Good Thing I'm Sitting Down

K is at a wedding, so the Hubs and I went out for dinner instead of ordering in our usual China food, and if that wasn't weird enough, while we were eating, he said that if there's someplace I'd like to go for a few days (like we went to Gettysburg last year), that would be nice. And as if that wasn't enough of a shocker, he even said it would be nice to visit the Chum, who has invited us to visit her in Maine every summer for the last, oh, maybe twenty years or so.

Now, I don't know if that would work or is even a good idea, but sometimes, it's like he forgets how weird he really is and passes as a regular person for awhile.

I did a whole lot of running around this morning, Costco and BJ's, and nobody sells Ivory Soap; what's up with that? I went to Barnes and Noble and apparently there are no copies of Tim Russert's book left to sell in America, which kind of didn't surprise me. The publisher is out of stock. I started reading one of those very strange Jasper Fforde books last night, and you know, they are strange. I had tried listening to the first one once and couldn't get through it, and now I think I have to pass on the second one, too. I do have lots of other things to read, but I can't decide what, and I watched my movie today, which was The Kite Runner and it was excellent and very moving and have tissues handy. I could also clean off my desk and pay some bills, but that's really more of a Sunday morning activity. I may just select a movie at random from the DVD shelf and see where that takes me.

I also went to the therapist today and re-lived my whole week for her, which was not such a good week, mostly, and that was very draining. As is the ten-day headache at this point.

Waiting for my sister to call me back; you know how that goes ...



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