hmmm
still looking for a place. sucky. it's incredibly hard to find a place when you're working 10-7 every day and you have to move in a week. Yeah, incredibly hard. Plus, I'm sick. My fever was up to 102 earlier, and I've never registered that high in my known past. The part of my soft palate that connects my nose to my mouth feels like someone has taken a concrete grinder to it and then stuck a bunch of spackle to it. Wonderful feeling, in case no one has ever felt that before. Rick bought me yummy BBQ beef and yummy rolls that I were craving, and I am not fat and feeling better, but the heat keeps us in air conditioning which is drying mu sinuses out too much. I need a cold mist humidifier. Rick's fixing the bed as I type (damn thing needs something to keep the wooden slats from falling every night!) and treating me like a queen as usual and I don't know why I ever complain about anything he does or says, he's wonderful. 'Course, I'm sick, and anyone would look like a saint if they had brought me BBQ and orange juice with no pulp!
At any rate, I may call in sick tomorrow, even tho I only have 6 working days left of my old job. I can use the time to sleep and go look at some places so we can move. Rick works at 8-5 but maybe he can leave early? We'll see. It's almost impossible to get that boy to slack off at work, but that's a good thing. I'm going to go to bed now and hug Rick.... night!
At any rate, I may call in sick tomorrow, even tho I only have 6 working days left of my old job. I can use the time to sleep and go look at some places so we can move. Rick works at 8-5 but maybe he can leave early? We'll see. It's almost impossible to get that boy to slack off at work, but that's a good thing. I'm going to go to bed now and hug Rick.... night!