Here in Katie’s Head

When your fiance comes to his senses and leaves you, always remember the positives:

1. It’s a lot easier to clean up after just one person. The house has never been so tidy!
2. You can eat all the Michelina’s that you want. Way to put that microwave to use!
3. No one is there to accuse you of hogging the blankets.
4. No one leaves the toilet seat up.
5. Less dishes in the sink. Well, if you’re nuking Michelina’s for every meal, no dishes! Ever!
6. No one talks during Project Runway.
7. No one bugs you about remembering to TiVo Project Runway.
8. No one blocks you in the driveway.
9. No one accidentally leaves a ball point pen in the laundry, ruining every pair of jeans you own.
10. Mom drops by to take you shopping and feeds you dinner because she can’t decide whether to put you on suicide watch or just pout because, damn, now grandchildren aren’t even on the horizon anymore.

Seriously though, I’m okay. Quinton’s never truly been on his own before, and I know he needs a chance at that autonomy before he settles down. We’re on good terms. I could stand to get out of the house more, but I’m coping.

Posted: 10:37 pm · Category: Quinton, Status · Comments: 6

What a stud.

via The Damn News

Posted: 5:57 pm · Category: Quinton · Comments: None

Some days go from bad to worse. This one went from bad to worst.

Today, I was supposed to fly from Kansas City to Spokane, where I have an internship over my semester break.

I got up with a long list of things I needed to take care of before leaving town, none of them particularly fun.

Then I spent a few hours trying not to turn into a big weepy mess because Quinton and I are going to be apart for four weeks and I’m all hormonal lately. I was uncharacteristically affectionate.

Then I got to the airport and said goodbye to Quinton.

Then there was no plane. But the lady at the counter LIED and swore we would be on schedule. We left 40 minutes late. I had slightly less than 40 minutes between connecting flights.

Then I got to Salt Lake City, ran like crazy to the far-away gate for my connecting flight to Spokane, only to reach it completely winded and be told that I needed to go back to where I came from and they would totally fix everything.

Then I went back, and was told I was on standby for a horribly-oversold flight in two hours, which also was going to be delayed.

Then I waited and panicked and they didn’t even bother to tell those of us on standby to go fuck ourselves. They boarded the rest of the people and then RAN AWAY AND HID. Not even subtly.

Then a whole bunch of even worse crap happened, and my bags (with every decent article of clothing that I own and all of my shoes and my favorite fleece blanket) are GONE, my options are ZERO and they tell me I should be deeply grateful that by undeserved luck, I was guaranteed a spot on a flight an entire day later.

I have to pay for a hotel myself, I have no way to get around town unless I want to ride the hotel/airport shuttle back and forth. And I have no clean clothes and no toothbrush.

I’m not really the type to cry in public, but all of Salt Lake City International saw my complete and total breakdown.

Oh, and to the woman at the counter at KCI who had the nerve to lie to us, yell at us for politely asking her to do her job, rudely dismissed the standby people without even bothering to inform them they wouldn’t be boarding the flight, then threw in a “Merry Christmas” and demanded applause once we boarded the plane: rot in hell.

PS: Delta lost a lot of customers today. I wasn’t the only one who had a disastrous day. SLC is full of people like me today.

Posted: 2:02 am · Category: Quinton, Rants, Stress · Comments: None

I’m back on the knitting wagon.

This morning, I finished The Best Scarf Ever just in time to give it to Quinton for his birthday. Today, I have started started a lace scarf pattern that I wanted to try out in hopes of improving my lace skillz.

I’m using the recommended Brown Sheep Cotton Fleece in “New Age Teal,” but I’m not impressed with it so far. It unravels too easily and it’s un-scarf-ly.

I also bought supplies for The Best Scarf Ever: The Next Generation. I envision a scarf with pockets, eliminating the need for gloves. It will be awesome.

Posted: 8:00 pm · Category: Crafty, Quinton · Comments: 3

The forms were filled out, the parents were pleaded with, my our lease application has been accepted, and Quinton and I are moving in together in August.

The plan is never to live with another female who’s not a relative ever again. Because seriously, girls are fucking nuts.

Posted: 10:20 am · Category: Apartment, Quinton · Comments: 2

My crowning achievement in life: convincing my boyfriend to write a song about monkeys for me.

Posted: 10:29 pm · Category: Quinton, Silly Things · Comments: 1

I’ve never been a long-term type of person. When something breaks, I know while I may not be able to fix it, I can certainly replace it. I’m good at replacing broken things with other things that’ll break soon enough themselves. I’ve always preferred risking new things to maintaining old things.

But to hell with that.

He asked me to marry him and I said yes. I’ve found something worth maintaining.

Posted: 9:44 pm · Category: Big Things, Quinton · Comments: 14