So tomorrow is the last day before we go over the fiscal cliff. The sadistic side of me is waiting for the horror that the ignorant people will feel when they realize how this really is going to effect them.
I'm only empathetic to those who have been paying attention. To those who have not, I am not even nicely indifferent. I am grinning with sadistic anticipation for the weeping and gnashing of teeth.
The dark and ugly side of me.
If you vote with your eyes and ears closed or you choose not to vote, then when something happens that comes home to roost where you reside, and you're stunned due to ignorance or apathy, then... right. Too bad. So sad.
Seek sympaty from the devil.
And to just dig my trench deeper, I am looking oh so forward to all those people who voted for Obama for Obama care. I know what is coming. I know how ugly it will be.
I await the crying over the mistreatment, lack of treatment, and overall horror of the ghastliness as to what they voted for and has now befallen them.
Don't call me for sympathy if you voted for him. I ain't got it. Nor will I ever.
My car will not make it 250K. We had a rear grinding noise in the right front end before we left for my parents' home which I posted on. Just because I can't hear it doesn't mean I don't know an issue is still there.
And then on Thursday night, we took my folks to dinner, it was cold out and we had the heat on in my car as we followed my folks and brother in their car. Suddenly there was a smell like... burning wax.
At first we thought there was something in the local air. We'd had the heat on for a full 10 minutes. Then we realized... NOPE. It was my car. So we turned all the heat off and the smell went away.
That's never good.
I half expected that when we came out from dinner, my car would be a charred disaster. Or we'd be at dinner to have our waitress come up and say, 'Do you own a mini-van? It's engulfed in flames.'
Neither happened. I think in a small way I was sorta wishing it would.
So now we're realizing I could have bigger issues and I'll take it to my mechs this week or next, my saving grace being it is in the frickin' 80s and no heat is required, although we have used it since the 'burning wax' incident and it was fine.
I've got a back up plan in order. If this van gives up the ghost before 250K, I'm buying something used to get me through T's high school years and maybe well into Bones'.
I never intended to get an actual car until Bones' Junior or Senior year.
So, we'll see.
Tomorrow is New Years' Eve and we have been invited to a friend's home. It always makes me a bit nervous, being in a car on the Eve. It is when people drink too much and still drive.
But it should be a good time and the boys are looking forward to going.
This incoming year should be interesting. For Christmas, I had my husband get me a membership to a small gym near my work. It's time for me to start working out again. It's been 2 years and it's time for me to quit being lazy and get back into it.
I have to have surgery some time this year. I have an umblical hernia, an after effect of my gall bladder surgery 7 years ago. He says it's a piece of cake, do it on a Friday, back at work on Monday, no big deal.
I'm not chomping at the bit to get it done, but it's time. I just have to fit it in my schedule. No ab work outs at the gym. It's been forbidden.
I didn't put this out there before, and I'm not going into details, but my Mom was really really sick this past December. Really scary sick.
Scary as it scared the hell out of me. She is well now, but... yeah, that sucked.
For Mom and Dad most. Blech. I don't want a repeat in 2013.
In my looking back at 2012... I guess the first thing that comes to my mind is...
... I miss Lex.
A lot. Every single thing that has happened in the last six months I've wondered, 'What would Lex's cerebral take have been on this?'
Every.single.event. Good and bad. I miss him. Terribly.
I'm feeling cranky. Can you tell?Posted by Boudicca at December 30, 2012 10:32 PM