I haven't been writing anything personal for awhile, and that did just happen to be the whole point of this blog. Actually, most of the time I don't think I really have a point. Or at least I can't decide on just one. OK, I guess this is a work in progress and my blog is evolving. Yeah, that sounds plausible.
So about this morning -- I got up and made Scott a sandwich this morning and went to hang the bag on the doorknob (traditional method for making sure the lunch gets remembered) and there was already a lunch there. Scott was sweet to make his own lunch, but he forgot to tell me. So I could have stayed in bed. Oh well, I think Jason took it for his lunch, so the effort wasn't wasted.
Scott was taking Jason to work today, but they ended up coming back as he couldn't get out to the main road. I thought I could hear his Suburban up the road making a valiant effort, so I wasn't surprised to see them come back. He couldn't find his snow chains, so he ended up taking my van. I guess the front-wheel drive made it, because he didn't come back.
Ian and Christopher are out playing in the slush. Nevermind, Ian is out playing in the slush. Christopher came back in because Ian was throwing "snowballs" (slushballs, actually) at his face. Now Ian is back inside and they're fighting. Everyone got up early this morning. I'm so lucky not to have to be alone with my thoughts. :P
Cassandra and Mark moved out on Saturday. We got them groceries and stuff to help them get started. Then Mark lost his job because he was a temp and hurt his bad knee -- so they dropped him. So they've been out job hunting this week. I sure hope that things will work out for them. We can't afford to help them much more, and I really don't want them to end up back here -- as much as I love them. OK, well Cassandra just called and said he's starting work at some distribution center. I hope it will be a permanent job for him.
I would like nothing more than to soak in a hot bath right now, but I have to do some laundry so that I can put on some clean clothes when I get out. I feel so lazy/gross in my nightgown and robe in the daytime. I suppose that's a good thing, because it means that I'm in the habit of getting dressed first thing in the morning -- even if I do end up crawling back into bed until 11 am. At least if someone comes over, I can look like I was up. ;)
Oh, and Dr. S. really helped me out the other day. After we got some groceries, helped Cassandra and Mark and paid our bills, I didn't really have enough money to get my prescription. I didn't want to, but I thought I'd call Dr. S. and ask if I could get 2 weeks' worth of Lexapro samples. He gave me 7 weeks worth! What a nice guy. That will really help, and will save me about $120. I definitely need to send him a thank you card.
Posted by 2Flower at February 5, 2004 09:05 AM | TrackBack