COMMUTE 2 miles, again from FoPa
Last night a neighbor offered crutches, but they were bent at the bottoms. Another neighbor offered some I could borrow, as they cost $200 to buy. Geezus fucking christ I could have this problem FIXED by now by going to walmart but oh fucking no I've got to drag this out. Ugh. I'm borrowing the expensive crutches later today. Coworker AH suggested we gold plate them and bedazzle them and pimp them up.
I'm still in a bit of sour mood about this. At least the pain is much better. I drove in and rode Puppy up from FoPa. If I can walk around the house without crutches (as per Dr L), then I can ride Puppy for the 1 mile each way? Or is that a loophole?
Last night met up with LA at the Global store. He asked me if he seemed depressed. I had no way to know, as I don't know him much "before". But it's a question I'll be asking myself - do I seem depressed?
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Two years since the left hip repair, and now today I'll dedicate to the right side repair. Two years ago I made myself a bunch of promises of change and improvement, some I've succeeded on and others wax and wane. Why not dedicate again?
Over the weekend I found a chyrsalis outside on a pot. I've got all my indoor ones (so far 3 failed chrysalis, as 2 butterflies with wings that didn't inflate and 1 chyrsalis that never opened) but this one outside I left alone as per SO suggestion. This morning, I found it GONE! No butterfly found, so I can only hope for the best, and I wonder sometimes if things are just better left alone without me meddling.
Yet I'm determined to get a butterfly launched this fall. I have I think 5-6 chrysalides in the house. One cat hung in J last night but was oozing fluid this morning. I have about 6 more cats to go, and 2 of them are hatchlings from eggs.
Determined to succeed. In many ways.
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