2001
| October 12, 2001 I was playing with FLASH all day - made a button after 2 1/2 hours. My boss was shaking her head. Someone else was battling PPT messes. I got a call - I won a gift bag at the Health & Benefits Fair. I killed the phone message without catching the right name. So--- benefits got back to me at the same time I had played detective and found the guy. I walked over to building A with my checkbook in hand and got my bag. A hat - Synopsys, a foam chair - for a cell phone - for your desk. A stress squeeze bulb - looks like a light bulb - fits in the chair. A key chain - melting oil thing - Synopsys Purple. And a frog - magnet hands and feet. The dearest little thing - I was laughing so hard - I just fell in love with it - all this for $15.00. I carried it back to show people - and tried hard to remember to put my checkbook back into.my purse I had a new purse - because my trusty zip bag was still muddy from the bomb scare. I needed to cash a check - so I could get naked boy some food since I will be in class for the next 2 days. And then we do a 12-hour hospital day and then 48 hours of running back and forth with the portable IV pump and 16-hour Bolis bags. But I have an offsite so my older son is to run him to the hospital Friday AM and then I will run him back in the evening. So I came home and hurried into the pet store - out of dog food - and into Barnes & Noble - special order not in - can't find MODE but got a new Anne Perry. On up to Togos - and got 2 family sandwiches - cut up - he can eat them for breakfast lunch and dinner. And then home to grab spare checks because by now I knew that my checkbook was missing. I know because I dumped out my bag at the pet store. I rifled the rolling-bag at the bookstore. I dumped the grab bag at Togos. It has checks for both accounts - which means it will be a real hassle if I lost it. I try to think. I KNOW I put it into this new bag - which was not in my rolling cart when I left - it and the grab bag were in one hand. And the rolling bag in the other. I get home long enough to open the door - grab checks and run. Made the bank - very long line - just before closing - and got cash. I had to - Togo's was over $38.00 - ouch! $2.50 was for three little bags of chips. And it cleaned me out. And I need cash for parking and for buying snacks at the cafe during the hospital day and today is it. Then home - at last. Well, when I showed it to him---- My son mistreated my little Froggy - took it and would not give it back - twisted its little arms behind its back and threw him hard against the wheelchair. I HATE it when the boys do keep-away - I slapped his naked rear. Because of course he is walking and sitting around naked for the last 3 days - driving me nuts. Made his ears ring (I forgot about that) - the noise of the slap (not hard - just loud - he has a big leg - I have a big hand). They always pick on my cute things. Well, he threw a conniption. Boys do that when they are thwarted. I ignored him (his shouting was very loud - right in my face - on purpose - to make my ears ring - nasty, nasty - he knows it is of course). So now I have a headache. I peeled him an apple and I had a banana - trying to absorb all that highball I had earlier - because I get to get up at 5AM to make this class I am attending. And I had felt like a highball when I finally got home at 6PM - after cashing the check. Because I couldn't find the wine glass. Oh yes, my boss emailed and called me - the receptionist found my checkbook laying on the floor of the lobby where it had managed to fall out of my open (because it doesn't close) purse. I am switching to a zippered bag tomorrow - and laying out clothes for the brat. I hid the frog. |
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