Spilled Coffee Kind of Day

Spilled Coffee Kind of Day.

I was walking, slowly, to put my coffee down on the counter and as I was walking, I spilled the damn thing. It went onto my sock, the floor, everywhere. I am pissed. I blame my mother, who was cooking bacon for this fiasco. If she wasn’t in the kitchen, I probably would have not spilled a drop. Great way to start off the day. Could have been much worse. My sister nearly ran over a runner that came out of no where as we were trying to make a turn down the street. Thankfully she is ok and not hurt.

I have to deal with my fricken father today. I need to take him for blood work. He was supposed to see his doc today but they messed up the schedule when I rescheduled his appointment. Dumbfuckers. Did I mention how much I hate his office? His doctor is a jerk and I really dislike him more than his office staff. So now I have three hours before I have to see my father, who I also dislike. He just annoys me to no end.

I have to get my brother in law to put in the AC in my room today. There is no way I can survive another day in this humid hell. I will sleep in my sister’s car if that is what it takes to get my AC in my room. And this is only the beginning of summer. I bought swim trunks this morning. I hope they will motivate me to go to the public pool when it opens the end of June. I just hope they fit.

I have been up since 0500. But I slept good, so I can’t really complain. I got about 6.5 hours, which is like a record for me. I probably won’t sleep tonight because I was up early. I don’t know why I made coffee. I could have gone to Starbucks and avoided my coffee spill fiasco. Course, I think of this now. UGH. I guess I just wanted my own coffee, in my own mug, made the way I like. I made the Breakfast Blend today. I am trying to save my Brazil Nova Resende coffee as much as possible because it’s the last of the batch. When I went to Starbucks yesterday, they only had two bags. I should have grabbed one but didn’t think of it. Course I think of it now. D’OH. I might need a Starbucks run later as I have been up so early. I have the car so I can go whenever I want. I might go to Wendy’s for their spicy chicken sandwich. I don’t want the ghost pepper sauce. I am not a hot freak. I like things mild to medium. And I definitely would not like the jalapenos on it. Man, who would eat all that hotness!?

I started writing last night in my journal about the abuse but didn’t get anywhere. I think I am going to write a letter to my therapist about it. I can then print it out and then mail it to her. Which reminds me, I have several things to mail this week! I hope to get it done later today. Depends on how crazy my father gets me. My toes is still hurting me, though it isn’t as bad. The swelling has gone down but it’s still sore. I am glad my new sneakers are nice and comfy, unlike my old pair that is tight and beat up. I think they were a size too small, which made my feet hurt after a few hours. I love the new pair. If I had the money, I would get another the same model but in black. Maybe next month. I still need to get my glasses. I think that is tomorrow’s adventure. I would have done it yesterday but I forgot the glasses I want the new lenses in. I hope they are big enough to have progressive lenses and I don’t have to get a new frame. That will suck!

I am still feeling hot and yucky in my room. I hate the fricken heat. And I know it’s just the beginning of what is to come. Doesn’t help my mood any better. I really want to go to a town called Rockport this year. Only problem is that the place I want to go to is 1.3 miles from the commuter rail station. I can’t walk that far. It will hurt me. I could take a cab but I don’t know if I will be able to get one near the station. And I don’t want to be waiting around all day for one. I figure I have two hours of sight seeing before the next train goes back to Boston. There is a place called the Bulfinch House that was built by my favorite Boston architech, Charles Bulfinch. He is the one that built Mass General Hospital way back in 1811. I love his use of columns and domes. I really would love to see what this bed and breakfast place looks like. But, like I said, it is too far for me to walk and the drive would annoy me. It’s pretty far from where I live.

Another place I really want to go this summer is the Harbor Islands, specifically, George’s Island. There is nothing to do there but I love this island. It is where there is a fort, Fort Warren, which was built around the time of the Civil War. I explored it numerous times in my younger days, which is why I love it so much now. But even a cruise around the harbor would be exciting. I have never visited the other Islands in the harbor. I could do that. But we’ll see.

any thoughts?