Saturday, September 02, 2006
today is cigarette day. i’m going to threaten the barbarian for a pack because the mail doesn’t come until late and the bank here in town closes early. the bank in hamp closes later but i’m afraid i won’t have enough gas to get there. fudge. oh wouldn’t a piece of fudge be good right now? or a Nantucket pepperidge farm cookie.
the barbarian is due soon. i didn’t get to see sean but i’m supposed to see her today, i think. i brought all of the bags of trash out on the porch. four bags. we didn’t take them out last time so there’s actually two weeks worth. what if she doesn’t come? i’ll have to take them out by myself. it’s so much easier to take it out with someone here. what a silly thing. who knows, maybe next time, i’ll be able to make it as far as talksalot’s front door.
got seven dollars out of the barbarian, for cigarettes and gas to get to the bank. she said, i shouldn’t be doing this. i told her that as soon as i cashed my check i’d be going to get some anyway. told her about the mail coming too late to go to the bank. she gave me money for gasoline, enough to get to the bank and back to the gas station.
i was having a terrible time thinking of what i wanted to say. i ended up having to say, i can’t, a lot. i just couldn’t put my thoughts together.
i just left lydia a message asking her if she wanted to go to the fair on monday. neither of us can afford it but it can be a lot of fun. as long as i don’t come home with a rabbit. lydia won’t be any help. she’ll encourage me. so i have to bring only enough money to get in and to get a ride pass. and a fried dough. :) this is the first year that they’re not having horse racing. that was what drew the majority of people. i don’t agree the idea of horse racing. or dog racing. i wish i could adopt a greyhound. i don’t think the cats would do too well with a dog. and the rooms aren’t big enough for a big dog. never mind what talksalot would have to say about it. i think she’s the tar and feather type.
well, talksalot just came to the door. she’s quitting as trustee. that leaves a position that no one probably wants. talksalot said the only one she’d trust is mr. roo. i don’t know if he’ll take the job. i sure would never want it. of course i’ve only been to three meetings. so i don’t have to worry about them electing me. ~sly grin~
gee, sean was supposed to call about an hour ago. maybe i won’t get to see her this week afterall. but my herbal drops are gone. i know that she wants to get more to me. poor sean,inevitably late. she means well and i think she tries to be on time. i hope she didn’t forget me. it’s been more than an hour. i was counting on seeing her today. it’s hard to go from seeing someone five days a week to seeing her only once a week. the barbarian and i filled out an application for some help around here. with things which take fine motor skills. because of my tremor. for a while,the pill they put me on for the tremor helped, but lately it’s not working so well. whoever i’m with to get coffee has to carry it for me unil i get a lid on it. i tried to carry it today but had to put it down for the barbarian to carry it.
it gets very frustrating. and embarrassing. store clerks have asked why i shake. i think it’s pretty rude. of course, being made aware of it makes it worse.
okay, now it’s been almost three hours since sean was supposed to call. i guess she forgot.
bummer.
sean just called at three-thirty. she just woke up. she worked another overnight. we made a plan to meet on tuesday. the squid will be back tuesday. actually, she’s working monday even though it’s a holiday. so she’ll call me in the morning, monday.
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