- Rob has finally stopped barfing. There has been no necessity for hospitalization. Most excellent. He is slowly getting back to his cute self. Tonight he’s actually eating solid food (mashed potatoes! food of the gods).
- I apparently missed a doctor’s appointment today. The slip of paper I have says October 27th on it, but maye that 7 is actually a 1? I will have to call them up tomorrow and reschedule.
- The dogs are losing their baby teeth. They look a bit like little hillbillies with their gap-toothed little puppy grins. I JUST LOVE THEM SO MUCH.
- One of my kids does his tests on his computer and then prints them out via his SD card. Somehow today between finishing his test and going to the printer, his sd card was missing. That wasn’t optimal for him.
- I ordered this wig the other day. In that colour. It’s always a crapshoot, hoping that whatever I’ve ordered is actually suitable.
- Yesterday morning I was getting ready to leave for work. I had an all-day meeting at the Department so I was hurrying because I had to leave earlier than usual. And at 7:30, there came a knock on the door. There was a guy standing there, looking at me. “Uh, hey, we’re here to reshingle your roof. You need to move all this stuff away from the house”. GEE THANKS A LOT LANDLORD FOR LETTING US KNOW THIS IN ADVANCE. “Okay… what stuff?” “Oh, everything on your patio, your garbage cans, your plants, anything else that’s near the house”. So there went Rob and I, me half-dressed, him ready to puke, lifting planters and moving motorcycles and hauling things around the backyard.
- I got to my meeting in Charlottetown and realized that I wasn’t wearing my engagement ring. Wedding ring, yes. Engagement ring, no. I ransacked the car, searched through all my pockets and bags, shook all my books… nothing. And there was no way for me to get ahold of Rob – no long distance calls on Department phones, and no computers available. So for 9 hours, I panicked. I figured that it had fallen off outside when we were dragging things about outside and if that was the case there was very little chance that we would find it again. I drove home trying to figure out a way to break it to my husband. And I walked in the door, and Rob said “Oh hey! I found your engagement ring in the bed this morning! Weird.” At which point I fell over.
- Meetings meetings meetings after work all the time, plus grades are due soon, and I have like 190 (no joke) tests to correct and it can get to be a bit overwhelming. But I love this job, so it’s okay.
I’m sure there are more things going on but at the moment I need to settle down with a pen and put my feet on my husband and get to marking.