Not an actual problem, just a little rambling selfcomplaint

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Feel free to comment however you wish, if at all. Again, this isn't a problem that's upsetting me, it's just a little complaining and trying to figure out how to get moving.

I mentioned many times that hormones give me monthly insomnia. Around "THAT TIME" instead of going to the beach and twirling around in a white bikini, or doing skateboard stunts in tight white jeans, or making extra plans that involve lots of body movement and light colored clothing, I simply can't sleep. This has been going on for a few years and I know it's because of the change that's coming on, because I'm very irregular, and I also have cramps and migraines around then too which I haven't had at all with it since I had my first baby. So, it's the not sleeping that's getting to me, and also the oversleeping when I do sleep. I'll be up for one or sometimes two nights, not at all tired really or sleepy. Sometimes I have energy and want to do things at night, but most times I'm just content to read or watch tv or crochet or look at the internet, and my daily energy is normal during the daytime then. However, when I finally do feel sleepy and can sleep, I basically die or become comatose. That's without even a sleeping pill or something OTC like Benadryl. I have been up a couple nights, then slept, then up another night and I went to bed about 1 or 2 last night (this morning) and set my clock for about 830. I turned it off and said to myself "I'm getting up". I lied like a rug to myself and went right back to sleep. Well my best friend dropped by at her lunch, which is at 12 and I got up and made myself stay up, even though I feel like I'm falling asleep still. I don't need to go back to bed because it'll just mess up my sleep habits and I've been there and done that and it's hard to get back to normal. Also, my period is almost over so I should be back to normal soon, although I may have one more all nighter in me before it's gone this month.

I've had glass after glass of tea, and it's just too hot for coffee, but I'm still not awake. It's like a fog. I have things to do today and I'm going to do them, but it's 4 in the afternoon and I just not put on a dress and washed my face. I still haven't done anything to my hair or put on makeup, which I'm going to do because it makes me feel better and I do honestly think this will be another all nighter so why not dig in and be ready for it. If I'm going to sit up all night and either type, watch tv, or do a little housework, why not be pleased with how I look doing it?

So, I'm still getting ready for the day, and I do know that I need to do laundry today so that gives me a goal. My house is cleaned up so that's no biggie, but if I do drink enough tea (or switch to the hard stuff - Red Bull and Monster) and get an energy burst, I might do a deep clean on the foyer, livingroom and hallway. Those will be nowhere near as involved as the den, so it won't be that exhausting. My dryer went out though. Completely. Judge Jimmy, not to be confused with the other Judge I talk about on here who does the actual criminal stuff while Judge Jimmy handles civil stuff, also has a handyman and appliance repair business on the side and he's got two dryers in his basement that he's trying to get around to looking at to see if he can fix them and he will let me have one for $25 if he can get it done. Maybe this weekend he said. He came and looked at mine and said it's shot. He may take it to the scrap yard if I don't mind, which I don't because I don't have a truck and they only give you about $10 for scrap metal anyway. The only other place in town to get a dryer is Rent A Center and I'm not paying three times the price for one there, and anything on the yard sale page from FB is iffy. I've bought stuff from people there and it falls apart or dies soon after. Judge Jimmy stands behind his stuff because he wants to keep a good reputation about his side business, just like he has a good reputation about fairness at his actual job hearing civil cases. He's respected in town and wants to keep it that way, so I'm waiting on him.

Anyway, there is a laundromat by the grocery store with big dryers that I can put everything in at once and it's done in 30 mins but it's about 5 or 6 bucks for the huge ones. I guess I'll wash everything and put it in garbage bags and do that for today. Tomorrow my husband is going to Walmart and buying me a DECENT clothesline and putting it up RIGHT. I'm going to be using a clothesline pretty much exclusively until Judge Jimmy gets down in his basement. The last three clotheslines my husband put up were that crappy cheap cotton s**t that stretches and he doesn't know how to tie it right and it's even fallen or broke. I want the plastic covered cable that he bolts around and to the trees. I want it higher than he puts it too. Above my head so the sheets don't drag and the dogs can't brush on the clothes. I want one from the tree by the back steps to the tree in the middle of the yard. Then I want another one between the two trees near the back left of the yard and also from the far left tree of those two, to the big tree up near the house. It should be high enough so when my daughter's fiance cuts the grass he doesn't literally get clotheslined going under it. I'm sick of these fake ass clotheslines he puts up for me. I would get some of those poles, but I have enough trees and get enough sun even though we have trees, to do the job properly and there is no need to just dig more holes in the yard, it's already a minefield of hidden holes from the dogs.

