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still hanging in
Apr. 20th, 2006 10:47 pm.
I haven't fallen off the ledge yet. Work continues apace -- even this coming Saturday, as it turns out. I have a key now, and should have direct deposit soon. Battles with recalcitrant publishing programs have given way to battles with even more recalcitrant printing stock. 110 pound cards that the machine refuses to pick up (and to which the repairman just says "there's your problem right there," as if that solves anything). Round labels that only want to crawl inside the machine and curl up in the corner and die. I get so tired.
Sarah can now open the back door of the station wagon; a new milestone. She makes us proud. She's just getting bigger and bigger and more capable, showing development in learning letters and numbers. If only she didn't get hyperemotional and clingy at bedtime. We're there for her, but it's our lowest energy time of the day, and she really pours it on.
Dad has sold the parental home in Texas, where he and Mom have lived for the past couple of decades, as far as I can recall. He's all set for the big move to Michigan's upper peninsula. I need to think of stuff to have people set aside for me, but trying to do so makes me brain-tied. I have to be there to have any thoughts on the subject, and that's out of the question. Maybe if I call and ask him to just describe the contents of every room I'll be able to come up with something.
Looking forward to a visit soon.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
geckoman is due to swing by here with a bunch of Pogo books I'm buying from a friend of his. It'll be good to fill in the Pogo library, but even better to see my pal from Virginia. No, I'm not ordering books I don't need just to see an old friend! It's not a bad idea, though...
Anyway, I'm postponing bedtime for this. Not for long.
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I haven't fallen off the ledge yet. Work continues apace -- even this coming Saturday, as it turns out. I have a key now, and should have direct deposit soon. Battles with recalcitrant publishing programs have given way to battles with even more recalcitrant printing stock. 110 pound cards that the machine refuses to pick up (and to which the repairman just says "there's your problem right there," as if that solves anything). Round labels that only want to crawl inside the machine and curl up in the corner and die. I get so tired.
Sarah can now open the back door of the station wagon; a new milestone. She makes us proud. She's just getting bigger and bigger and more capable, showing development in learning letters and numbers. If only she didn't get hyperemotional and clingy at bedtime. We're there for her, but it's our lowest energy time of the day, and she really pours it on.
Dad has sold the parental home in Texas, where he and Mom have lived for the past couple of decades, as far as I can recall. He's all set for the big move to Michigan's upper peninsula. I need to think of stuff to have people set aside for me, but trying to do so makes me brain-tied. I have to be there to have any thoughts on the subject, and that's out of the question. Maybe if I call and ask him to just describe the contents of every room I'll be able to come up with something.
Looking forward to a visit soon.
geckoman is due to swing by here with a bunch of Pogo books I'm buying from a friend of his. It'll be good to fill in the Pogo library, but even better to see my pal from Virginia. No, I'm not ordering books I don't need just to see an old friend! It's not a bad idea, though...Anyway, I'm postponing bedtime for this. Not for long.
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