Well, the headace from hell came and went. This morning TOM has visited, 2 weeks later than regular. Headache explained. You’d think Steve was gonna have a period as nasty as he was yesterday. He was so mad he decided to chop wood and a piece flew up and hit him right above his eye and bent his glasses up. This is the short version minus the cussing. Today we hit Walmart to see if there is anything they can do to bend them back in shape.
I have 6 packages to mail today. I need to take library books back. My antibiotics should be ready at Walmart. We have a house to clean. I need to hear from the BOA lady so we can fax those papers (I swear we loose everything we touch). The fax number is gone. AND I need to go to the grocery store.
Sometimes I wonder why I even write this stuff down.
My coffee is ready – the flowers out front are blooming. We called them Rose of Sharon when I was a kid. I just know the big blooms are lovely. I’ve run down my thank you’s, sent prayers for specific people and my friends in general, and laughed at the dog. He scratches his itchies then smells his toenails. I don’t know why that’s so funny, but it is. It’s really just another day. I’d like to be knitting instead of cleaning house, but we need to clean the house :0) I have tucked some money away for G some school clothes. I got Steve a pair of shoes. AND I have utility money. If we could just have one more house to clean…whoops, there is that extra wishin’ creeping in. Right now, in this moment – which is what we have – everything is fine.