Six o’clock, 7 o’clock, 8:47. I got up. It wasn’t too long, though, before I went back to bed. I had to. Heating pad and lying on my back. I dozed off an d on for an hour or so, then got up “fer reals.” I had clafoutis to make.
I know I’m not “supposed” to do many things, but I do them anyway. However, I am careful and cautious. The back pack loaded with my laptop and books? I carry it. Lunch bag (because a box is too damn small) loade
d with a hydro flask of hot coffee, a hydro flask with seltzer water, plus food? I carry it. My “satchel” (purse) with wallet, etc? I carry it. I usually carry them all at the same time to avoid numerous trips. The point here being, today I vacuumed. I cleaned the bathroom that the kids missed cleaning. Then I painted a birthday sign. Then I made clafoutis.
On my way to pick up Maggie, I noticed “the scene”: Street lamps and telephone poles; business signs and colorful plastic banner flags to capture people’s attention. Homely buildings. It is all so ugly. I picked her up at 2 and got home (all within 40 minutes – w
e made it in 46) in time to get the clafoutis out of the oven. She dressed for her party and helped me hang the sign for my buddy, then I took her to her party. Driving hurts. I miss the heated seats of the Mercedes because it was like a heating pad when my back hurt then, but it isn’t smart to go off-road in a Mercedes (the way I drive), so I traded it for the Mazda.
Chris showed up and we celebrated his birthday with coffee & desserts. He also made it possible to see my MRI results. I can tell with the shots are of, but I don’t know how to identify what’s wrong with me. We talked for a couple of hours and soon it was time for me to pick up Maggie from her party.
She and I headed “down the hill” to look into some stuff for the house before my sister gets here. We have a lot o fun together, that girl and I, with her walking around stores in her onesie elephant costume. I bought her a froyo and we headed home.
Pictures: Happy Birthday!; MRI
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