Shockingly enough, Dad appears to be recovering a bit. He's not at 100%, but he's maybe at 70% of where he was last week, which is far better than he was over the weekend. He's doing so well the hospital is considering discharging him tomorrow or Thursday.

That's great! I hope he stays on this trajectory.

Owning a house does mean a lot of extra expenses and work, but the trade-off is that you're building equity. I think it makes sense for some and doesn't make sense for some. Now that our house is paid off, I'm glad we bought, but there will be some big expenses coming up (like the driveway, ugh).

Stuck in the circular hell of "I'm sorry, we don't have an account matching this id info" and "I'm sorry, this id info is already associated with an account" thanks to the fucking company changing hand twice in the past 6 months. Gonna have to fucking call.

I hate everything.

Despite having taken a pill and slept for 11 hours, I still have a migraine. And a meeting I can't skip.

I now regret not going to bed earlier. Tonight I'm probably not getting home until 8:30pm, so I intend to go to bed as soon as I set up everything for tomorrow morning because Thursday is a 4:30am alarm day.

Thursday is a 4:30am alarm day.

Oh man, that shit ain't right.

I have no idea how I would deal with less sleep. This week I have been tired non stop and I am getting 8 hours a night. I might have do low grade sick, or more likely low grade depression.

I have a problem going to sleep at a good time (before midnight) when Bob's not home, like this week. I really think I need 8 hours these days. Nowadays, mostly working at home (and working with a lot of west coast folks) is a blessing/curse. I set my alarm to get up at, like, 7 so I can get stuff done, get on with work early. But, because I don't have to go anywhere to be at the office, I end up hitting snooze a ton and getting a stupid interuppty hour of sleep at the end. You think I would have learned how to sleep right at my age!

In totally unrelated news, the oldest living major league baseball player died yesterday and now my friend's grandfather holds that title. He's 99 and it sounds like, to some extent, he's been holding on just so he could be The Oldest. Who can blame him? It's pretty cool!

I had a terrible home owning experience (bought high, sold low) and I like the fact that not owning a home gives a certain freedom to up and go live anywhere. We've had this apartment for almost 6 years now, and while we're in it, it feels like home. If it turns out that we can't stay due to the whim of others, it's fine, we'll find another place to make a home.

I do wish we had a garden though. or some sort of yard.

I'm strangely interested in living in a new city, given how anti-change I am. I know that moving will suck, and selling the house will probably suck, no matter how well it goes, but the idea of living somewhere new is kind of neat.

It's something I never really thought I would be kind of excited about, having grown up in one house until I moved to college, and having lived in our previous house here for 10 years.