I'm still waiting to go in to the courthouse and get my dismissal from jury duty. What a pain. I thought I'd get there sooner. I'm going to try to talk to them on the phone today. I'm so sick of being on call. I know that makes me a crummy citizen, but it is so.
I'm taking my granddaughter to shop for a dress for her piano recital. She is growing up so fast, and again wants me to drop her home early so she can play with the girls across the street. I may just ease out of this arrangement for the rest of this school year, and see her only occasionally, for something special like a movie. Her world is so happily and fully populated, and her need for me so much less, with all her new family.
Yesterday I sprayed the outdoor furniture, and my spray finger went numb for a couple of hours. I tried to write and couldn't, it was so shaky. But I'm glad of completing that little task. It's satisfying. I'll see what deeds I can get done today.
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