IT'S JUST EMOTION THAT'S TAKING ME OVER...

Tony Walker
Hold on tight.... this post is going to be a roller coaster of emotions-anger, happiness, sadness, & my favorite-horniness.

On several pieces I've posted I bitch about my disability & what happened with my former employer which lead to a lawsuit. This lawsuit has been a major financial & emotional strain.
So my family & I needed a vacation bad... real bad.
How my wife save for a weeklong trip to Lake George is beyond me but she did.

Emotion #1: Excitement. The four of us were so excited.... a beautiful & relaxing place with some close friends. Or so we thought.
We left on Saturday August 13. Here on Long Island a major rainstorm hit on August 14. Guess what part of Long Island got hit with the most rain? (11 inches to be exact) The part we live in.
The storm drains couldn't handle all this rain. The storm drains were so bad that my backyard had almost 5 FEET of water!!! Guess where most of that rain went? To my freakin basement.

Emotion #2: Anger. I was PISSED when I heard my basement was flooded. We've never had an ounce of rain in our basement in the 11 years we've lived there. I had so much stuff on the floor. Sound equipment for Drop Dead Comedy, papers, furniture, etc. I had to come home to take care of this. So I left Lake George & came home. Note the word "I." I came home. My family stayed in Lake George. No need to ruin the vacation for the kids.

Emotion #3: Sadness. This sucks. I'm home taking care of this shit when I am supposed to be enjoying some much needed family time.

Emotion #4: Loneliness. In the house all alone wishing my family was here.

Emotion #5: Fear. The prosthetic I wear can't get wet. I couldn't go into my basement which forced me to get a crew in to pump the water & dry out the basement. THREE THOUSAND DOLLARS!!!! Where the hell is the money coming from????

Emotion #2 returns.... Anger. Damn insurance company won't cover the damage because I don't have flood coverage. Even though some of the items that were damaged are covered, they're not covered because it was a flood. WTF??!!! This was the first homeowner's claim I've ever done.... what a scam!!! They'll take your money but have a million reasons not to give it back when you need it. I couldn't believe the line of shit these people were giving me. One lady even told me I have one of the best policies they have to offer but my damage is not covered. I think all my stress ended up in this lady's ear. "I hate your company & I hate you! You people suck! I am going to cancel you & tell everyone I know to cancel you!" That was laced with a ton of words I can't use here.

Emotion #6: Desperation. I left my family Sunday morning. By Tuesday afternoon the basement was 90% dried out & I had given up on fighting with my insurance. I couldn't fight anymore & was tired of being angry. I was desperate to get back to my family in Lake George but didn't wanna sit in NYC traffic.

Emotion #7: Happiness. On Wednesday morning at 437 I left my house to drive up to Lake George. I knocked on the door of our room at 815AM. My son assumed it was one of his friends looking to get an early start at the beach. The excitement in his eyes when he saw me was cool, but the way he yelled "DAD" was priceless. We hugged for about 2 minutes. I was so happy to see my family.
Emotion #8: Horniness. Home alone for 3 days. Need I say more? I was all over Lisa that Wednesday until we had 30 seconds alone.
Turns out Sunday, Monday, & a part of Tuesday was rainy in Lake George so I didn't miss much. Tuesday afternoon through the end of our week was beautiful & sunny. So the week ended on a high note. The 4 of us had a real good time. Even our black cloud took a few days off too, thank God.


Back to the usual... high taxes, no money, high stress, & more horniness. 

WICKED FUN

Barbara Ward-Finneran

BEFORE

Have I mentioned that funds are low?!  No, I mean really low!  (Okay, that's another blog!) Back a few years I made peace with being "broke"... with a friend of mine who worked as hard and spinned their wheels as much, we decided it was FAB!  It gave us a fun way to "laugh" at conversations, commercials, or consumer goods that we couldn't afford. I could just tell myself I'm FAB and it'd sting a little less to listen to or watch the "blah, blah, blah". "Can't do it, I'm too FAB! FAB being - FLAT A$$ BROKE!   LOL!

It is a "struggle" that I have become accustomed to, and for the most part don't dwell on it.  (I won't lie and say I don't occasionally melt into a puddle of tears in the shower by myself, questioning how to break the cycle or '"fix" it without more hours in the day) As long as my family's immediate needs are met, I try very hard not to complain and just work for better. No long term negative. Instead focusing on the positive!  Count and embrace my blessings! Glass half full - ALWAYS!  Otherwise you are nearing empty and that's not fabulous!  Much worse could happen to you then to regularly run in the "red". Heartache, sickness and loss exist that far out weigh being an expert at "Robbing Peter to pay Paul".

SHORT in the 80s

Being FAB will mean putting off or not doing things that are not necessary.  For me one of those things became hair cuts.  I like my hair long - started growing it out in the late 80's. (Dare I mention at the suggestion of a guy! - You know who you are!) I loved it and never stopped!  So, infrequent hair cuts are not a problem.  I can hack my bangs with the best of 'em!   I will mention the last "professional" one was BAD -  lesson learned - adult curly tops save for a salon cut, a "quick cut" at one of those walk in places "ain't" FAB in any sense of the word!  Being at least 15 months since a real (and bad) cut, and knowing the hair I longed to be longer had stalled out due to damage and dead ends. I decided I wanted to be frivolous if I was given birthday money - I was going to splurge on a salon cut.

The birthday week came and went.  I had an amazing string of days celebrating with friends and family. Even had some cold cash in hand, but I couldn't justify it.  Easter was coming.  That bunny needs help and there were two pressing utilities that were past due.  I hacked the bangs some and let it go.

This week brought a little "found money".  Two unexpected belated birthday cards with "cash".  At forty-two, I think my silent excitement rivaled my kids when they count their post party funds.  That salon cut was in reach. I could be "bad" and spend some money on myself!

AFTER

OMG!  It was WICKED fun!!!  Now I remember why salons make money.  I will say I did not go crazy or break the bank, I left the place in the fifty-ish dollar mark, including tip.  (Sorry NY peeps! Remember incomes are lower too. lol.)  Still, this was a BIG splurge for me.  It was FABULOUS.  I cannot remember the last time I was in a hair designer's chair for over 90 minutes.  The wash and head massage, the scents of the "expensive" shampoos and conditioners, the time and attention to detail made me feel like a princess - for lack of more "grown up" terminology.  I do believe the hair dresser was amused as I "fessed" up to and laughed about the beyond overdue cut, damaged ends and crooked bangs.  I was given the royal treatment at Maxine's Salon & Spa.  My hair was washed, cut, dried and cut again, detail cut - with all kinds of very cool scissor action to add texture & layers, and then more of the blow dryer and flat iron.  Piles of hair on the floor I could feel the healthy silkiness on my neck and loved how she snipped away and gave it shape and style. The last haircut being so long ago - the pleasure was doubled by liking not just the cut but my own reflection in the mirror.  I had so much fun!  It was wicked wicked fun!  It's sassy, shorter and healthy.  I am all about healthy these days! The length will grow - right now it's feels FABULOUS and it will be a guilty pleasure for a few days to take in the compliments and actually have friends notice that I got a haircut.  Sometimes it feels good to be a little bad...   Go do it, save up treat yourself, change your look, be a little bad and have some WICKED FUN!  I highly recommend it!


(Authors Note: If you are a Melbourne local give to Maxine's Salon & Spa a try.  I have been so impressed by how this establishments gives back to the community via outreach and fundraising events that I have attended that I looked forward to being able to client one day.  I was NOT disappointed!  You won't be either!  I highly recommend it! Email me if you'd like to know who worked their magic on me.)