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Veteran's Day and an Etiquette Question
2002-04-28 - 8:04 a.m.
Grayness Personified
Let's see, where to start.... we got the front and side yards mowed yesterday (there really isn't enough of anything in the backyard to mow). We got stuff in the sideyard picked up and the back deck got washed and scrubbed. We even added 9 bags of rocks (about 25 pounds each) to the divet in the turnaround in the driveway. The bottom of the hole is gray and orange clay, so it never absorbs back into the ground, it just sits there.. and it's about ankle deep in some places. And while the rocks did displace some of the water so it will finally evaporate, it wasn't really enough, then of course, today it rains. God (or someone) just doesn't like us today). We also did some work on the inside, although it's not as clean and spotless as I want it to be, but it MAY have to do.
It's raining here today, and it matches how I feel physically and mentally. We've had a visit from a family member this weekend, so I let the diet slide, and with everything else going on, I didn't check my blood sugar like I should have. When I finally did get around to checking it last night, it was 186. Not good. This morning it was 136, so that's better, but still not where it's been hovering.
My mind says "It's not fair, I can't ever have a "whatever" weekend again!" The rest of me just sighs and decides slim fast for breakfast is the "right thing to do". Damn you Wilford Brimley.
We have to get the appraisal on the house to come in at 109, and while my love (and others who've never seen the place) are optimistic, I'm not so sure. The deal falls through if it's less than 109, and as you all know, I *want* this house probably more than I've wanted anything else in my life (with the exception of my love). And I hate the thought of packing up everything we own yet again, just to go back to an apartment after spending two years in a house.
Friday night at 10:45, we got a call from someone having an event yesterday, looking for an MOL. I really wish I could have helped him out. If we could have had more notice, or if the assessment was a week from now, I could have rearranged something and gone to help. I feel really bad that I couldn't do it, but we really had stuff we had to do, and our company who was helping with stuff all weekend was woefully unprepared. Like i said, had we had advance notice, it could have happened.
I know our living arrangements take precedence, but since I am an officer I feel like I let him down.
Geez.. my mood really is rather bleak today.
Okay, time for my yummy slimfast breakfast followed by mmy 1g of metformin. Ya'll enjoy the bacon, eggs, toast, cereal or whatever else it is you have for breakfast... I'll be the one sitting in the corner wondering if Slimfast comes in "Wendy's Double with Cheese hamburger" flavor.
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