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Jul. 4th, 2016 11:53 amI’m feeling enough better today that I can almost certainly go with Scott and Cordelia to watch fireworks with Scott’s parents. I don’t actually want to go because I don’t enjoy fireworks much. But I’ve missed a lot of family stuff since last fall, and Scott’s sister and her family won’t be there, so me not going would be a really big deal.
I’m actually kind of peeved to have lost three days to feeling rotten and then to lose today to family stuff I don’t want to do. Part of me wishes I was still headachy enough to justify staying home so that I’d at least get something beneficial out of the whole thing.
I think Scott got everything done yesterday that he intended to. He mowed the lawn, and he got the dehumidifier running again. I’m not sure I put the right things on the grocery list because I keep looking for things I want to eat and finding nothing appealing.
I managed to pull myself together to go along to the library. Cordelia went, too, because she wanted her hold. Scott checked out a copy of Captain America: The First Avenger because he’d been disappointed to realize, Saturday night, that we don’t own a copy.
I’ve been listening to some audiobooks. They’ve been on my laptop for a while now, waiting for me to have time for them. I really ought to listen to the Rick Riordan audiobooks because I’ve had them for months, but I’m having trouble getting myself to start. Part of that is that I know that I’ll have problems dealing with some bits of each book. I hit points where I know that terrible things are going to happen and I just can’t go forward. In a paper book, I’d skip forward and then work my way back.
I’m debating giving up on one of the audiobooks because I’m kind of bored with it, but it’s only four hours long, so it’s not a huge time commitment. It’s also pretty thoroughly inoffensive and not something that Scott’s going to care one way or the other about hearing the rest of.
I’m actually kind of peeved to have lost three days to feeling rotten and then to lose today to family stuff I don’t want to do. Part of me wishes I was still headachy enough to justify staying home so that I’d at least get something beneficial out of the whole thing.
I think Scott got everything done yesterday that he intended to. He mowed the lawn, and he got the dehumidifier running again. I’m not sure I put the right things on the grocery list because I keep looking for things I want to eat and finding nothing appealing.
I managed to pull myself together to go along to the library. Cordelia went, too, because she wanted her hold. Scott checked out a copy of Captain America: The First Avenger because he’d been disappointed to realize, Saturday night, that we don’t own a copy.
I’ve been listening to some audiobooks. They’ve been on my laptop for a while now, waiting for me to have time for them. I really ought to listen to the Rick Riordan audiobooks because I’ve had them for months, but I’m having trouble getting myself to start. Part of that is that I know that I’ll have problems dealing with some bits of each book. I hit points where I know that terrible things are going to happen and I just can’t go forward. In a paper book, I’d skip forward and then work my way back.
I’m debating giving up on one of the audiobooks because I’m kind of bored with it, but it’s only four hours long, so it’s not a huge time commitment. It’s also pretty thoroughly inoffensive and not something that Scott’s going to care one way or the other about hearing the rest of.
