How's your asthma?
I'm a little wheezy this morning, but not terrible. I'm being stubborn and putting off the nebulizer, which is just stupid. Now that I type that I realize how stupid it is. It's just such a pain to pull out the machine, plug it in, and do all that. But, it'll make me feel better, so I should.
Tomorrow I'm free again. I'll work and have three doctor's appointments. If that doesn't exhaust me, I don't know what will! So, today I'm trying to take it easy...do some studying, work on my quilt, etc. I would clean, except that I'm afraid that kicking up dust is gonna trigger the asthma, so I'll hold off on that.
We had to neb the guy at the group home twice yesterday. Poor guy.
Andi, it's in South Euclid, only 9 blocks from the school I wanted and about 6 blocks from one of the branch libraries Greg works at.
That does sound great, and I'm such a West-sider that I don't think I have ever been in that bit....
I love many things about LiT beyond reason.
Totally read this as Long Island Iced Tea. Which, why do we say LIT when there are two i's?
Fay, anywhere in the States would be great. Though I'd find it a ginormous irony if I went to Britain and you came here.
vw, you're in my thoughts, honey. Tough stuff.
I was gonna start working on my quilt again, but the cat is so peacefully sleeping on it. I just hate to disturb her. Plus, I'm still a little shaky from the nebulizer. Probably better if I wait a bit...
I hope my bitch-blanket found its home safely. I'm starting to get worried, but am trying to tell myself that it could still be working its way through the post.
My bitch blanket is going in the mail tomorrow. I'm so excited!
yay for Deena
now much to do before matt comes home....
How's Princess TickyBox?? What's she doing? She getting into the make-up yet?
She's playing with her bugs in the kitchen while I finish getting ready for work--Paul has today off, so she'll be having a Daddy and Squeak day today.
I am crabby, crabby, crabby. I'm sick of being stuck inside. I'm sick of doing math. I'm sick of school. I'm sick of asthma. I'm sick of life. I'm sick of my sewing machine not working.
