I'm cramming food in my face because I need to be at the travel clinic in 30 minutes, and they told me to come with a full stomach in case of any reactions. Which sounds kind of ominous?

shrift, it may just be like "some people get all weird and fainty when they get shots, and you're less likely to do that if you have a decent blood sugar going on"?

msbelle, you are loved and adored, and I'm sorry that you're going through a rough patch. It might not help, but you should know that I would have never gotten through my move without you. I wish I was closer, but I'm only a phone call away. Much love to you.

Laura, I hope I have as much time with my parents as you've had with your mom. Being closer to mine was a huge factor in moving back.

And I'm happy, weirdly so. For the first time in 2+ years I have a home again.

connie, you and DH are constantly in my thoughts and prayers.

I'm still waiting to hear about whether or not I got the job for next year. This waiting is driving me crazy.

meara, I suspect you are right.

Other than getting the shots, that was kind of fun. My travel nurse was a hoot. I need to take an oral prescription for Typhoid before I leave, and I have prescriptions for malaria and altitude sickness while I'm there. Plus antibiotics just in case.

That's plenty of adulting for one day. Now I shall eat this chocolate-dipped almond macaroon.

I'm off to SLC again. This time I get in eay and will have kick around time. Not sure what to do.

I've been having thinky thoughts about my mom. She lived with us her last 11 years. Only the last 5ish were health challanged. Since she died, I have changed out a good chunk of furniture, have moved, and am finally considering a new car. The Mustang is great in the summer. It completely impractical the rest of the year. I know I'll have my memories but losing the physical reminders is rougher than I thought it would be.

Now I'm dusting everything to try to avoid stress. (There's a good deal at Target this week -- if you've got enough coupons, you can get three of those Swiffer duster things, pay $7.47, and get a $10 Target gift card. So I got three, donated two, and am now dusting all the things. Or, well, most of the things. Some of the things are under other things.)

We're in the middle of trying to figure out what to do with my In-Laws. They have never saved any money, spend like sailors and DH's dad quit working at 62, so his SS is low. His mom works as an aide at a school, but doesn't make a lot of money. They rent a house that his sister owns,m but can't even make their cheap rent. She wants us to chip in and start paying sme of their bills, but DH left home at 16, put himself through college and had not taken a penny from them ever. he doesn't want to contribute, but he doesn't want his sisters and brother to shoulder the whole burden either. It's hard.

I'm having a fucking burger for lunch. And I'm going to make sure there's enough fat in there it doesn't even remotely spike my blood sugar. My job for the past three days has been intensely boring.