On my way to the hospital last night, I fantasized--well that's an exaggeration, let's say I thought about maybe stopping off on the way home and taking myself out for a nice dinner. I deserved it, right? Tuesday was one of the worst days EVER in my life, and dammit I should treat myself to something nice. Yeah, then I remembered I needed milk and half and half and needed to stop at the store, so maybe it would just be easier get a salad bar there or just get home and make something simple. Doesn't get much simpler than a grilled cheese. And that wine? Well, we texted about that: delicious. Love it. Will buy again, especially to have when you're here. And today I have a nice salad for lunch that I didn’t have to make. Turns out well in the end.
I don’t have plans to go to the hospital again today, although it would be great to see D’s sisters who are in from California. I need today not to take the hour drive there. I know she is in good hands and it’s okay for me to stay away. Instead I hope to treat myself to some new shoes or sandals this afternoon, and maybe a spring cardigan, and since I didn’t think to take any fish or chicken out of the freezer today, I plan to stop at an Italian place near the mall for their happy hour, which includes small portions of pasta.
And then tomorrow is Friday. Thank god. The week will be over and I’ll have the weekend to really sleep, and then only one more week until vacation…which brings me one week closer to pool season, my birthday (the same weekend), the end of the year, summer. I’m ready for it all.
For all of that anyway. More bumps in the road with D? Seeing her deteriorate?....not so much. Some days it will be easier than others, though, like today. And I plan to take advantage of that.
Hope you have a good day, too. I’ll text you when I’m home to see if you’re available to chat.
Love,
Barb
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