You know that feeling just before you go on vacation, where you think wow, am I stressed. Trying to get everything ready to go so you can relax is a tall order. That's how I feel now. Tons of things to do today.
I was only going to work half a day yesterday, then go to lunch and go home. Turns out I was needed back at the office after lunch, so I went back. I'd had a nice lunch with an old friend I hadn't seen in a while. It was fun to catch up with her.
After lunch I went back to work and there really wasn't much to do. I made a couple of calls. The real reason my boss called me back was that he didn't have time to pay me before I went to lunch, and he wrote me a check, PLUS he gave me a bonus for my birthday Monday. What a sweetie. I got big tears in my eyes when he told me. At my other paralegal jobs nobody paid any attention to my birthday. He's thoughtful in other ways, too. He fixed my computer printer the other day. He paid for my lunch. If I am running late he doesn't fuss. I wish it were full-time with benefits, but otherwise it's a great job.
I came home about 3:30 and was just going to grab Michael and go to the Fresh Market for some goodies. Michael hadn't eaten any lunch. I asked him why he hadn't made himself a sandwich. "You make better sandwiches than me," he said pitifully. So I made him a turkey sandwich with pickle slices and we got in the car.
Fresh Market is a favorite place of ours. Mother shopped at the one in Augusta all the time. They have high quality meats and prepared foods, and you can usually find a lot of things you don't normally see other places. I am going to make myself a lemon pie for my birthday [hopefully without cutting any more fingers] and they have beautiful lemons there, for instance. I got some ground beef for hamburgers, and corn on the cob. They also have really lovely flowers.
Mike leaned over at one point and said softly "This is where the RICH people shop isn't it?!" Um, yes. They let poor people in too, though, as long as they behave themselves. LOL
Traffic was massively awful, but I knew back ways to get home from the store.
I got home and checked email and watered all the gardens, then got dinner on the table.
All my squash plants got sick and died, just like every other year. I am so disappointed. We got a couple of spaghetti squash, but they never ripened enough to eat. So I pulled the dead plants out. That leaves more room for the tomatoes and peppers. I am going to plant more onions, too.
We got our first ripe pink tomato! Mike ate the entire thing, just sprinkled with some salt. I haven't grown the pink ones before. He said it was good.
Coco is doing much better - eating, drinking water, barking. She is not her usual bouncy self, definitely more subdued, but she had major surgery two days ago. The place on her flank looks gruesome. I can't really bear to look at it. Ditto for Mike's foot, which is taking a long time to heal. He took a big patch of skin off the top of his foot. We're trying to keep Neosporin on it and keep it clean, but even yesterday it was still bleeding a bit. My thumb is much better.
Hopefully we will all be much better for my birthday. Maybe Mike can even go swimming.
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