Gotta get rid of that last post, despite having not much to say.
Ty's stomach has been bothering him the past two days so I am taking him to see the surgeon this morning. If I take him to see her, he will be fine. If I ignore it, his appendix will be re-infected. Right? Playing it safe here. The nurse didn't understand that he still HAS his appendix and was like, "Why are you even calling us? Take him to his primary care guy." Until she got it that it's still in there, then she was all business and apology and made us an appointment. No one has heard of this waiting to take it out until the infection is gone - I am going to suggest to the doctor that she tell her staff about it.
The joys of unemployment continue to multiply. Walking and visiting with friends, working on the house, planting in the garden, even paperwork is not a bother. Susanne had asked if I was looking for a job, and the answer is yes, but I'm not looking very hard. Ty's friend's father is a photographer and he needs someone to organize him and send out promotional materials as he is always travelling, so I may end up doing that. It's right up the road and I can bring the kids or do it from home. It just doesn't make sense for me to put the kids in camp/child care all summer as I won't end up making any money at the end of the day. Plus, I'm so HAPPY not working, so relaxed. I have time to play badminton and wiffle ball and Monopoly, there isn't that intense pressure to keep working all the time on dinner and dishes and bedtime and laundry. It's a good life.
Since we are headed into The Not-So-Great Depression here in the U.S., it's good that I am planting some vegetables, yes? If only we could keep cattle here. Perhaps we will end up eating the deer, thereby saving the flowers. Sorry, vegetarians. Our swamp could be a rice paddy? There's certainly no room for wheat or corn.
Last night at the monthly PTO meeting, someone mentioned that overseas companies are disappointed in the quality of U.S. college graduates. Our country is in a shambles. It's hard not to just bury one's head until the next President. If that day EVER comes.
Walking is becoming more and more attractive as gas prices rise, and that's a good thing. Now if we only had sidewalks. I am assuming pedestrian fatalities will rise around here on this winding little roads with no shoulders.
Well, this has turned into a depressing little post, hasn't it? One would never know I'm feeling cheerful. My work is done here. Carry on.