thatgrrrl's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- not so bad after all, I suppose I have had one fuzzy navel in a big plastic cup, and am working on the second one of the evening, because my day kind of sucked a little bit, because it's Friday, it's payday, and I"m (WAY) over 21 so I'm allowed. I was going to have lunch with Ed. Note the past tense, implying that that did not in fact happen. Which, it did not. Why? Because there was vomiting. Again. Or rather, still. Vomiting by the spousal unit. His, not mine. Wednesday, he cancelled our therapy appointment because she stayed home from work vomiting. Fine. I was ok with that. Yesterday, she was still sick, but he went golfing all day long. Um, ok, I guess. Today, she went to work, then came back home and vomited some more, and he cancelled our lunch date, because he didn't want to get too far away from her. But it was ok yesterday to go golfing all day???? I don't get it. When he cancelled the lunch today, he said we can get together tomorrow morning at the lake at 10. However, I haven't heard from him since the cancellation which was at about 10am, except for a "thinking of you" message he sent from his phone shortly thereafter. Yeah. Not sure what to think. So instead of thinking, I'm having a drink. Shortly, I will go read, and eventually, round about 9 or so, get sleepy and go to bed. See what happens in the morning. Or doesn't. So, there ya go. Later, chatting with Ed online.... So... I feel a little better about it all. 8:36 p.m. - 2005-08-26 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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