Third of Three

I'm working on a three day headache. Funny, though, it's not a killer headache, nor does it seem to be sinus-related. Just a headache I can't shake. All I want to do is sleep a lot, and I've been sleeping better, but still not enough.

So, first, Idol. You can't imagine how annoyed K and I are. We watched Lost, and set the DVR for Idol. Which was scheduled to be on from 8.00 to 10.00. So that's what recorded, but of course, it was a live show and went over, so when we watched it after Lost, fast forwarding to the reveal, we had no reveal. Nuthin'. We had to read who wom on the Internet. We were not amused, and I do not feel kindly disposed to watching Idol next year. But we liked the season ender for Lost.

They made some adjustment on the hearing aids today -- I went at lunchtime -- and there is some improvement, although not total. This audiologist -- and apparently, the technician at the hearing aid manufacturer -- are totally committed to getting this to work. That's some comfort, for sure. But all I really want is to put the hearing aids on the morning and take them off at night. That's the idea, that they're part of you and you don't think about them. The last few hours have been a little closer to that, anyway.

R is moving tomorrow. Her boss gave her the day off, which was awfully nice. I'm going as soon as school is over; I don't know yet about K. She's at school today, but has no classes tomorrow. She only has three days of classes left next week and then this summer session is over! That went fast.

The Hubs has caught the cold that I had a few weeks ago and K had last week; I'm expecting him home from work any minute and then I'll see how he is. He said last night he might even stay home from work today, but he didn't. I think he's taken three sick days in the nearly 30 years we've been married. My favorite was when he had a terrible sunburn, sun poisoning, really, on his thighs -- we had been sailing on the Hudson River the day before in a friend's sailboat -- and his skin was so blistered, he couldn't get pants on. So he stayed home. Another time, he had wisdom teeth out and they gave him painkillers and told him not to take them and drive, so he didn't take them and went to work, and was in agony, but he didn't miss a day.

As for me, I see that whole sick-days thing differently. Which you know.

So the SCM was not there today, and will be out tomorrow, because he has a second home in Vermont and it's so far away! It's not worth it to go just for the three day weekend! I've heard people say this for years, you know, they have a house at the shore and the traffic is so terrible, I have to go the day before! Yeah, okay. Dude, you have two houses, you've already got the advantage. Nobody is feeling sorry for you.

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The Hubs is home, and is feeling much better than last night, just a stuffy nose now. Which is good, because I felt terrible asking someone at death's door to carry a TV to the car for me, but I did, and we decided that he'll do it in the morning, since I basically fall asleep here with the TV on, and this'll be better than bringing up the little TV from the basement. I should be coming home from R's tomorrow night with her TV, slightly bigger and with working closed captioning, and she'll have this one, a bit smaller for a smaller room. The only condition is that if the one I'm giving her dies, I buy her a new TV, since the one she's giving me is less than a year old. Which works out, since if I had bought a new one for myself, I would have bought a bigger one than I'd end up buying for her. All clear now?

It's after seven now, so I'd better get my call in to the Sibs.

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