Some lunch time thoughts

 I am not worried about getting my heart broken because 1 we are only friends 2 he made it clear he is looking for someone younger and 3 if it goes anywhere I will have to share some secrets that will likely make him flee.  

I guess I am worried about making an ass out of myself although I'm pretty sure I have, already.  

But it was nice to turn on the phone and see 3 messages.  I don't know a thing about dating.  I think that's both a positive thing and a negative one.  

He did mention he isn't great at text messages which makes me wonder about phone calls?  Is it that far?  I don't know.  

I did text him back this morning.  

That's it for now.  

It's probably unfair

 But I am viewing everything that has been mailed to me in the last 10 years as probably coming from the stalker and getting rid of it. 

I am delighted things are going so well with Buddy.  I have learned a lot about him by the way he drives the bus and manages the people on it.  

At the end of it he is not only very skilled (which I've told him) he is also very kind (I have not told him), the kind of guy I could see getting up every couple hours to bottle feed a litter of orphaned kittens.  

That is very appealing.  If he is not "it" I hope I meet someone like him.  

I am mostly happy with the election results.  I would have rather had a conservative DA but other than that I think "my" guys won.  

At the end of it I had more money - more money than I ever had - under Trump than I did any other president.  I do feel he is going to look out for people like me, working hard in spite of my issues.  I have not had that feeling with any other president since I was old enough to vote.  I will be praying for him and his team.  

Having said that I am glad the comments are off.  

They are showing Cruz on TV.  I am not a fan but he was better than the other guy.  

That's it for now.  

3 messages!

 I woke up at 2:45 and figured screw it I'll just get up.  

I turned on my phone.  Text message alerts.  3 messages from Buddy.  I know his first name now.  Interesting.  

As of now the election is too close to call.  I'm sure both sides were wishing they got more people out to vote.  

I got a nice beef shank last weekend it was about $4.  A good amount of meat, I want to make a beef and veggie soup.  It smells great.  I decided to make the stock last night, refrigerate it today, and then warm up the stock tonight and add the veggies, finish it.  I don't like overcooked veggies.  

Biscuit slept with me last night and is sleeping on the couch next to me now.  

I got some treats last night to take to work today.   

That's it for now.  

The coup de grace

 So, to top off my awful day something happened on the bus I was taking to the grocery store.  I will not say what, when, who, why, or where due to pest issues.  

But something happened.  It could have been bad; it was not, really.  I am unharmed I was just delayed.  

I did get my frozen vegetables and will be cooking that beef and veggie stew/soup.  

Family is all doing well so I'll hold on to that.  Cats are good, too.  

So.that was very strange

 2 days ago I asked Buddy for his real name, assuring him I would not use it on the bus.  I would have been happy with a first name but I didn't say that.  I just said I was calling him Buddy in my head and would like a real one.

He didn't respond.  He's driving the bus today.  No smile seems upset so I don't talk.  Usually I wait for him to initiate conversation anyway.  He didn't say a word but seemed agitated and grumpy.  

I was texting with my aunt, smiling and laughing at what she said.  I don't know if he cared or not. 

I figure the ball is in his court and he has my number if he wants to talk.  I said "Good afternoon" when I got on and "See you next week" when I got off.  

That's it for now.

I can't say much

 But I had a difficult customer trying to make trouble for me.  I find people like that particularly loathsome trying to get an honest wage slave fired. 

I was following the rules; she wants special treatment.  

I can't say much more but I can use some prayer - grace as I am still pretty hot about it.  

I am battling such a lousy mood I almost hope I don't see Buddy today.  

I got soaked on my way to work

 Happily the "cold front" only dropped the temperature from the 80's to the 60's.  

I reached 2 conclusions:  1 I would buy a dry outfit at work (I got drenched even with the poncho and umbrella), and I will keep a dry outfit in my locker.  

I did have dry socks in a ziplock which worked very well.  

I may also look into rain suits.  Ron used to wear one to work in San Francisco winters, called himself "Rubber Man" when he did, and said he stayed pretty dry.  Storing it might be problematic at work though.  

That's it for now.