My access to internet was interrupted after a power surge. After some technical adjustments, we have regained our access. Obviously.
The hippie retreat was nice. I tended the fire for the whole weekend. I'm such a pyro. I make a great fire.
Aunt Flo is leaving. Thankfully. Probably TMI, but at this point I think it's cause for shouting from the rooftop.
I called Glema after almost 4 years of no communication. In case some of you don't know who she is... that is my mother.
I talked to Crystal, who tells me, she's pregnant, and my sister Kassandra is pregnant too. Usually a reason for celebration, and I admit I am a bit excited, but really... I don't know what to think or to feel. A little envy, a little anxious as she isn't in the best of positions to have a baby right now.
I will be spending Saturday with my brother Michael, and my sister Crystal, and my two nephews, Alex and James. Can't wait.
All in all, the conversation with Glema was good. She seemed sober, at least Lucid, and only tried to give me a little grief about no contact for so long.
I did laundry, went to Walmart, and went to Trader Joes for my soy nuggets.
My feet are killing me. I have to buy some gel inserts because these slip resistant shoes may keep me from falling on the floor at work, but they suck as far as support and comfort.
Gotta get ready for work.
When I get home today, I'll catch up on comments and e mail.
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