My major problem right now is that I'm so in a fog that I can't decide on makeup or hair with this dress. It's NOT a big deal. Really. I just hate being foggy like this and indecisive. It's a retro day and I can't decide which way to take this dress. It's a lower calf length pencil dress type, dark blue with white dots, with a small slit not even to the knees on each side. It's somewhat clingly but not slu*ty. It could either look Asian or it could look early 60's Joan Holloway from MadMen style. My hair is too thin to do the big Asian bun updo that I think would look good with it and I've ran out of fake hair which I need for it, so I'm thinking of going with the Joan look. It's also very comfortable to wear because it's a stretch fabric but doesn't look stretch and it's cool and comfortable. Short sleeves, scoop neck that comes to just below the collar bone. I just feel so mad at myself for not getting up earlier and starting on my laundry and getting dressed earlier, when I meant to.

Again, no problem, I know this isn't my blog or anything, but it's an in general b***h about myself, hormones, household appliances, and indecision about clothing. I do not need support or anything, but I didn't know where else to put this, and since I've decided to just sit on my ass for a little longer and contemplate this, I thought I'd just type about it and then maybe get up and do something, so I typed it here.

Then again, if I do the Joan Holloway thing, that brings up the whole shoe issue and I have no comfortable summer pumps that would go with this. I'm not going anywhere, and nobody is going to look at my shoes or care about them. I could do everything I plan on doing today and tonight in sweat pants and a tank top,but I feel more productive when I am put together.

So, that's my day in a nutshell. Although I did get some GREAT NEWS!! !! !! !! !! !! ! You know that POS Cougar? Well the mechanic drove it all week and it FINALLY messed up on him. So he FINALLY believes it's not just that the car doesn't like me, which he actually did believe before. He fixed it. It needed a solenoid and an alternator. This guy is so very reasonable about prices. He charged us $196 for the whole thing, including towing it there. I told him my husbands not getting paid but for three days this week and it would be next Friday before I could pay him and get the car. He said just come get it and sign the ticket and pay me then. I know where you live and you ain't going anywhere, and plus I want him to drive it and make sure it's right in the meantime. Other places would have charged me at least $300 for all that and then held it till next week and charged a daily storage fee. This guy is great and his shop is always busy. He's good at what he does, he guarantees and stands behind his work and fixes it for free if something goes wrong on it, and if he's covered up he will tell you straight up when you call with a problem that he can't look at your car for a few days so if you're in a hurry then you might need to try somebody else. He doesn't jerk you around. His daughter went to school with my oldest son and they were an item for a few months back then, but nothing serious. She's friends with my kids and all. I saw her the other day at the BP and told her that her dad is awesome as a mechanic and so reasonable. She thanked me and said he's cheaper than anybody else because he remembers what it was like to not have money to fix your car and he would rather do a good job and have a good reputation in town and make less money than he would to make more money, move to a better neighborhood, get a newer car, and all that. I told her that he's a good man then, and I think he is. I'm over the moon about the price and the fact that he said "Just come get it, ya'll need it. Pay me next week when you can, I ain't hurting right now". You hardly ever see that anymore.

So, off to pour another glass of tea and I guess I'll go put on some makeup. Here comes the black cateye gel eyeliner and red lipstick and the teased up, sprayed updo! I wish I had one of those pens on the chain like hers, but I'll have to settle for a light neck scarf and a circle pen I guess.

Ramble over.

Well.....at least the car will be fixed.

And the house will be clean.

And your body is healing.

And you might get a new dryer for cheap.

That Laundromat sounds expensive, though--six bucks?????

I hope you get a decent line, so you could dry your clothes in between thunderstorms.

And you have your family.

Your mechanic sounds awesome. Ye olde Ford Motor Company stuff usually goes that way, my friend has a Mercury-badged Ford Explorer, it already slid down an embankment on the doors but still moves; I told him we shouldn't need to put in more than $50. I use exactly the same economics for my I.T work, but people are still leery of accepting free technology, they're getting used to it...

The laundromat isn't really expensive, it's only six bucks cause we use that huge dryer that about 10 loads of clothes or two grown adults could fit into at once. It gets everything dry in like 30 mins. It's a buck fifty to dry in the regular one.

A clothesline dries things really fast down here in the summer. Even though it's very humid all the time, when it's in the 90's I can hang jeans and towels out and in two hours they are ready to bring in. I love how stuff smells from a clothesline. The only problem is that jeans and towels are so stiff, even if I use fabric softener in the washer. I have to shake the hell out of them and wad them up and then shake some more to get the stiffness out, but they still don't feel like a dryer.

