My Internet came back this morning...but only AFTER I went down to pay the rent and complained in person.
I talked to my sister for a few minutes today. Grandma's on the warpath and wants Dad back at work, despite the little problem of the pins in his thumb and the gash in his fingers and you know, the fairly significant INJURY he suffered all of two days ago.
She really is a world class I will not put the word in but you know what it is.
Of course, Dad's boneheaded doctor says as long as he doesn't use his left hand, he can go back to work. DOES the man KNOW what my father does for a living? He'll only hurt himself worse if he goes back.
OI.
After I got done talking to my sister, I hopped in the shower, cooked some stuff, and set out clothes for tomorrow because I have to be up early to work and I hate not having it all set to go. This I did in an hour.
Tomorrow's going to be a long day.
I am going to lunch with a friend, so ta,
Bec
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