You know, it's been like two and a half hours since my alarm woke me up, and I think I'm still confused.

I'm taking the cat into the vet tomorrow morning for a claw trimming that's way overdue (she keeps catching on everything while she's walking), then I mustget my class final project done. You remember, the one I was going to start on a month ago and have done by now? Well, that didn't happen. It's due on Thursday. Goal is to have it done by the end of the day on Tuesday--if I have to take Tuesday off of work to finish it on time, I will.

I have to report that today is also a nasty headache day. And no one will sit still so I can talk to them about status and stuff, and I have a status report to fill out.

I should have known it would be a crap day when I almost made it to the car without my laptop.

Oh! I'm closing on a mortgage refinance this afternoon, and it's reducing our monthly payment by $120 despite the big ol' property tax hike we just went through, and the amount we need to close turned out to be $700 less than we expected!

I apologize for bogarting all the money-ma this week.

I have to report that today is also a nasty headache day.

Ugh.

And no one will sit still so I can talk to them about status and stuff,

Ugh.

and I have a status report to fill out.

Ugh! At least it's Friday?

no big bargains yet at garage sales, but I did get Acquire, Pictionary Junior, and some kid's card game. Also a garage push broom. We have a few more to hit. then maybe I'll go to try and find some thrift store jeans for mac as back-to-school clothes.

I often feel the need to tell you what day it is. Especially if I woke up and didn't know, myself.

I just know that if I'm talking with you, I have to get to work. Then I'll figure out what day it is.

Feh on people, ita, and your headache.

flea, that's great!

Trudy, did I miss something? What's up?

I mentioned it a little in the wee hours a week or so ago. My Aunt B lives in Florida and her cancer has now metastasized to her liver. My Uncle J is bringing her up to NYC for treatment at Sloan-Kettering.

Aunt B's Mother R lives with them and has alzheimers. Putting her in care for however long would surely cause her to loose ground so my unemployed butt is going to go down and look after her while they are gone.

Since Dallas is too old to fly really I will be driving. ::gulp:: It's a bit of a long-haul for one person, but most of the driving I do is road trips so I'm not really all that concerned.

Amusingly, my Uncle J (who, not counting Yankee Stadium, has probably been to NYC a dozen times in his life in spite of living within in 35 miles of it for 50 years) will be actually living here part-time while she is in treatment. I'm leaving him copious information: take out menus, car service cards, drop-off laundry addresses in hopes he will survive the ordeal :)

The reason I don't know how long I'll be gone is we don't know what the protocols are going to be until they do them. If they're back and forth for a few months I'll likely stay down there.

The whole thing is a little daunting. I've gotten past "how fucking ephemeral is my life that I can just DROP IT for an unknown amount of time" and moved on to "my life is wherever I am and whatever I'm doing."

But I'm still not fucking packed.

Power outage!

Power innage!

Right! Duh! B/c I offered you and Dallas a place to stay. Offer still stands. Do you have a departure date, yet?