![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kip_w.
Quite a week. I earned some money on Monday, worked up a letterhead, logo and invoice on Tuesday, edited a newsletter on some other days. On Wednesday, Aunt Linda called and said she and her friend John would be in the area, so over several calls, we worked out a time to get together. On Thursday, I went for a physical, as a result of which I'll have head surgery. Just trying to be like![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
armoire_man, I guess, only in my case it's just outpatient surgery to have an irritating ingrown hair bump taken off my dome.
Friday morning, we had breakfast with Linda and John. Friday afternoon was the Wiggles concert. Friday evening I was calling the Damnable Credit Union about the ATM card they stole, and calling my bank about a replacement. Saturday morning we took Cathy's car to the shop (at which point, mine started showing the SERVICE ENGINE SOON light), and Cathy and I took Sarah out for the biscuit and I got a temporary replacement ATM card until my regular one shows up later this week.
Somewhere in there, a DVD arrived from England, with a silent Bonzo cartoon on it. Yay!
Later on Saturday,enegim appeared at our door, having mailed to let me know she would be in the area, and we had a nice visit, during which time Sarah went into hyperactive "look at me! NOW!" mode with no letup.
On Sunday, we rested somewhat. I took Sarah out for breakfast at Panera's, then we shopped a bit. Came home, had lunch, and I went upstairs and crashed for a while. After that, Sarah and I went outside with the intent of walking all the way to Mittineague Park, but got sidetracked on seeing Brett and Raisa at Danielle's house, so I more or less stood around while Sarah focused on other kids, eventually pulling out the cell phone to chat with my middle sister a while.
So. Busy, busy. Oh yeah, the engine light was only on for that one trip, but we're keeping an eye on it. I'll be driving to Springfield today to get a part for my brand-new weed whacker, which I carelessly bumped on hard surfaces instead of on grass. Now I know better.
And this morning, I sat down and tried to write a little bit of a story I plotted out years ago. The Palisades Park story.
.
Quite a week. I earned some money on Monday, worked up a letterhead, logo and invoice on Tuesday, edited a newsletter on some other days. On Wednesday, Aunt Linda called and said she and her friend John would be in the area, so over several calls, we worked out a time to get together. On Thursday, I went for a physical, as a result of which I'll have head surgery. Just trying to be like
armoire_man, I guess, only in my case it's just outpatient surgery to have an irritating ingrown hair bump taken off my dome.Friday morning, we had breakfast with Linda and John. Friday afternoon was the Wiggles concert. Friday evening I was calling the Damnable Credit Union about the ATM card they stole, and calling my bank about a replacement. Saturday morning we took Cathy's car to the shop (at which point, mine started showing the SERVICE ENGINE SOON light), and Cathy and I took Sarah out for the biscuit and I got a temporary replacement ATM card until my regular one shows up later this week.
Somewhere in there, a DVD arrived from England, with a silent Bonzo cartoon on it. Yay!
Later on Saturday,
enegim appeared at our door, having mailed to let me know she would be in the area, and we had a nice visit, during which time Sarah went into hyperactive "look at me! NOW!" mode with no letup. On Sunday, we rested somewhat. I took Sarah out for breakfast at Panera's, then we shopped a bit. Came home, had lunch, and I went upstairs and crashed for a while. After that, Sarah and I went outside with the intent of walking all the way to Mittineague Park, but got sidetracked on seeing Brett and Raisa at Danielle's house, so I more or less stood around while Sarah focused on other kids, eventually pulling out the cell phone to chat with my middle sister a while.
So. Busy, busy. Oh yeah, the engine light was only on for that one trip, but we're keeping an eye on it. I'll be driving to Springfield today to get a part for my brand-new weed whacker, which I carelessly bumped on hard surfaces instead of on grass. Now I know better.
And this morning, I sat down and tried to write a little bit of a story I plotted out years ago. The Palisades Park story.
.
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2006-08-25 01:53 am (UTC)Oh, yeah, that's always the way. While we have one car out of service with the water pump, the battery on the other one fell apart. That's right. It didn't just die; it fell apart.
no subject
Date: 2006-08-26 01:33 am (UTC)At the answering service, I could see for myself that everybody starts to feel symptoms of illness at the end of the day, particularly Friday. That's when the doctor boards would start to light up. I've been on the other side of it, too, and it's my opinion that we suppress these things and endure them until the end of the working day, then they come in and crush us.
Much the way I could sing and dance on stage, then as I walked to the Green Room, my back got weaker with each step, until I coudln't hold myself up any longer. You do what you have to do!