'Never Leave Me'
Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
The insurance company is paying not only for my upgraded seat but also for Jenny to fly with me.
Wow, go insurance company. (words I thought I would never say) May the trip home be smooth and uneventful.
Dana, I hope there are nap opportunities aplenty today.
Getting ready for the flight home! The insurance company is paying not only for my upgraded seat but also for Jenny to fly with me.
Amazing! Safe travels Zen.
So my son might go to work for Tesla. His GF has worked there for years and her boss randomly asked her if he might be interested because he thought he would be a good fit. We all talked about it at length because DH and I have worked together for 29 years and know the obstacles. She said she would not have considered it if she didn't know him to be so responsible and reliable and that she agreed with her boss that he would be great there.
He is still a student, but would shift to evening or virtual classes. Who knows. My bottom line is that this may double my chances of ending up with a nice pre-owned Tesla with 2 of them watching for me. He really is a good fit anywhere. So interesting.
TESLA. Hell yeah.
We're in the fancy business lounge at Icelandair waiting for our flight. It looks like the insurance company bought us *3* first class tickets.
Laura, that sounds very cool! And how flattering that he was pretty much recruited.
Zen, I'm so glad that at least you are being well taken care of during all this mess.
Dana, that sucks! I wish pain meds didn't have such terrible side effects.
Just saw my therapist for the first time in a month. I love her. She helps keep my rambling on track and choose the important skills I need to work on. Now off to pick up my helpers and go to the shop.
No bloodwork for me! I can't drive myself because it's too painful to sit. I probably should have realized this, but I guess I didn't want to think about it. Now I'm going to have to ask my poor husband to miss more work.
Laura, that's awesome.
Dana, I'm sorry.
Zen, I hope you have easy trip home. I'm glad the insurance company is taking good care of you.
I think ltc has inherited her daddy's appetite. She asked for more dinner twice last night. And more breakfast three times, although I cut her off at three portions of oatmeal. And then still asked for seconds at lunch. I'm amazed.
It looks like the insurance company bought us *3* first class tickets.
Do you have a third person with you? Or you, your sister, and your leg?
I think ltc has inherited her daddy's appetite.
Sounds like a growth spurt is on its way. Is she sleeping more than normal? With my kids that was usually the next step and then grow, grow, grow.
Work is busy but I've hit brain melt and an taking an internet break to see if that helps. Kinda like a brain reset.
I can't drive myself because it's too painful to sit. I probably should have realized this, but I guess I didn't want to think about it.
Ugh, I remember how shitty that is. I'm glad the surgery was scheduled so quickly so that you don't have to deal with this pain for much longer.
I don't know if anyone is good at this loss of independence, but I'm definitely not happy with it. Pretty much the only thing I can do is either lie on the couch or lie on the bed. (Actually, I guess I'm pretty good with that part.)
But needing my husband to get me things, to do all of the chores, to run the errands -- it's getting really old. For him too, I'm sure.