First of all, my sister and brother released an album.
Their name is Hearses Don't Hurry, and here's the link to their single:
Gaslight
The album is called Shiver, and is available on iTunes, which is pretty neat.
Hearses Don't Hurry Facebook page
Hearses Don't Hurry Bandcamp page
It's pretty awesome and you should listen to it! This is so neat, Tracy!
Mom and Marty left for France, and I already feel the need to call her and ask stupid questions, but thankfully Tracy is willing to field those for me. They'll be there for a long visit and Tracy and I get to go visit them. If you were hoping to visit them too, that's too bad because they already have enough visits planned, so you'll just have to go and cook yourself an egg!
Sunday I went to see The Dark Crystal with Sarah, who had never seen the movie. She said we should go see it together just because she saw I was excited about it. 💓 It was neat to see the movie in the theater with people of all ages, and to find new appreciation for it from a different perspective.
I had a bunch of interesting meetings on Monday, including one about interesting concepts of trading some job duties. It was neat to see what duties people volunteered for, in addition to what they wanted to get rid of.
My favorite massage therapist is now doing home visits, so she came and worked on my feet for a completely reasonable price and I'm so thrilled to have her back. She's looking for more clients, so let me know if you're interested. What a treat to not have to go anywhere after a massage.
My class was interesting as always, with some neat conversations, and afterwards I ran into many people I don't see often, and they all seemed very happy to see me, which felt really nice. Then I saw my therapist, and talked to her about this frustrating problem of not being able to incorporate information well. I have all the pieces, they just do not seem to connect. I see this as a failing of mine, but she said something kinder and fairer than I had considered. She thinks I keep so many things in my brain at once that I'm bound to drop some, and we talked about how to put some of those down.
Yesterday it was cold and rainy with a threat of snow, and I went to the dentist and was told my teeth look immaculate, which I never thought I'd hear from a dentist ever. I still got my teeth cleaned- no waiver on that. My neighbor got to the laundry room before me and thwarted my evening plans so I was free to meet A&N for sushi. I even managed to avoid hyperglycemia.
I got a one hour weather delay for work today, and felt like I accomplished a lot, even though there's a lot more to go. I asked to work late, but my boss said the roads were too bad already and sent me home with an invitation to come in if I'd like to this weekend.
One of the maintenance guys came by today and completed my workorder list:
- Tighten the shower faucet
- Unclog the bathroom sink
- Replace the bathroom light bulbs
- Change the smoke detector batteries
- Change the air filter
- Retrieve the chocolate bar that fell between the oven and the counter
It's been snowing nonstop for hours and I was happy to reschedule dinner with friends rather than potentially wreck my car, so I sat at home and watched a movie, did laundry, and cooked my own dinner.
Gus had a really hard day today. His adoptive mom wouldn't let him eat the freshly hawked up hairball on the carpet, and then she made him go pee in the wet snow. Midway through his daily nap, he was woken up for what he thought would be a long walk in the sun, but instead was put into the evil car and driven to the vet. He tried to hide under his mom's arm, but he got a shot anyway. Then he came home in the evil car and found a strange person working in the bathroom. That freaked him out a little, but then the smoke detectors were making a really loud, scary noise and that was worse. Later, his mean mom carried him way out into the snow and wouldn't let him come back in until he pooped. He finally got to eat dinner, but not as much as he wanted, and he gets stabbed in the neck every time he eats anyway. After dinner, he was curled up all comfy on the couch when the cat started batting his nose. He doesn't like being picked up, he doesn't like the car, and he doesn't like the snow, and he had to deal with that unpleasantness all day. As a final humiliation, he was sleeping soundly in his comfy spot when he was woken up, carried outside, and put directly into deep snow because his mom didn't realize how deep it was, and then she laughed at him and carried him further out to a spot where you could still see the ground.
Thankfully, now he's safe and warm and in for the night, and looking forward to better adventures tomorrow.
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