I can't sleep.
I've been lying here for a couple hours now, and it's approaching 1am, which means although I'm not tired now, I will be in the morning. Sometimes life isn't fair.
I've already done the crossword puzzle, checked myspace a hundred times, read everyone's blog updates, written a couple emails, checked the weather, and gotten up to pee twice.
I tried to play this word game, but it made me crazy and I gave up at the third level. If you can master more than that, please let me know the secret.
I've been lying here for a couple hours now, and it's approaching 1am, which means although I'm not tired now, I will be in the morning. Sometimes life isn't fair.
I've already done the crossword puzzle, checked myspace a hundred times, read everyone's blog updates, written a couple emails, checked the weather, and gotten up to pee twice.
I tried to play this word game, but it made me crazy and I gave up at the third level. If you can master more than that, please let me know the secret.
March 11, 2007
8:30 PM:
spring fever
Perfect Sunday.
I had to get up a little earlier than usual, but I balanced it out with a nap. I went to church with Andy this morning and I'm starting to feel, suddenly, as though I have a family here. I am relishing the mom, dad, and grandma hugs; the lunch invitations from church people; the doxology singing; the family feeling... it felt like I think Sundays should feel. It's been awhile since I've felt that real Sunday feeling. The roast-and-backyard-football-game Sunday feeling.
And after all that, there was swinging at the park--one of my favorite things in the world. The first swing session of the year elated me. I love the swings, even though my butt is too big and the black rubber seat squeezes my hips enough to (probably) leave a mark. It's just such a happy activity.
My favorite forecast so far this year:
Tuesday, 68 and Sunny
Tuesday, I can't wait for you!
I had to get up a little earlier than usual, but I balanced it out with a nap. I went to church with Andy this morning and I'm starting to feel, suddenly, as though I have a family here. I am relishing the mom, dad, and grandma hugs; the lunch invitations from church people; the doxology singing; the family feeling... it felt like I think Sundays should feel. It's been awhile since I've felt that real Sunday feeling. The roast-and-backyard-football-game Sunday feeling.
And after all that, there was swinging at the park--one of my favorite things in the world. The first swing session of the year elated me. I love the swings, even though my butt is too big and the black rubber seat squeezes my hips enough to (probably) leave a mark. It's just such a happy activity.
My favorite forecast so far this year:
Tuesday, 68 and Sunny
Tuesday, I can't wait for you!
March 08, 2007
8:24 PM:
Happy. But.
Life is good. I'm happy.
However...
For the last couple months, I've been sneering at an occasional bill in the mail from the hospital. Every two weeks or so, I'll get another one. One from radiology. One from the ER. One from anesthetics. Not huge bills, but they start to add up. I thought my sneering might be over, because it had been awhile since I'd gotten another one.
Oh, but no. The biggest and baddest sneer was yet to come. Today I got what I assume is the final bill from the hospital. "Here," they said. "Your insurance company's had enough of you. Pay the rest of this or else." I was confused, but it finally clicked when I got to page 2 and there was a four-digit number in the "Pay Now" box.
*sigh*
However...
For the last couple months, I've been sneering at an occasional bill in the mail from the hospital. Every two weeks or so, I'll get another one. One from radiology. One from the ER. One from anesthetics. Not huge bills, but they start to add up. I thought my sneering might be over, because it had been awhile since I'd gotten another one.
Oh, but no. The biggest and baddest sneer was yet to come. Today I got what I assume is the final bill from the hospital. "Here," they said. "Your insurance company's had enough of you. Pay the rest of this or else." I was confused, but it finally clicked when I got to page 2 and there was a four-digit number in the "Pay Now" box.
*sigh*