I Have Got A PLAN

Oh boy oh boy oh boy. I got it. And here's what I'm getting:

On my right forearm, close to my wrist but not over any of those pesky veins, and running parallel to the length of my arm, que sera, sera. The whole thing will be maybe an inch long, perhaps a bit longer. I need to be careful about where it goes on my right arm because I'm always getting IV's and stuff stuck in there, and damned if I want to have a tattoo that keeps getting punched into by some medical procedure.

Then. On the back of my left leg, just above the ankle, the single word imagine., all lower case in a typewriter font, with a period at the end of it. Also not more than in inch across.

I would like these to be not black, if possible, but I do think that four purple tattoos borders on the oddly obsessive, so I'll ask about other colors. I'm going to go in tomorrow and make an appointment, or possibly two, to have them done separately. I definitely want to get the arm tattoo next week, when I'm off of work, but I don't want the other one to interfere with my pedicure schedule (how awful do I sound?), so I'd like to get that one done the day after my next pedi, which is May 1, so I'll have three weeks before I have to soak my leg in the pedi tub again.

I like this. This is a good decision. This A Good Plan. (And both of these are inexpensive, fast tattoos.)

School was very busy again today, since it was the final day in the library for the kids' blog projects, which are turning out to be adorable.

Speaking of having next week off, I have not scheduled a million doctors' appointments, as I usually do when I'm off. All I have is the therapist again on Tuesday and the podiatrist Friday morning. Now I want to work the tattoo in there, and otherwise, all I really have to do is clean up the house some -- not as big a project as it used to be, since I'm keeping up with it more. And take some walks, if I can. The weather has been amazing this week, but is not predicted to be the same next, but I guess I can put a jacket back on (ugh) and get out there some, as long as it isn't raining.

One of the things the therapist asked me about yesterday was my feeling about retirement, which anyone who has read five minutes here knows very well. She wanted to know if I was apprehensive about retirement, if I'm concerned that I'll be isolated, and so on. UH-UH! I will be so content to drift from one thing to another, to do what I'm motivated to do at the moment, and watch ten hours of The Odd Couple on DVD the next day. (I seriously plan to catch up on a lot of movies and other DVDs when I retire.) Every day off is just retirement practice, as far as I'm concerned, and next week is so far shaping up like a nice peaceful week. (I shouldn't say that, should I; it's tempting the evil eye.)



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