It’s been a weird week. I think it’s because Monday was a holiday, but I’m not sure. And I can’t exactly pinpoint why the week has been weird. It’s been productive - seriously productive - but remarkably laid-back. Weird.
Like I said, Monday was a holiday, but I took advantage of it and ran errands. The kiddo and I got our hairs cutted (love the grammar!). And then we headed next door and made Wal-Mart a little richer. We had a little windfall that let me pick up some things that we’ve needed for several months, but I’ve been putting off buying. The kiddo was down to his last couple of pairs of jeans that fit. (Carrie, I have a couple of bags of clothes for you!) His one and only hoodie was starting to act more like a straightjacket than a wind-breaker. He had no socks sans holes. His sneakers looked like something the gutter digested last week, but gagged back up yesterday because they were unpalatable. And the hubby needed a few things as well. There were things I needed for the bathroom – a new shower curtain liner, for one – that I was also able to get. And I was able to get some grocercies for the house, so that was nice too. I still need to find my way to a PetCo or PetSmart to buy a FurMinator for the cats, but I can do that this coming weekend, I think.
I was so glad to finally be able to get this shopping trip out of the way. It’s a huge task that I can finally mark off my list!
Tuesday was exhausting. It’s the one day of the week that I have three classes and the first part of the day, I’m in class constantly from 8am until 1pm. There’s just no way around it – Tuesdays are going to wear me out. Expect to hear me whine about it again next week, ’cause guaranteed I will. I did get a bunch of stuff done on the short break that I had. None of it culminated in a complete assignment, but it was a lot of the prep work required for me to do so. Today was more of the same. I only had Differential Equations to go to, but I headed up to school around noon, got more prep work done plus two assignments for Survey of Reading, then met with my study buddies to do the homework for Diff Eqs. The homework was…actually not too bad. We all got stuck on this one problem, but apparently everyone else did, too. And I left class today actually understanding the majority of what we did, which is simply amazing. Tomorrow, I’m going to school early again to get my the reading assignment for Astronomy done before class. I’ll never get it done here, there’s always something else I could be doing. Petting a cat, for instance. After Astronomy, I’ll head back to the computer lab to do the write-ups for my Problem Solving homework.
And let me just say that I love my Problem Solving class. It’s like taking a class where all you have to do is solve brain-teasers and puzzles all day. And then explain to everyone else in class what you did to solve it. Fantastic!
Outside of school…and shopping…things have been as normal as they ever get around here.
The times they are a-changin’. I really feel for my husband these days. He exhibits such self control during bedtime, considering he’s sleeping with the sexiest thing this side of the Rio Grande. Picture me, in my pink, nearly floor-length nightgown. It covers me fron neck to mid-calf because I hate short nightgowns. It’s cotton, too! The fabric for lovers, you know. Because if I slept in satin, I’d slither right off the bed, initiating an earthquake that California would shudder at, and confusing the scientists. This nightgown would make my granny proud.
The cuticles around my fingernails have a tendency crack, split and often bleed. So, I put thick, medicated cream or petroleum jelly on my hands overnight. To keep from mussing the sheets, I wear soft, cotton gloves. To bed. In my granny nightgown.
Continuing with the bad skin theme, I have a tendency to break out. Some call it “adult acne”. I call it “sucks from hell”. To combat break-outs, I use a medicated spot-treatment. It is a white cream that never completely rubs in. So my face often has white streaks and dots on it from the dried cream. I’m a vision of loveliness with my polka-dotted face, in my white gloves and granny nightie.
I often have bouts of insomnia. When I’m in an “insomnia cycle,” every little thing will wake me up. Every time I wake up, I am startled, sending adrenaline rushing through my system, causing my body to think that it itches from head to toe. I have found that a good pair of earplugs helps this. Earplugs do not come flesh-colored. They come in such lovely colors as neon yellow and orange, screaming blue, stick a fork in your eyes green, and, to my delight, hot pink – for the ladies. Picture it: Neon colors screaming from my ears, polka-dotted face, white gloves and granny nightie. Mmm-MMMM!
To top things off, I’ve developed the annoying habit of grinding/gritting my teeth at night. I was waking up with terrible, pounding headaches and I noticed a notch forming on the back of my front, top teeth. Not good. So, now I wear a night guard to bed. It makes me drool. And I talk like I just learned English this afternoon when it’s in my mouth. And it makes my top lip stick out so that you can just see the edges of my top teeth. Which are blue because the plastic the night guard is made of is…blue. With my screaming yellow earplugs, my white-dotted face, in my cotton gloves, wearing my granny nightgown, I have now added the insult of drooling, babbling, monkey lips and blue teeth.
Dear Lord, please bless my husband, because he deserves it!
