May 27, 2007 11:05
I realized where I got my infernal need to always look formal. My mother is wearing a button-down shirt, slacks, and a belt . . . and we're going to wal-mart.
*sigh*
Things here are . . . okay, I guess. I feel like I have to keep her occupied . . . and all I'd like to do is sleep and play video games.
Vacation? What vacation?
I'm stressed a lot. I have no fingernails on either of my hands and said fingers ache.
But early morning calls are fun. :D
I'm not the greatest thinker in the morning (I have no higher brain functions for a while after I wake up) but I laugh a lot.
My mother brought clothes from my sister-in-law. And she brought my completed quilt. ooo. You should see it! So pretty!
Umm . . . she also brought some of my instruments. Wait 'til I annoy Cassie and the neighbors with my fife playing. My Buffet doesn't have cracks (I worried) but the pads and the corks need replacing. *sigh*
I miss people. People too.
I wish I could get some rest . . .
(Or since I'm not getting any rest, doing something . . . exciting would be more worth it.)
vacation,
mom