The past few weeks have been great. My kids have been reasonably good, my husband has been reasonably good, my animals have been pure delights. My house is in order, I’ve been developing outlines in my head for future blogs, books, projects, etc. School started yesterday and although it was kind of yawny, it was fabulous, as well. Life has been good for 2 whole weeks (well, maybe 10 days, but who’s counting?)
KABOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!! Welcome back, Mercury Retrograde!
You have killed my internet connection on my 2nd day of ONLINE school, forcing me to use my cell’s connection, which is less than stellar. You have hidden the remote that controls the DVDs my daughters are screaming for and I can’t change the damn input on the TV without it. YOU. SUCK.
I was duped into a false sense of security. So, on Superbowl Sunday, I will be celebrating with my friends – not the winner or loser, but just that the FRICK FRACKING Mercury retrograde is OVER.
Until then, I am back in hiding. Please send beer and olives.
I never know exactly what I’m going to get when I make that call. Usually, its a run-down of everyone’s health concerns, but tonight it was all about the ice storms in the south. How there are trees down and no power, and she needs more clothes because she’s getting stinky and…
“Who is this? I don’t know who I’m talking to!” she cackled at me.
It was like 10 minutes into the phone call, so she really didn’t care who she was talking to. That’s why I love my Grandma, she’s just as crazy as me, only much more chatty.
I go back to school on Wednesday, and between now and then, I have to accomplish all the daily stuff I’ve been avoiding for the last two weeks… like grocery shopping and *ack* cleaning.
I have absolutely no idea what this semester entails, but I have to come up with a project. I’ll have more on that later, I’m sure.
So, my trip back home yesterday was amusing. Dr. Nightmare routed me past not one, but two cemetaries and in his quirky way, asked me at least once about wanting to visit a graveyard. He’s a little creepy at times, but he keeps me motivated, especially when he says to ignore the sounds coming from my trunk.
My weekend was great, though. Fun times with good friends. Its good to feel that independence that I know I have, but rarely get to display. I needed a boost of “you can do it!” and I certainly got it in the past few weeks.
So, back to the real world, full of books, cuddles and homework for half of my crew… including myself.