Day 22
Dear Journal
Well, like I had said, yesterday was a horrible day. I had no medicine, so I woke up with an awful headache and some anxiety. I tried not to complain too much, but it was hard. Then Farrah Fawcett died. Then Michael Jackson died. Still awful news coming out of Iran. Then I found out two of our fish died. John was in an awful mood. It was just sucky all around. I hoped that today would be better, and especially that tomorrow will be, with us going on the ghost hunt and all.
Today WAS better. I had some aleve which took the edge off of the headache. It was tough getting through, but I eventually got ahold of some medicine for today and tomorrow and so I'm feeling much much better. We went and visited my mama today, and she's going really fast with the packing. Her and Joe are spending their first night in the new place tonight, and she says it's so peaceful. that makes me happy. She said that me and John can go spend the night tomorrow, which I think is an awesome idea.
We're going to be leaving at around 8am. I made some sandwiches and packed some cookies, granola bars, and poptarts. Ginnie's going to be bringing some water bottles. I found my ID, and we printed directions and charged the camera. I really hope tomorrow goes well, because I think it's the kind of mini-vacation we really need. Especially John. He's been upset and in a bad mood recently about having to 'do too much'. I don't want him to be stressed out. I'm especially happy he doesn't have to drive tomorrow. I want this to go well, and I know it will.
I'm looking forward to touring the ship, and to hearing chip coffey's lectures, and also the guy that invented the ovilus. We gotta get to bed. We arise early in the 'morn. :)
see ya in the daytime
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L