It's Okay - Go Ahead And Exhale

Today’s to-do list contained several errands to take care of. Planning my trip with as few left turns as possible it consisted of: library, bank, hair place, store. I am in the middle of a Jennifer Cuisie and have a Parker and an unknown left to read. This makes me nervous as I like to make sure at all times I will have something to read. So I take my stack of read books and head to the library. There are absolutely no cars parked at the library and my heart starts pounding. The library is under construction and was supposed to be closed for a few days last week. Sure enough I get to the door and there is a sign dated today that says “Library still closed due to construction in public areas” OMG. I have the interview tomorrow, hopefully it will be open on Saturday. I drop off my read books and head to complete my errands. As I am getting my hair cut I start to panic, what if the library is not open on Saturday, I’m going to be gone Monday through Wednesday next week and then it’s the holiday and they will be closed for the whole weekend. That’s almost two weeks, there’s no way even if the unknown is a good book that what I have left will last two weeks. Maybe I should just pick up a book at K-Mart. But I hate buying books, I really can’t afford to buy a book. But what if I have nothing to read. I have to have something to read. I’ll look at Mommy’s tomorrow she’ll have something. Oh yeah, she has that Good in Bed book. Yeah, but Adrienne wanted that, what if she’s reading it when I need a book. I have to have a book. I make it through the hair cut and don’t buy a book at K-mart. When I get home there’s a message on the machine, “This is Marcia from the library we have three books in for you, we’re not open to the public today but if you come by and knock on the new front window I can check them out for you through the window.” It’s okay to breathe again.

Leaky leak

It's easy to say "its not my problem" but that stupid leak is starting to make me lose sleep. Those slugs at the maintenance department couldn't even send one guy for one minute to shut off the valve under the sink. I am willing to go without water in my bathroom sink for the sake of their leak and they won't even do that.

I did manage (last Friday) to find the place where the water hits the floor and I put a frying pan under there. The pan got full and overflowing by morning and then again when I went to bed. I have to use a cup to take water out of the pan until it gets to a place where I can lift it to dump it into the sink. For a couple of days I put a cookie sheet under the pan to catch the overflow but now my best cookie sheet is getting all rusty so the heck with that.

Not counting today, only 3 more days before I get to go pick up Adrienne. Gretchen, we would be honored and excited if you would come to the party saturday night. Steph called and asked if it would be allright if Dana and Jeff came because they would like to see Adrienne. Kelly hasn't answered one way or the other yet.

Robert B. Parker

While Laurie was cleaning the living room (we have decided that she would rather be called Laurie) I took my book upstairs to get out of her way. When she was done and I came back down, I had forgotten to bring my book down, so I picked up another one I had down here called Perish Twice by Robert B. Parker. I think I love him. So easy to read. Kept me interested and I could finish the book without staying up all night. I didn't know it until I looked at the list of 38 books he had written but he is the one that wrote the Spencer books. I will have to start looking for him at the 25 cent used book stores.

Jesus and pork chops

I have started his book this weekend. I started it while waiting for Adams team mates to arrive because as usual we were ungodly early for his game. So I'm reading it to Adam and he is laughing hysterically. He decides he wants to read it and take it to school for his book to read this month. That's when I had to explain that I was reading and censoring at the same time and that George Carlin is not appropriate school reading.