I have been so cold for DAYS now. I just discovered this afternoon, that Clinton turned of the heater several days ago because his room was too hot. I thought I was going crazy, or getting sick.
It has almost been 4 weeks since the surgery, and I still am not feeling up to par. I am so bored during the day, but the thought of going somewhere or doing something doesn't appeal to me either. Today, I put a project together for my scrapbook club that I'm supposed to teach on Saturday. It was nice doing something different, but I had a little trouble focusing on it for too long. It's so weird. I'm only taking pain pills at night, so that's an improvement. Go me.
We are broke, BROKE and still have a week until payday. Luckily, the next payday will be our first with Dave's big raise on it. Hopefully we won't be this broke ever again. What I really want is to send Clinton out to bring dinner home. But, alas, that's not going to happen. So, we are having cold cereal. Well, The Bear is having cold cereal. Dave won't be home till late, (he has his writers group tonight), and Clinton is over visiting the girlfriend. Maybe they'll feed him. That would be great. All day today, I was hoping that someone would stop by and bring me something tasty for lunch. Of course, it didn't happen. But it was a nice daydream.
Dave is supposed to bring me some books home from the library tonight. So, maybe tomorrow, I can lose myself in some great fiction.