So I asked my husband yesterday to make the RSVP call, we will not be attending one of my co-workers "50th" birthday surprise party. I just can't know how I will be on that day. I live day-to-day within my body. So I will get her a nifty 50 birthday card and probably a gift card, my sister will also need a gift card from Target for her and for my co-worker probably her favorite grocery store. It is just money, I always tell myself.
So I had a tough night, go figure, since today is Monday. Actually I don't think my body gives a fuckin' rats ass about what time it is or what day it is. If my body wants to be nasty to my soul and mind, it will. So anyhoo, while just laying in bed waiting, I really don't know if I had drifted to sleep or what, but I vividly recall this: I was in my car, high up in one of our big honking pines in our front yard. I was yelling down at my husband telling him, I couldn't find those waffles he wanted at the store. Right, I don't think my husband ever buys waffles let alone even really likes them. Then I magically float down to the claret sidewalk and land. Yupe, no harm, just an easy landing and I was home. That was it. I don't recall anything else, other than my gut was having terrible pains and I had to get up and go deal with that.
So now I have been up for awhile, I haven't even left for the day to go to work, and I can't wait until I get home so that I can get ready for bed, and then go to bed early. Sometimes that is just my life. I really don't have much else. My son and his girlfriend haven't called for two days, :)
Really, nothing that I can think of to write about here, don't you love it when your mind is a total blank!