Sunday, January 15, 2006
boring day
three of the cats are upstairs on the bed taking naps. one is napping on the back of the chair down here. sometimes i wish i had a tv in the living room. there are times when i want to watch it or a dvd but i don't want to be upstairs in bed.
it's supposed to get down to 4 degrees tonight with a wind chill of -10 to -15. sounds lovely. it's already pretty cold and the wind is whipping up to 50 mph. two days ago, it was 50 degrees. ahhh New England. tomorrow, everything is going to be a slippery, icy mess.
i called my sister on thursday and she didn't answer. i think she was home, just not answering the phone. so i left a message for her to call or email me. i haven't heard anything from her (chuckie is snoring). i don't think that's a good sign. i don't think that she's getting out or talking to many people. it's easy enough to send an email. although i know that there have been times when i just couldn't deal with even that, so.... i may send her another email. although i don't know if she's even checking it. i have no idea how she's doing. bumblefuck will have tomorrow off too so i can't call her. she doesn't talk when he's around. about anything. you get yes and no answers. that's it.
i emailed my nephew. the one who was supposed to come over last weekend and never showed up. told him i wanted to make sure that everything was all right. he wrote back that he'd gotten busy. i don't think that either of my nephews like me much anymore. the older one used to come over for coffee and talk my ear off. now he always says he's busy. the younger one used to turn to me when things got rough and stop by to show me his latest car, motorcycle, whatever. none of that happens anymore. it doesn't feel so hot. and i know that if i bring the subject up to either of them, i'll get the same answer. been busy. and i know that the younger one really is. he's a plumber and he does a lot of work on the side. the older one? i don't know. busy with his computer. and he does go out with friends a lot on the weekends.
i was looking at my arm earlier. the more scarred up one. what i wouldn't give to erase those scars.
Posted by Lisa ::
1:09 PM ::
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