I woke up early this morning, around 0630. I did a few errands, including grocery shopping. I needed some more powerade and it was on sale this week. After that, I got dressed and went to Starbucks for breakfast and coffee. They just came out with a NEW Brazil coffee and oh my god, is it good! It’s like drinking chocolate milk! I love it. I bought a bag of the old Brazil because I didn’t want to run out. My summer coffee will the new Brazil, iced! I am so happy I have a coffee that I like again.
I did some writing but then I got really sleepy. Taking pain medication before leaving the house will do that. So I went to the meat market and got some burgers for dinner tonight. I really wanted to buy cod but it was way too expensive. I bought it a few weeks ago when it was only around eight dollars. Now it was between thirteen and fourteen dollars! My mother would have killed me if I bought it. So I didn’t.
On the way to the Square, my father’s doctor’s office called with his lab results. Not good. He has to stop taking his medication for a few days and then go back to taking it on Sunday. UGH. My little plan of doing nothing didn’t work. I hope they call the lab that goes to his apartment so I don’t have to take him to the lab like I did yesterday.
I was in a foul mood when I came home. Everything was annoying me. The hamper that I need to clean out was bugging me and overwhelming me. My foot hurt really bad, the bad one, not the one I banged up. I was tired. I felt like I could cry. I didn’t cry but I just took an Ativan and went to sleep. Then the text messages and phone calls kept coming in. For crying out loud!! My sister called saying there was no power at the school and would I be available to pick up my niece should they cancel school. I said I would. She said she would text me if I needed to pick her up. And wouldn’t you know, everyone and their mother decided to text me after that point. It was all my Twitter stuff. I get text messages from the people I follow and they were tweeting up a storm. Fucking figures. Then I was getting retweets and favorites for the tweets that I sent out. I get text messages for those as well. I should have just shut the phone off but my luck, my sister would have texted me and I would have missed it. I fell asleep after the mayhem, for an hour or two. I still am tired but I think that is because I haven’t had lunch yet. I just had the rest of a vegan chocolate chip cookie that was left over from last night’s dinner. It was good but it wasn’t enough to fill me up. I will be eating dinner with my mother soon, which is why I was hoping the cookie would stave off the hunger for a little while.
My sister was telling me a story last night. They are building a new condo place down the street from me. The construction people are having difficulty because it’s all slate rock. Now there has been talk of blasting the place so they can dig deeper to build an underground garage. That is crazy. How can they blow up something in a residential neighborhood?? I really don’t want to hear the explosions. I will protest it. I am the one that has to hear the noise because I don’t work and am home more than half the time. I remember when I was working at the hospital, the people across the street did the same thing. They blasted their way to get to do what they need to do. The noise was awful. And I am sure it was no good for the patients. This went on for several days. I hated it. It sounded like a war zone or something. I really hope it doesn’t happen in my neighborhood. It will really suck.
My mother will be cooking! YAY! I hate cooking. I don’t mind the actual cooking part, I just HATE the clean up part.
I just got a retweet on my blog that I wrote last night. It was about my suicidal self being expressed. Apparently, I just need to find god and he will “save me”. I also need to take my responsibilities seriously. Whatever.
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