You know what, fuck being positive.

OK, I had a good time playing Bingo with a friend tonight. I didn't get called into work and I got a lot of things done. AND I got to talk on my friend's podcast. HOWEVER

To look on the downside, today, Nov. 10 is the day that my ex husband takes his new wife to France. Did he want to go with me when I went? When I begged him to go? No.

Today is also the day that my mother posts on facebook that she is actively looking to buy a 2nd dog after she told me she wouldn't look after mine when I explained how stressed I was. What the hell is that?! You wont take in my little, well-trained dogs, but you'll spend time and money tracking down a new one?

One of you is loosing your insurance and the other one of you is being put in the nursing home FIRST CHANCE I GET

You know what, fuck family. That's what I say.

Today is the first day in a long, long time that I have sat on reserve, waiting to be called and not gone anywhere. I'm annoyed because I'm wasting a day in which I should be earning some sort of hours to "time out" at the end of the month. This allows me to reclaim my freedom by calling scheduling and telling them to take me out of the rotation for the last week-ten days of the month. Alas. Its not summer any more so we are dealing with low-time flying. It hasn't been like this for me since what February? March? Life is and will be a constant adjustment period, it seems.

Next month I bare the indignity of being on reserve and not even being at the top. I will be 250 people away from the top. I'm about 6 away right now. The humanity. Anyway, since my charming ex-husband has informed me that I am taking the dogs back before January, I suppose it will be good to be at home a bit more. Adjustment, adjustment, adapting, adjusting, learning to live with it....