Sunday, February 14, 2016

V-Day

J. and I ventured to Thunder Valley together.  We rarely go together...and today pretty much confirms why.

I am best as a solo gambler.  He plays tables and doesn't enjoy slots.  The smoke bothers him.  (I hardly notice and commented that the filtration system at this casino is far superior to Jackson).

It was crowded so we had to get a reservation for the cafe - and of course, I was on a machine that I felt was going to hit - but I cashed out and dutiful met J. at the cafe at the appointed time.  Nice lunch. But was so, so bummed to discover that in the 25 minutes we ate, the machine hit and someone else walked away with the $925 major jackpot. I almost texted him to say 'please come pick up the reservation tag and you go eat 'cuz I'm not leaving this machine'.  But he might not have heard the beep.

He said next time I 'have a feeling', just text him and tell him to go ahead and eat solo.  I just didn't feel right about doing that on Valentine's Day.

You never know.  I've played many other machines that close to hitting (typically hits by $1,000) and it can take a really long time.

But wow....does it really bum me out to feel so close and yet missed it.

I'm bummed.  And I lost most of my fun $ so I have no recourse but to live a 'regular', mundane life of working for a living - day after mind numbing day - for 7 or so additional years.

I feel depressed.  And I have to work tomorrow, too - 'cuz there's so much to do, I just have to bite the bullet and spend the holiday working.

Though having company on the drive to/from made the time go much faster so that was nice.  And the meal we shared (that was comped but actually cost $925) was good.

B. will be home in a couple weeks and he ordered his new golf clubs from his golf-pro friend so he's looking forward to playing lots of golf when he's home.  We are strategizing on how to deal with having one car for most of two weeks - he offered to rent a car but that just seems like a waste of money.  We've sketched out the calendar and I can use J.'s car when I have to be somewhere.  He'd rather not have B. driving that car in San Francisco anyway - so I'll get to drive it.  (Makes me nervous just thinking about it.  Sweaty palms).

Great TV on tonight and at least I can sleep in a smidge tomorrow -

Life is good.  I am so, so blessed.  I hope the person who won needed the money way more than we do...and I'm sure it made their day.  It would have made mine, too, but we still had a fun day and I did hit some jackpots towards the end that helped.  Though I put the money back with sort of a 'whatever' approach.  It's those 'whatever' days that are the hardest.

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