My turn

It's my turn to be sick. It started last night with a stuffy nose, headache and the chills and it continues today..lucky me. My dad was suppose to come over see if he can find the problem with our electricity in the front of the house. I called him and asked to postpone until tomorrow or Thurs. So we are.

At least I slept a semi normal sleep cycle last night. I went to bed after the basketball game and went right out. Unfortunately I didn't stay that way. I woke up at 2:30ish and tossed and turned but luckily fell back to sleep after a while. I was up for good about 5am although I didn't get up until 6 with Tom. It was just too comfy warm in there to give it up.

Today has been spent finding documents and wrestling with my scanner and email program. I hope I didn't send the lady at the credit union 10 emails with the mortgage application and documentation in it. It was a HUGE file (due to not being able to make a PDF file from my scanner...but now I can) and the email kept timing out on me and I'd get failure notices.

Michelle is being a sweetheart and trying to get rid of the huge pile of stuff in the livingroom before she goes to work in an hour.

Michelle told me I sounded like an old person yesterday. We were at a very busy intersection where I needed to turn right. Two teenage girls were walking and talking on the sidewalk alongside of me. Let's just say it's a very good thing I'm a cautious driver because those girls didn't even pause at the road, much less look to see if the way was clear. Just kept on walking like it was the sidewalk. Michelle made me honk at them as I drove by them. Then made the old person comment after I said something to the effect of Kids these days.

I love my brother but MAN! He has bellowing down to an art! He's the type of person who thinks louder means powerful. At my aunt's I almost said to him...will you please just walk over to the girl and tell her not to do that! Our aunt's neighborhood already knows someone named S is visiting (since he bellowed her name enough times...it's his youngest who is 2yo). Do they need to know everything she's doing too? I think Drew is very similar to him. So I was also thinking...if that was Drew.... I think I might get myself into trouble as a Grandma.

Well now Michelle needs to leave in 15mins, so I need to get off here and get ready to leave.