Fords are junk. My dad bought a Taurus new in 92, within a couple years the transmission had ground itself up and he didn't have the money to fix it, so he got rid of it. I had a 92 Tempo that was a government fleet car, it needed a new transmission at 90k and then had an unfixable electrical problem at 109k, so off to the scrapyard for it too. Fords are so cheap because they self-destruct after a while. A Mercury Cougar is a relabeled Ford Thunderbird, the 80s and 90s style Bird and not the cool neo-retro one. I suspect that in Alabama there are few foreign cars because "I remember Pearl Harbor" and other such ideas. I'm currently looking at a Volvo for my next car, here in California you can pick one up for a song and the liberal owners tend to baby them. Japanese cars around here tend to get driven into the ground.

Honestly, I see probably more foreign cars here than American cars. Pickup trucks are usually American made, but I see more foreign cars than American. We aren't THAT backward here! Also, not too far up the road, a couple towns over is the Mercedes plant.

I've had several different kinds of cars in my life and honestly the very best one I ever had was a Ford. It was a 79 Mustang with a 302 but I had it built for pro-stock. Not only would it scoot, it was well taken care of and reliable. I had another Mustang, years later, an 85, and it was a good car too. Maybe it's just Mustangs that I seem to have good luck with. Everybody has their preferences though.

I know a lot of the younger boys, like my kids friends in their late teens and their 20's like modifying the Japanese cars. They call them "Rice Boy" cars after they are modified for performance. In my day it was mainly American cars that were performance modified because the foreign cars were known for gas mileage and economy and not speed. Ours were called muscle cars and I guess the image of a hellraising Toyota or Honda sitting next to one of the old muscle cars kind of makes you realize that you need a different nickname for that type of car. I've seen some Japanese cars that will tear the street right the hell up and leave nothing but a melted, smoking hole where the pavement was in their wake, and that would put the old ones to shame, but not only was what we had in our day excellent for what we had to work with at the time, but I honestly think that no matter what street legal mods you do to one of the foreign cars, it's never going to look or sound as bad ass as anything from the 60's or 70's. Then again, this next generation's idea of what looks like a badass car is different from my generation's, just like anything else.

If I were to stumble across a time machine at a yard sale and go back and get that 79 pro stock Mustang I had, which would do a quarter in the low 9's (built for bottom end, not top end) I know that if I were to put it up against a bottom end Rice Boy car, I'd lose my ass so fast it's not funny. They are just faster. Lots of reasons, but they just are. Even though they are faster, if I were to ever again want a muscle car, I'd go with some old Detroit iron with that beautiful, distinctive lope.

It's all preferences.

Yeah, he's awesome. Fair prices, good work, common sense, and neighborly. When I run him the money next week I'm going to ask him what kind of cake or pie he wants because I think it would be nice to send them something for doing that and I'm going to make him one to take home to his family, or even just eat at work, because his family works there at his shop too. It's not something I have to do, or that's even expected, but he did something nice by letting us go ahead and get it and I'd like to do something nice for him and his family, and everybody likes cake or pie.

Even though it's a small town, the two other places here wouldn't dare do that. This one a**hole who owns the biggest shop (and who used to live right across the street from me) charges out the ass and high storage, and then if you haven't been able to pick it up after three months he takes out a lein and gets your title. That works because when you ask him to look at something and give you an estimate and you leave it there, he goes ahead and fixes it and you're stuck. He's an ass. The other place is owned by a guy who lives out of state and his son runs it for him and he's not allowed to do anything like that, but then they really only do tires, exhaust and oil changes. The son really isn't that great of a mechanic but he can do that. The a**hole from the ripoff shop has a drug habit, is the word around town and everybody knows it and in fact I heard it from his younger sister who lived with him when he lived across the street from me, and she was my kids age. He's about 5 years older than my oldest son, but they ran in some of the same circles for a while when my son was an older teenager and the ass was a younger twentysomething.

Up until last year our mechanic worked out of a garage he had built behind his house. He's just now got the money to rent this one old garage that wasn't used for decades and open up a shop where folks can see it. It was word of mouth before that, and we started using him back when it was just him and his son in law at his house. I'd bet you cash money that within five years he's expanded and put that ass out of business and gets the business and credit he deserves. I also bet he won't change the kind of man he is either.

I have a Volvo myself, lots of autistics love working on imports. No idea why, it's just endemic . My Saabs were great cars but I just got a turboed AWD V50 T5 and I'm blown away; cheaper then Subaru, more fun than BMW and the same MPG as a rental Prius I tried a few years ago, I may have to feed it premium but I've never seen anything coast like Haldex AWD...

A big fraction of the Toyotas on American roads were manufactured at Toyota plants in the American south, employing southern USA folks.