One of My Little Problems is Gone!

I met S at the Borders yesterday after work so we could charge up some more stuff for the night. I had a coupon and I was determined to buy a book light and I found a great one!!! (I had a previous book light but found last Friday that the ancient batteries inside it had corroded the contact inside--anyway, this book light is far superior!) So last night I was able to read and all was well!

Around 10:30 pm S spoke to Mudflap who had the news that his house, approx. 2.7 miles away from us, had power. S had no qualms about abandoning me and he took off so fast it made my head spin! I would've gone too except I was tired, had my book light, and didn't want the aggravation of having to pack up all my clothes and toiletries and shit in the dark to take over there. I slept just fine, totally disagreeing with S that it was "hot as fuck." It was like, in the 60's last night!!!

However, this morning I did pack a bag for the baby and will certainly acquiesce to moving in temporarily with Mudflap this weekend. It is supposed to warm up here in a few days, though I am hoping that will make the cold showers at home--should we return home after the weekend but knowing S he will be against that plan, and anyway Mudflap has no problem at all with us moving in for as long as we need--a little more bearable. My thing with cold water is that I was totally traumatized as a child and to this day am extremely, unreasonably sensitive to the cold. Sometimes I can't even place a magazine on my bare lap if the paper is too cold! What happened was, it was one of the rare times I remember as a child spending time with my father at his house--the reason being that more often than not he simply didn't show up to pick up me and my brother for our visitation occasions. Well, on this particular occasion he had to bathe us, but for some reason or another he had no hot water and it was during wintertime. He put us in the bath regardless and tried to convince us that the water would get warmer or that we would get used to it after awhile. That is but one of the numerous lies he has told me throughout my lifetime!!! And to this day I am scarred by the whole experience. I probably didn't stop shaking for days after that, though I can't remember that part, thank goodness.

Going to Job #2 in a little bit to try to salvage some salary since I missed so much this week. Regardless it's going to be tight for awhile. I don't even know if the electric bill will make up for it! But tomorrow at L.'s house, if me and the baby end up going--and there's a good chance of that happening since, thank God, S was called into work this morning--will be fun and there will be drinks and music and camaraderie! And if S is not called into work tomorrow then we will have a fun family weekend regardless, as always!