24 June 2008
Tuesday. The days are all starting to run together. Packing. Consumes. Me. I must type the word for the day of the week, in order to remember it.
I did have a doctor’s appointment today—all good. I have an official diagnosis and name for something I’ve been dealing with for twelve years: supraventricular tachycardia! Doesn’t that sound impressive? I was in a pretty good mood when I left The Heartplace (yes, that’s what it’s really called!), so I decided to treat myself to lunch. I considered driving through a fast food place on the way home, and then got a bold idea. I was really only blocks away from Mi Tierra—the new Latin Fusion restaurant owned by a friend. So, that’s where I went—all alone—and enjoyed their appetizer sampler plate as my lunch. Anyone who knows me will understand how much I must love this food in order for me to go into a restaurant by myself and sit there and eat alone! But, really . . . I’m not gonna get to eat there again until September!
Then, back at home, back at work. As I was working in the workshop, finishing up some final sewing, and . . . yes . . . packing, Artemis slept. Despite the new arrangement of the bedroom, she still managed to locate Kyle’s pillow and sleep on it. <sigh>
~MB
I had to giggle at ‘type the word for the day of the week’. Things have been such a jumble here that the days over the past month are just a blur. Days have passed. Things have happened. But who’s to tell which days those things happened on!
Have a safe trip and a great summer!