Poor noodle. Bodies are so complicated. It's a wonder how often we survive things.
So our rain barrel is 2/3rds full. But I'd like to water the lawn. Apparently the bricks aren't high enough and we need cinder blocks instead. I guess we'll work on draining it and lifting it tomorrow?
Very cool, sarameg!
I hope the antibiotics do the trick, sj.
I think my eyeballs got sunburned.
Certainly my shoulders are. Too much humidity for the sunscreen to hold up.
Ugh. I am feeling super depressed. I'm supposed to be having a fun weekend with my bestie, but instead am just feeling left out because everyone I'm seeing on this trip is married and most of them have kids. Last night we hung out with my aunt and uncle, cousins and their spouses, and baby. Tonight with a friend of BFF's, and tomorrow meeting that friend and her spouse and two kids. Tomorrow night, hanging out with an old coworker of ours and her husband. And I just feel shitty. I've been horribly cranky all day and I hate it.
{{{meara}}} I've had that weekend before, and it is utterly no fun, and there are no words from anyone else that can magically make it better. So, just {{{meara}}} You're loved, and you are better than your self-valuation right now.
"Most of them have jobs and kids...what am I gonna say? I killed the President of Paraguay with a fork."
I feel like that, at least once a week, and my job's sketchy too.(No world leaders have been harmed. yet.)
Sometimes, I even feel like a failure as a crippled person, which would seem impossible, and yet?
I've known I sucked at Overcoming, since I was, like ten, and then, I didn't like, pull it together and desegregate whole classrooms or take up whitewater rafting or murderball.(And a lot of my friends are motivational speakers or fight gun violence,and, on a good day, I look up phone numbers for halfway rich people in Bumfuck County Florida(Which must be super-important cause I don't make a dime from it)
“the book even contains a copy of her tour rider, which requires that her green room be furnished with two dozen oysters on ice, unopened because ‘Grace does her own shucking.’”
I'm sorry, meara. That's not a good place to be at all.
Relatedly, I am filled with envy at Lee's travel. Or really anyone's travel at this point. My big trip this year is to Washington DC with kids. Nothing glamorous there. I miss travel.