Prescription: Hide under covers for at least three days
You know how sometimes you think you could be on the verge of a meltdown? Yeah. Today is the day.
The phone started ringing at 8 this morning. When you don't go to bed until after 2, the last thing you want to hear at 8 is the phone.
Call 1: The landscaper. Can she come by at 1? Sure, great, no problem.
Call 2: Telemarketer. We didn't pick it up. "Jessica" the computerized "person" left us a message about some catazine she wanted to be sure we'd gotten. A catazine. Who authorizes the creation of that word? Really, I'd like to know so I can call them up while they're sleeping.
Call 3: My dad. "Have you talked to you mom?" I sat up in bed so fast my head was spinning.
Me: Today?!
Dad: Yeah.
Me: NO. I talked to her yesterday. WHAT'S WRONG?
Dad: Nothing, I just wondered how your grandma is doing.
Me: HOLY HELL. You scared me.
Call waiting comes in.
Call 4: My sister. She's having a car problem. She doesn't want to tell my mom because of the stuff that's going on with my grandma.
Me: Does dad know?
Her: Yes.
Me: Because I just talked to him and he didn't say anything about it.
Call 5: Dad again. "Have you talked to your sister?"
Me: Yeah, she just called.
Dad: OK because I forgot to tell you about [her car problem].
Call 6: My mom. My grandma's getting nebulizer treatments because she's been having trouble breathing. If she can't breathe, she can't do the rehab work, so she's still in the hospital and not in rehab yet. She's been sad and wants my mom there with her at night.
Call waiting comes in. I ignore it because... well, because we're talking about my grandma here, people.
I don't tell her about my sister because she sounds like she has enough to deal with.
Call 7: Voice mail. Landscaper. Can't find the directions I gave her, can I call her with them.
Call 8: About an hour and a half later. Landscaper. They're held up at a job with a Bobcat. Can they come an hour later?
Sigh. Fine. But I actually have a job to get to. Between calls 7 and 8, we tried to go to Michael's to get a frame for a project I'm working on and we couldn't even find a parking space. Because -- oh that's right. It's a "holiday." I say "holiday," because where I work, there ARE no holidays. The cogs toil on. I am a cog.
Now if you'll pardon me, I have to get the sheets out of the dryer and make the bed while we're waiting for the landscaper to show up. Or perhaps call and ask if they can come at 2 a.m. Cuz, you know... I'll be up.
11/11/2005
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It's not so bad.
Rave
The rain! WOO and HOO.
Rant
The new neighbors. WHY do we always get idiots as neighbors? Need to post about that. With photos.
I really need to...
Clean out the guest-room closet
Latest obsession
Sleeping
Ancient history
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⢠Sept. 2004
⢠Oct. 2004
⢠Aug. 2005
⢠Sept. 2005
⢠Sept. 2005 II
⢠Sept. 2005 III
⢠Sept. 2005 IV
⢠Oct. 2005
Literati
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Reading
Eats, Shoots & Leaves
A Year in the Merde
Last thing I read
Vanishing Acts by Jodi Picoult
Eventually...
Something nonfiction
Now for the important stuff
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Cast of characters
Listening
Nothing really
Watching
Project Runway, Design Star (Somebody stop me! No wait! Don't. I love it!)
Doing
Not a hell of a lot
Eating
Peaches and cherries. Lots and lots of cherries
Making
Coffee
MMM Good. Make this stuff
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⢠Baked chicken breasts
⢠Banana bread/Choc. chip banana bread
⢠Cheddar crackers
⢠Chocolate-chip cookies
⢠Chocolate truffles
⢠Green bean casserole
⢠Royal Hawaiian Mai Tai
⢠Smoothie
⢠Spago Fudgy chocolate cake with chocolate glaze
⢠Strawberry jam, Strawberry sauce
These are people I know. These are people I know on blogs:
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⢠bucktoothed varmint
⢠i'm not a girl, not yet a wino
⢠maliavale
⢠nabbalicious
⢠no pasa nada
⢠jurgen nation
These are people I don't know. But they're on blogs too:
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⢠big red blog
⢠dispatches from france
⢠guiness girl
⢠i'm so important
⢠princess genevieve
⢠poppy cedes
⢠stephanie says
⢠this black girl reads
Some things I heart
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⢠Designher Gals
⢠Knock Knock (Organizey stuff. Love, love, love)
⢠Sew Michelle
⢠Ballard Designs
⢠Frontgate
1 Comments:
Yeah, me too mostly. But I can't ignore it these days. I seriously thought I was going to pass out when dad asked if I'd talked to mom. I thought something was wrong. You know the way people ask that at the beginning of a conversation to see if you already know something? SHEESH.
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