Reflex Update
Dec. 5th, 2007 06:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
devilgrrlSo it'll be a week tomorrow. I can't believe that. I don't remember much of the last week, so it seems like it just happened yesterday. Ma's going to Rhode Island tomorrow to spend the day with my grandfather so he doesn't have to be alone. I'll be teaching her classes and Cheryl's on Friday. I guess it will be nice to end the week in the Art Dept. It's at least something I know how to do instead of, say, maths.
I'm so cold. I can't get our heat to work right. I need to call the landlord or get a space heater or something. I don't want to know how bad the electric bill will be this month.
My stomach hurts. I still don't really feel like eating and it's still kind of a crap shoot if I'm going to get sick or not. It's not even like I feel hungry; it's more I just have a stomach ache and I feel queasy all the time. I had a bagel this afternoon that mostly stayed down, as opposed to yesterday when I had a mozzarella and basil sandwich that didn't. It's funny, the half I ate in the afternoon made me sick, but the other half I had at dinner was ok, as far as things go.
I started working on the eulogy last night and then promptly cried for 15 minutes in the bathroom. That and the poor, soggy cat are kind of my default ok to break down locations. The shower's a close third. I'll look at it again over the week-end, probably. I'm sure it will need editing.
I need to get a black cardigan and I need to get my black dress dry cleaned in the next two weeks. Two weeks from today, I'll be married a year. Fifty-four weeks ago, we were just arriving at my reception. Two weeks today would have been my grandparents' 62nd. anniversary. Two weeks from today, I'll be reading her eulogy. It should have been a happy week-end. A week ago, she was still alive. Tomorrow, her ashes will probably come back from the funeral home. I don't know what I'll do tomorrow.
As a post-note, I got my IUD two years ago today. I just remembered what else this date meant.
I'm so cold. I can't get our heat to work right. I need to call the landlord or get a space heater or something. I don't want to know how bad the electric bill will be this month.
My stomach hurts. I still don't really feel like eating and it's still kind of a crap shoot if I'm going to get sick or not. It's not even like I feel hungry; it's more I just have a stomach ache and I feel queasy all the time. I had a bagel this afternoon that mostly stayed down, as opposed to yesterday when I had a mozzarella and basil sandwich that didn't. It's funny, the half I ate in the afternoon made me sick, but the other half I had at dinner was ok, as far as things go.
I started working on the eulogy last night and then promptly cried for 15 minutes in the bathroom. That and the poor, soggy cat are kind of my default ok to break down locations. The shower's a close third. I'll look at it again over the week-end, probably. I'm sure it will need editing.
I need to get a black cardigan and I need to get my black dress dry cleaned in the next two weeks. Two weeks from today, I'll be married a year. Fifty-four weeks ago, we were just arriving at my reception. Two weeks today would have been my grandparents' 62nd. anniversary. Two weeks from today, I'll be reading her eulogy. It should have been a happy week-end. A week ago, she was still alive. Tomorrow, her ashes will probably come back from the funeral home. I don't know what I'll do tomorrow.
As a post-note, I got my IUD two years ago today. I just remembered what else this date meant.
