Within five minutes I had the pizza delivery at the door, the dog barking his head off, Pirate took another bad fall in the kitchen, someone is at my front door, And Spike wanted to go shopping early tomorrow morning. TOO LATE! I forgot to make the reservation for The Ride to get us to the store. Oh yeah. I almost forgot. The nurse from LM wants to come to my home early in the morning to make sure I am all right. And you know what? I am not ALL RIGHT! All I ask for is some peace and quiet. So around six in the morning I have to get up, get the house in order with Pirate's help, make the reservations for The Ride, call Spike to set up another date with him for when he will be free for grocery shopping, take a look at my calendar and see if my free days will coincide with Spike's. I have an appointment on the 9th with Pirate in tow to go and do some serious learning with my new leg. So no grocery shopping on May 9th. Every Thursday is already spoken for until the very end of December for PT.
Well grocery shopping is now set for 9 a.m. Sunday. In the meantime I guess we will starve or Pirate will have to go to the corner store for a loaf of bread. I have made a huge sign and it is sitting right next to my bed to remember to make the reservations for The Ride. One problem solved. Now if only I could get back those two inches I lost this month in height. Then I would be tall enough to knock the stuffing out of everyone who dares to talk to me.
Calgon, take me away!
VENT OVER!!