July 17, 2007

• And, on the third day . . .

  Not much time here, today.  The "termite guy" will be arriving at 9:30ish and he and his jack hammer will work for about 5 hours ridding us of termites!  Oh joy!

  Sunday was a rotten day.  Luci complained and whined all day and then eventually went into a melt down and throwing one of those "every now and then" BIG fits.  I was exhausted by Sunday night and had a tension headache that wouldn't leave.  I went to bed early, but tossed and turned all night because of the stress I'd been through.

  Monday morning, bright and early and without much sleep, I went to the garage and moved everything from the perimeter of the garage to the middle so the "termite guy" could drill his holes out there.  It took me hours of moving heavy boxes, throwing away LOTS of things, and packing up all of the canned goods from the pantry shelves into Wal-Mart sacks.  Then, moved heavy pieces of still filled boxes and shelving units to the middle of the garage.  All of this in my nightgown which means the garage door was only propped open a little bit!  I opened the door about two feet to get some airflow and immediately realized I should have left the door closed and gotten an oscillating fan, instead.  The humidity rushed in but there was NO air flow anywhere!  I'm feeling the fruit of my hard labor today!  I looked at my work (I quit shortly after 10:30, which made up a little more than 3 hours of work) and thought, "Not bad for 54 years old and being a girl!"

  Luci had a doctor appointment Monday afternoon.  He has put her back on seizure medicines, hoping to control her fits and uncontrollable outbursts.

  I felt like milk toast lastnight and dragged myself to bed.  I was brushing my teeth and looked at the clock and asked Jesse, "Is it really only 8:45?"  It felt like 11pm!

  I need to take Luci to daycare, hop in the shower, and then move (nothing like biting the dog that bit you!  I'm SO stiff today!) my grandmother's secretary desk (not an easy task) and some other furniture in the formal living room away from the walls, so the "termite guy" can get under the carpet and drill holes.  The carpet is so old that I'm afraid when he stretches it to tack it back down, it might shred!  After paying for termite treatment, we are hardly in a position to buy carpeting!

  PLUS, yesterday afternoon the doctor said he wants me to have a complete physical (he recently put me back on birth control pills) and said he'd cut the testing short so it wouldn't cost me $500 (we have no insurance).  It will "only" be a bit over $300!!!

  This is proving to be a rainy AND a costly summer!

   

   

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