Surviving the Festivities
Let me tell you, it was a hell of a 4th of July celebration this past LONG weekend. I was happy to get a 4 day reprieve from my day job but think I would have liked it better IF I had gone to work. It would have kept my mind and hands busy. Not having my medications and thoughts of worthlessness is just overpowering. Let’s start with the night at the bar, July 2nd, that the town I work nights in was putting on their celebration. It wasn’t as big as last year which believe it or not was VERY disappointing. I ended up having to send my back up bartender home. The bar cleared out when darkness fell. I opted to stay inside. I could barely handle the loud booms and cracks that were roaring in the bar. I didn’t want to experience watching them and having flash backs all at once.
I was able to make it through that when the bar started to fill up with drunk belligerent people (that weren’t my regulars) and all I could think, ‘It’s going to be a bar close type of night.’ It wasn’t anything I couldn’t handle until one of my trigger came walking in the bar. That’s right, the bar owner. He was ok at first but I still couldn’t make eye contact. Then he tried driving home and as much as I don’t care for him I tried to get him a ride home. His refusal was all I needed to not care about his safety.
The rest of the night went well, at 2am I gave everyone their 30 minute warning, then 15, then 10, then 5 and then it was get the HELL out! They left but stood outside for another 30 minutes as I was inside cleaning up their mess. I didn’t get home until 4am.
Monday, the family and I grilled outside and my husband got my son some sparklers (nothing loud as my husband knew I couldn’t watch) and smoke bombs to light and have fun with. I wanted to stay outside but I think the mosquitoes are now IMMUNE to bug repellent!
Tuesday, my husband had a surprise for me. We went and picked up a new family member. We drove two hours and seemed to have a good time when we ended up at a golf course. I don’t play golf and neither did he. When I parked I seen a woman exit her vehicle with a fawn puppy. These people drove all the way from Illinois to meet us in Wisconsin to deliver this little girl. Oh my goodness, love at first sight! Her name is Bailey Pub. I have made her vet appointments and scheduled her for her training. On the way home, I REFUSED to leave her in the car so we could go eat so we went through a drive through and sitting there I found Bring Fido, a site dedicated to place you can bring your fur baby. There are a ton of restaurants and other places your 4 legged loved one can go and I encourage you to check it out.
TONIGHT, My baby girl has her first day of class! Pictures and commentary to follow!