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Dec. 14th, 2016 10:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckI think my Social Security review appointment yesterday went well. It’s so very hard to tell. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
evalerie gave me a ride and moral support. The appointment took about forty minutes. The biggest problem was that I thought I had a current list of my medications but didn’t. It didn’t even list the tamoxifen, and I’ve been taking that for a year.
I just got back from the school. I was meeting with a couple of Cordelia’s teachers about the work she’s missing and about getting her back to school. Now, I’m debating a nap because I’m exhausted. I need to make a bunch of phone calls, though, and it might be better to get them over with rather than waiting. I’ll be anxious about them until they’re done, but they might take two or even three hours unless I get really lucky.
I also need to run next door to deliver a piece of mis-delivered mail. I’d just put it in the box, but some carriers won’t pick that sort of thing up for redelivery, and it’s only next door. That will only take about two minutes, but it’s really, really cold out there, and I don’t know where Scott put the letter in question.
Cordelia had her best friend and her best friend’s brother over after school yesterday. The two girls had an orchestra concert at 7:00 and needed to be at the school at 6:30. Cordelia’s friend’s parents work late enough that they couldn’t have gotten her there by then, so she comes over here before things like this pretty routinely.
The eighth graders played three pieces. I don’t remember the names of the first or the third, but the second was "Somewhere Over the Rainbow." I thought that went the least well out of the three. My guess is that it needs either more than strings or just a single instrument playing. There are eight kids in the eighth grade orchestra, two violas (one of them Cordelia), three violins, two cellos, and a bass. The seventh graders who played before the eighth graders were considerably more numerous. There might have been as many as thirty of them.
I was half falling asleep throughout the seventh grade part of the concert, but I forced myself to be alert and pay attention during the eighth grade part (I was also good about clapping enthusiastically for both grades).
Cordelia went with her friend’s family for hot chocolate after the concert.
Scott’s parents came, and Scott and I spent some time talking to them. They brought us some pears and oranges because our sister-in-law’s parents had sent them a couple of large boxes of fruit for Christmas. Scott’s mother thought the pears needed ripening, but Cordelia thinks they’re too soft to eat. She demonstrated that by pressing her thumbnail into each of them. I pointed out that it’s not polite to bruise and gouge fruit that one’s not planning to eat, but she remained unrepentant.
evalerie gave me a ride and moral support. The appointment took about forty minutes. The biggest problem was that I thought I had a current list of my medications but didn’t. It didn’t even list the tamoxifen, and I’ve been taking that for a year.I just got back from the school. I was meeting with a couple of Cordelia’s teachers about the work she’s missing and about getting her back to school. Now, I’m debating a nap because I’m exhausted. I need to make a bunch of phone calls, though, and it might be better to get them over with rather than waiting. I’ll be anxious about them until they’re done, but they might take two or even three hours unless I get really lucky.
I also need to run next door to deliver a piece of mis-delivered mail. I’d just put it in the box, but some carriers won’t pick that sort of thing up for redelivery, and it’s only next door. That will only take about two minutes, but it’s really, really cold out there, and I don’t know where Scott put the letter in question.
Cordelia had her best friend and her best friend’s brother over after school yesterday. The two girls had an orchestra concert at 7:00 and needed to be at the school at 6:30. Cordelia’s friend’s parents work late enough that they couldn’t have gotten her there by then, so she comes over here before things like this pretty routinely.
The eighth graders played three pieces. I don’t remember the names of the first or the third, but the second was "Somewhere Over the Rainbow." I thought that went the least well out of the three. My guess is that it needs either more than strings or just a single instrument playing. There are eight kids in the eighth grade orchestra, two violas (one of them Cordelia), three violins, two cellos, and a bass. The seventh graders who played before the eighth graders were considerably more numerous. There might have been as many as thirty of them.
I was half falling asleep throughout the seventh grade part of the concert, but I forced myself to be alert and pay attention during the eighth grade part (I was also good about clapping enthusiastically for both grades).
Cordelia went with her friend’s family for hot chocolate after the concert.
Scott’s parents came, and Scott and I spent some time talking to them. They brought us some pears and oranges because our sister-in-law’s parents had sent them a couple of large boxes of fruit for Christmas. Scott’s mother thought the pears needed ripening, but Cordelia thinks they’re too soft to eat. She demonstrated that by pressing her thumbnail into each of them. I pointed out that it’s not polite to bruise and gouge fruit that one’s not planning to eat, but she remained unrepentant.
