Saturday
9 am
woke up. shit its late. i have to be out the door in 45 mins.
9:50
out the door
10:10
late for Dr appt
12
leave Dr appt. go to florist
1pm
get my son (who should be napping at noon) take the flowers and him to see my evil grandmother in the hospital
we stay for about 15 mins
2pm
walk home with my dad. we stop off at my sister and brothers apt. my brother has just woken up.
its Saturday, he says. but he doesnt have a job, so theres no difference for him
3pm
son goes to sleep, i eat lunch, try and delete old e-mails. call Oxford and unemployment
5pm
son wakes up, i feed him
6pm
off for anonther hospital visit, this time with the sleepy brother
8pm
arrive home, give son a bath, finally het him to sleep at almost
10pm
eat dinner
i must shift sons sleep schedule earlier. i'll try today
i should write a book about my evil grandmother.
she's been in the hospital since she had surgery august 3rd. she had an aortic anurysim and decided to have the surgery to try and repair it. (frankly, i thought a burst anuryism sounded like a great way to die - quick and painless - but she would say "those who want me to live, want me to have the surgery" whatever). so, apparantly she hasnt gotten out of bed since the surgery. because she doesnt want to. she was in a hosptal kinda far away and didnt want visitors and cause it was inconvienient and i sorta wanta to respect her wishes i stayed away. but now she's like 10 blocks away, i'm gonna be all over her. she's not eating either and not drinking much water. unfortunatly it can take a lon time to kill a body that way. dont get me wrong. i dont want her to die, i just hate the way she is so not in touch with herself and what she wants.
i havent given you any evidence that she's evil. i know. i should have been taking notes all these years. i'm going to work on remembering stories this week. should give my SG life some structure.
About 5 years ago when i started thinking about being a nurse-midwife I told my evil grandmother that I would work and afterbirth would stay home and take care of the kids. Firstly, she doesnt think kids shoudl eb raised in apartments, therefore if you cant afford a house you shouldnt reproduce. But she sputtered at the idea of a MAN staying home.
"He's going to drink beer with his friends and listen to jazz music all day"
this still gets a chuckle out of me. Maybe you know afterbirth better that the evil one too.....
jazz? beer? friends? (ok maybe that last one wasnt fair of me)
and now its time for hospital, playground, laundry
9 am
woke up. shit its late. i have to be out the door in 45 mins.
9:50
out the door
10:10
late for Dr appt
12
leave Dr appt. go to florist
1pm
get my son (who should be napping at noon) take the flowers and him to see my evil grandmother in the hospital
we stay for about 15 mins
2pm
walk home with my dad. we stop off at my sister and brothers apt. my brother has just woken up.
its Saturday, he says. but he doesnt have a job, so theres no difference for him
3pm
son goes to sleep, i eat lunch, try and delete old e-mails. call Oxford and unemployment
5pm
son wakes up, i feed him
6pm
off for anonther hospital visit, this time with the sleepy brother
8pm
arrive home, give son a bath, finally het him to sleep at almost
10pm
eat dinner
i must shift sons sleep schedule earlier. i'll try today
i should write a book about my evil grandmother.
she's been in the hospital since she had surgery august 3rd. she had an aortic anurysim and decided to have the surgery to try and repair it. (frankly, i thought a burst anuryism sounded like a great way to die - quick and painless - but she would say "those who want me to live, want me to have the surgery" whatever). so, apparantly she hasnt gotten out of bed since the surgery. because she doesnt want to. she was in a hosptal kinda far away and didnt want visitors and cause it was inconvienient and i sorta wanta to respect her wishes i stayed away. but now she's like 10 blocks away, i'm gonna be all over her. she's not eating either and not drinking much water. unfortunatly it can take a lon time to kill a body that way. dont get me wrong. i dont want her to die, i just hate the way she is so not in touch with herself and what she wants.
i havent given you any evidence that she's evil. i know. i should have been taking notes all these years. i'm going to work on remembering stories this week. should give my SG life some structure.
About 5 years ago when i started thinking about being a nurse-midwife I told my evil grandmother that I would work and afterbirth would stay home and take care of the kids. Firstly, she doesnt think kids shoudl eb raised in apartments, therefore if you cant afford a house you shouldnt reproduce. But she sputtered at the idea of a MAN staying home.
"He's going to drink beer with his friends and listen to jazz music all day"
this still gets a chuckle out of me. Maybe you know afterbirth better that the evil one too.....
jazz? beer? friends? (ok maybe that last one wasnt fair of me)
and now its time for hospital, playground, laundry
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