Good Grief!

It isn't even 9:00 am yet! How can that be? It's been a whole day since I woke up this morning! (Or maybe it just feels like a whole day.)

After I posted last night and the kid got home, I settled down and was not insane. I had four White Castle cheeseburgers and slept relatively well. I was smiley again by the time I went to sleep.

K says I have to "stop doing this to her." (She said it nicely.) I pointed out that this is not fun for me either. All she had to do was mention the time this session was meeting and I would have been fine. (Not to mention that after six last night, the Hubs asked me if K had a late class or something. FIRST TIME EVER I have seen evidence of him being worried about someone being late, so I wasn't making it up. Usually, his calmness in these situations is good for me, but last night, even he was developing a sense of concern.)

Anyway, I was fine. More to talk to Ginny the Therapist about after school today.

This morning when the alarm went off, I said -- out loud -- "OH, NO," as in "Oh, no, I am not doing that." But I did, I had the first shower this morning, so I had no option but to get up and do it. I hadn't taken my clothes out last night, or made lunch for today, or even thought about the oatmeal. (One of my goals is to make it quick and easy, and another is to eat it out of the same container I make it in. I do have a small microwave rice cooker someplace; I have to look for it. That may be the plan. Or something. I have done this before, and properly; I just don't remember how I did it.)

But I'm here. I think I'll dash out during the second midterm exam period and pick up a sandwich at Subway, since the cafeteria is closed today.

We're waiting on a possible storm for tomorrow which would keep us home, or at least give us a delayed opening for school. Or not, since they would rather distribute Jim Jones Kool-Aid to all staff and students before calling a snow day, which means, they do not want to this. It has to do with state funding and stuff. Back in the day, when a snow day decision was up to the FIL, the Hubs would say that his father would rather see the whole family axe-murdered than call a snow day.

I actually did finish a book yesterday; I read Beedle the Bard, Rowling's collection of wizard fairy tales. I thought it was very cute, actually, and there are a couple of stories in there I could see telling children. I'm still working on a new book to read. I've put aside Jonathan Strange until I get my eyes fixed, which I'm guessing now is likely to be within the next five years or so. I keep seeing commercials for some new kind of contact lens that is just for my kind of vision, but I've been told before that I can't wear contacts, so I don't suppose I'd get a different answer if I asked now. My eyes are prone to inflammation and my right eye doesn't lubricate itself properly because the tear duct is partially affected by the paralysis on that side of my face. So no contacts for me. I sure would love to try them, though.



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