The Shack

Snapshots In My Time...
Of My Time.....Hauntings.

I had the pleasure of reading this book over the past 2 weeks. It is fiction but it seems to be based in theology...valid as it relates to the bible. The book is very interesting and very entertaining. In fact I could not put it down. I would recommend that you add it to your summer reading list. The Shack is an amazing book. Preview The Shack on their website. The Shack

You will not be disappointed.

Friday

Stuck at this desk, I only look like I am here.

My thoughts are a million miles away, jumping from here to there.

Sandy beaches covered with shells.  Winds and waves enveloping me, sweeping me out to seeeeeeeeaaaa.

In the book store having coffee, rubbing elbows with the bookworms.

That is my favorite place to play.

At home in bed, reading a book and eating chocolate.

Here comes the boss.  Does she REALLY want to work?  Does she ever want to play?

Back to work.  Sigh!  Only seven more hours to go.

How will I make it?

I do not know.

Squeakfart!

Snapshots In My Time...
Of My Time.....Hauntings.

I work in an office with someone who has a lot of bodily noises. I mean she is a woman and she has to be just about the grossest person to be around. I used to think I had a strong stomach. Now I am not so sure. All throughout a normal day when she is not sick the noises are incredible. I sit about 1 door down from her office and it is just amazing all the odd noises her body makes. She is in a very small office that she shares with another girl. I feel so sorry for the other girl.

From my desk, all day long, I can hear burping, belching, hiccuping and sneezing. How loud? Sometimes the burps are off the scale as far as decibels. Then I can hear farting and next, I hear the other girl running out of the office to take a break. If she eats in the office, there is an odd, loud clicking or popping of her tongue as she eats. WTF? I have never heard or seen anyone make that noise as they eat with their tongue. It sounds like she is popping gum, yet she has no gum in her mouth. I can't eat around her. Makes me want to vomit. Literally.

God help us all if she is sick. Imagine all that above each day and on top of it the following. If she has a cold..nasal....well she is snuffling up mucus all day. Hawking up mucus all day and coughing. Just writing about it is making my stomach turn. She does not want to blow her nose so the mucus is constant. I tell her to blow it out. Not keep it in. When she is sick her office mate spends as much time away from the office as possible. I cannot blame her. It is disgusting.

The other thing is that she does not seem to care. I have reached the point where I tell her all her bodily noises are offensive to all. It does not phase her one bit. She relishes in it....many times saying what needs to come out...fart, burp..has to come out. So we are stuck with "Squeakfart." Even worse....think about it. She is most likely being on her best behavior in the office. Imagine her relaxed at home.

Night Scapes

Snapshots In My Time...
Of My Time.....Hauntings.

Last night I was dreaming. About what I can't recall.
Now in the light of day.
It was a good time. I was most interested, then odd and out of the blue.
I heard a voice yell MOM.
In my dream, like an alarm.
It fit nowhere with anything that was happening.

Awoke I did. The time was not 3:15AM. Dark was all. And Quiet.
I listened. Was it my REAL child? Was something happening and she called me with her mind?
Those circumstances would be dangerous for her.

I got up just to see. I sleep in the other wing. Isolated and alone.
I padded heavily back to her room and all was well.
I peeked in to see drawers half open, clothes on the floor.
Typical room. Typical teen.

I went to her. Pulled the covers back slightly and she stirred.
Her eyes opened but she did not see me....really.
This morning she had no recollection of my visit.

That call puzzles me still.
MOM!
It was a voice of alarm from another place.
Me, it wanted. Me.
I hope she is alright
I could not get to her.

Call again......I am here!

Green Eyed is the Monster!

Snapshots In My Time...
Of My Time.....Hauntings.

Who would think that a parent can be jealous of a child. I think that is the case with me. It is a big problem because I have a mother who is trying to get into every group, conversation or meeting I attend. It would be okay if she were actually there to PARTICIPATE and add to the occasion. That is not the case. Most of the time, she does not participate in the activities or community events planned. She is just there, like a lump on a log at meetings...just sitting. She will ask the really odd question or make the REALLY odd statement.

I feel that she is trying to take over parts of my life because when she is at those meeting, functions, etc....if I speak to others without her, she claims I am excluding her. The reality is, she is not the same type of social person who I am...able to talk to anyone, anywhere, so she feels left out. She gets mad because she may not fit into the conversation and then blames me. It makes going out with her strained. She wants to be the center of attention at all times and is not. that makes her even madder.

She definitely has personality issues that have never been addressed in her entire life. That is the root of the REAL problem. I am now in close proximity with her and I do not want to be. She is a toxic person. The jealousy is now a new problem to deal with. It seems that there will be no peace at all...with her....it is not going to happen.