Home alone

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Jelly Man is off to Latvia tonight, and after we make sure Carlita and I have everything we could possibly need from the grocery store (enough stuff to survive for a couple of months, in case he gets lost) I’m going to wave bye bye to him at the door, then come in here and turn the computer off. It’s a little experiment I’m doing, just for the sake of checking if I’m able to. Cause I don’t think I can, and that would confirm my suspicion that I am terribly addicted to the internet, and that would be a very bad thing.

I know, me addicted to the internet, crazy!

There is lots to do around the house anyway, and plus, I want to try and make this extra special bonding time between Carlita and I. This is going to be the first time I spend this much time with her alone - and I’m not going to lie, it scares the shit out of me. But I think I can rise to the challenge nevertheless. I might even take her for a walk up the forest road, we haven’t been there since she was still in her stroller. And bubbles, there will be lots of soap bubbles! And time spent outside, especially if it’s not hailing like yesterday.

So, yes, I might cave in one evening, but otherwise I don’t think I will get back to posting until Monday’ish. But, because I promised, I will get a picture of the new car and upload to flickr later today - it turns out it was a very real car indeed. And it’s spacy! And I don’t hate it! Give it a year or two and I might have an opportunity to, but for now all seems a-OK. It even gets a little gold star for having tinted windows in the back. No more need for those damn Winnie the Pooh screens whose suction cups detach from the window every other week.

Unfortunately, the car is also still very white. It’ll take me a while to stomach that, I think, but I got used to the green Lada - I should be able to overlook this minor detail given some time. Funny thing is, I might not have had as bad a reaction to a rust colored car as I did this white one, but I’m quirky like that. All in all I’m glad Jelly Man isn’t a car nut. We have a small child, and we are maybe possibly planning a second tot, so how long would a new car stay new anyway? This car will last us a couple of years, hopefully, and once we don’t have toddlers in the car, and we can afford to, a brand new car might be fun to splurge on. Now, not so much.

So, it comes as no surprise that I’m utterly disgusted with S. and his Latest Greatest Thing In The World, another high cost gadget that will fail to make him happy, just like all the other expensive gadgets he has bought the past couple of years have failed to make him even a little bit happier. You’ve got to wonder how long someone can keep up that kind of consumerism/therapy without once turning to themselves and ask if all these materialistic possessions actually help them feel more whole, or if it just leaves a hole in their pocket.

And why do certain people make their own family their enemy? What is the point marrying someone if you then spend a lot of energy on getting the hell out of the house?

Ach, you know, no ordinary people would - but then I’m not talking about your average joe, I’m talking about S.

And now I’m off to put some more laundry in the machine. If I keep this up I might demolish the heap this weekend! (Yeah, riiight..)