Welcome to Tuesday

and welcome home cosmic and the empress! Now, can we make an official rule of some sort: nobody get sick! Okay, now that that's settled.

Okay, let's see now. I was out this morning -- I'll get back to that -- and when I got home there was a message from my vice-principal, which indicated that things were all f--d up, as usual. I called her back, the upshot of which was that I had to go into school this afternoon. I wasn't there long, but this v.p. is veeerrry strange, and I had to spend too much time in her company. (About ten minutes.) With any luck, I did straighten something out, something that was supposed to be taken care of in January, but never was, and about which I left strict instructions so that it could be done during the summer without me. Unfortunately, the buck got passed to the v.p. without any of the accompanying information, and so. I also got my "Welcome back to school!" letter over the weekend, which did not brighten my spirits, because they are all fucking crazy there. (I know, where is my consistency?)

Tomorrow I am hopefully going to the shoe outlet to get some new walking shoes as well as to my sister's jeweler, finally, to check the integrity of my grandmother's diamond ring (that yes, I will wear every day once I know the setting is secure) and to get a sturdier chain for the neat diamond circle thingy the Hubs gave me for our anniversary. So that's a day with the Sibs, which should be nice.

What's bumming me today is my visit to the doctor this morning, and if you're not up to TMI, this is the time to escape. I happen to like this doctor very much; he's the guy who took out my appendix last year. I went to him for ... removal of ... something embarrassing, which it turned out was not my problem. I have a different problem. He wants me to medicate this new problem for two weeks in a couple of ways and then go back to see him, and if my problem has not been solved, the answer is surgery. YUCK. It would be outpatient surgery and clearly not serious, but first, I do not want surgery on this particular part of my body for any number of valid reasons, and also I don't want to take time off from work right after the school year starts. I suppose I should have gone to see him two weeks ago, but how was I supposed to know that? So I am very bummed by that.

And there you go. Too much TMI? Sorry. I promise less tomorrow. Tomorrow I'll talk about jewelry and feet.

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