Mar. 17th, 2005

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It's going to be another not-enough-sleep-and-my-allergies-are-bothering-me days. Gak. I'm bribing myself with the idea of calling in sick this coming Sat, if I can just make it through the rest of the week.

We were at half staff yesterday, and again today, and today New Boss is one of the missing, that's a bright spot. So C & I don't plan to work too hard. She's not up to it, either--she was sick most of last weekend, then her kid was sick, and that's put the rest of her week behind.

Got home last night, helped By unload the second load of OSB for Robyn's cabin, and he kept me company while I planted those yucca chunks down in the front ditch. Probably didn't get them spaced far enough apart, but oh, well. The neighbor across the street saw us and finally came over to introduce herself. We've talked to her hubby lots of times; I gather she's a nurse or hospital staff, nad has odd hours. They're nice folk, a bit older than we are, with a tiny blonde cherub for a daughter. They're trying to do like we are--fix up the house and redo the landscape on a shoestring budget, and she'd come over to ask about moving some wild roses.

My darling husband thought ahead while he was getting groceries last night, and brought home twice-baked potatoes and an already-cooked chicken, so neither of us had to cook, and there were minimal dishes. We chased dinner with a DVD of Abbott & Costello skits. Got it off the cheap rack last fall, hadn't gotten around to watching it. Light and silly, just what we needed.

Probably will get home late (for me) tonight. I'd promised Donna I'd come in a couple of evenings this week and help in the greenhouse, since there aren't any students/night classes in the way. And she's had a rough couple of days, I expect she could use the company tonight. She got in to school after lunch yesterday, because she'd had to take her cat to the vet, and what she thought was probably an abcessed tooth was advanced cancer in the jaw, and she'd had to have him put down. And tonight she's got to go home and babysit Jerry, who's going in for minor surgery today, and will be acting like the world is coming to an end because of it. (Too bad she can't have him put down....)

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