Life intrudes, relaxation ensues

Went over to Heidi’s for dinner and to try to help her set up her wireless network. We failed at the network, but dinner was a huge success. Grilled chicken.

Sorena is visiting a friend in Texas this week, so Heidi and I had all the chat time in the world, except for dinner with G. But G. was right back to the TV room after dinner, while we finished the bottle of wine. No, wait, it got finished during dinner. We tried sitting outside, but it’s about 90 degrees and humid, so after all three dogs started panting (because they absolutely must follow Heidi wherever she goes, no matter if there’s not enough room, or it’s too hot, or they’re not wanted), we decided perhaps we should move inside. Plus, we were starting to sweat.

A while longer in the air conditioned Great Room, discussing our upcoming trip to the Outer Banks (beach house on a fairly private beach for nearly a week; they rented it and have an extra bedroom, which is now mine), things to bring, things to do, and just plain having a chat like we have not been able to have in a long, long time.

And there may be good news on the job front very soon. I’m hoping to hear tomorrow or Monday, but the signs are pointing towards being able to jump up and down and yell “YAY” pretty soon.

In the meantime, thank you again to those of you who hit the tipjars. I just got the bill for the ambulance, and I’m happy to say I’m only stuck with $51 for it. Thank heavens I got benefits at my last job—the hospital stay was covered.

I’m off to my GP tomorrow, who by now has consulted with the neurologist and read all my charts, and who will tell me in plain English what he thinks happened to me the other week.

I suppose all of this is a roundabout way of saying: I know there’s news out there. But for the first time in a very long time, I am far too relaxed to write about it. It can wait ’til morning. Of course I’m thinking about my friends in Israel and Lebanon; stay safe, all of you. (And the innocents of Lebanon, too.)

I am going to eat a few more of those Edy’s Dibs (knew I shouldn’t have bought them) and watch my soaps and bitch at the handycam that AMC thinks is new and improved.