The Waiting Game

This has been a long weekend….I was hoping to get my blood work results back on Friday but no such luck. So I have kept myself pretty busy. Friday night was book club which didn’t leave time for much else after work.

I got up crazy early for me on Saturday to ensure I would accomplish everything I needed to accomplish. I did really well with the exception of going to the library. I forgot my books the first time I was out and stayed longer than anticipated at a graduation party. The library is on Summer hours so they are closed today. I guess I will have to go after work tomorrow.

M wants to go strawberry picking after work on Wednesday and she wants to learn how to make jelly. I “had” to go out to the farm where I buy my meat…that was a definite. The monthly craft show was downtown and I was hoping for some beef jerky. We went through every aisle and he was the third to the last booth. I was so relieved….I hugged the bag of jerky. Yes, it’s strange but you have no idea how hard it is to not be able to just open a bag and have a snack.  I also purchased a small piece of jewelry from a woman who upcycles keys, rosaries, old beads into unique pieces of jewelry. We talked for a bit and we could totally be friends if we met another way.

The Girl and I were only there for about twenty minutes before we headed to the farm. Normally I would have made my car payment on Wednesday but since my Wednesday is booked I made sure I did that first thing. The credit union isn’t very far from downtown and that’s why the farm was my third stop.

We had a couple more stops before we came home and changed our clothes and headed out to the graduation party.  I wasn’t too worried about eating? I thought for sure there would be a salad but there was not. The BBQ caterer guy was super nice and grilled me a piece of chicken that was plain. That was the only thing I could eat….thankfully there was wine.

It was a very nice party and it was also nice to mingle with employees from other offices as well as patients that I don’t normally see in a social setting. We were just getting ready to leave when the two ODs with babies came walking in. That is the real reason that I didn’t make it to the library before 5:30.

The Girl and I stopped at the Italian grocery store on the way home to pick up a few more things. Then we headed home for the night.  She wanted to make breakfast for her grandfather for Father’s Day so I cooked up the pound of bacon I picked up earlier in the day.  She messed up the batter and her mini waffles didn’t come out so well. It was too late to do anything about it last night and I was done. Done. I crashed on the couch for about an hour and then got up, put a whole chicken in the crockpot and started cleaning up some. I went right to bed after cleaning up the kitchen.

I woke up with a killer headache today….it’s been simmering for days. I think it’s the never ending rain. There were some pretty big storms in the area but we were lucky here…the North got hammered with at least one tornado…maybe more. Rain is in the forecast almost everyday this week…

The rain is not helping my mood either. Part of it is because I am nervous about the results of the blood work. Honestly…I can’t even tell you which result makes me more nervous?     Zia

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About dragonflyzia

I am just a woman finally accepting that I was never meant to be in the box. I don't fit into any stereotypes, please don't try and label me, that doesn't work either. I am embracing my uniqueness in ways that are new and challenging to me, so that I may continue to grow and never stop learning.
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