Ah.. one of THOSE nights…
“Can you please call me an ambulance.” is never something you wanna hear at 2 in the morning… and should NOT be responded to with ‘Okay, you’re an ambulance’.
Still, it’s just some uncontrollable back spasms, nothing life threatening. I hope.
Ok, that was FAST. Less than ten minutes since I put down the phone. They also sent the fire trucks, but you get that in this town. Hope none of the other guests are bothered by the lights and engines.
Sounds like a diversion from the usual monotony of night shift.
Meanwhile, I had a text message from someone I haven’t seen for probably the better part of a year, telling me that he “had an interesting dream with” me last night…I thought it was a wrong number (or he had texted the wrong person) at first!
As of this afternoon, I have another niece! My brother and his wife named her Grayson Riley (and I don’t know if that’s the spelling they’re using, I just know it’s the one that makes the most sense to me), and she and her momma are both doing well. My brother said that if she continues to do well, and eats okay, they’ll get to go home in a couple of days (Grayson is actually 4 weeks or so early). I’m working on a blanket for her, and will probably send it with my mom when she heads down to SC to see them.
Rain and…more rain….and more. Erik worked on the area we think is causing flooding down here. It looks like the floor/foundation has sunk more than it had before (the house is almost 30 years old) so there is developing gap between the walls and floor. We had to move a LOT of stuff out of the way to see. The problem is that while the sump pump works, that water isn’t getting to that area, but apparently sort of floating just above and rushing inside instead.
Part of my concern too is that we’re getting older and the house is aging too. I need for these things to be fixed while we’re still able to fix them.
And yeah, I know how that is, Huli… My father has been spending a LOT of time fixing up my step-grandmother’s home… which is actually pretty good, because he enjoys doing such things, and he had been getting bored with retirement.
Roughly 6 weeks to graduation, and approximately 12 papers to write in that time. Fortunately, 5 of them are only supposed to be about 2 pages each, but still. I’m going to be *very* glad when this is all over!