Well, Sunday wasn’t too good. I spent most of the day sleeping, and trying to ignore the pain in my lower back, and stomach cramps. My bwisita has conquered me, once again. And so, after a few chats on the Web, I was back in bed, resting.
Monday was quite an early start. Early, meaning midnight. Actually, it should be Sunday night at 10:30. I woke up after a long nap and could not go back to sleep. So, waiting for Lucien’s alarm to go off, I goofed off on the Web.
After Lucien left and I watched Outer Limits for a time, I felt restless. I wanted to drive. I was hungry anyway. So, I called Lucien and I drove to his work and hung out there. I brought an Agatha Christie mystery to keep me company.
Bored as I was, I started doing Scan Disk and Defrag on their computers at work. Boy, lots of MB to delete at Disk Cleanup as well. As I was waiting (it took about 6 hours to defrag one of the computers, the rest didn’t even finish before the other people started coming in for Monday’s work), I dug myself into my book.
It was an interesting read, Agatha Christie did it well. I must admit, I have heard of Agatha Christie novels, but I have never even read one book of hers until today. Very ingenious, intriguing, disturbing. I want to read more of her work.
I finished the book, and there was nothing else to do. I didn’t want to hear someone’s gripes about how she hated her job (believe me, she voiced it a lot…maybe every 5 minutes?). And I didn’t want to stay and see the morning people come in. Even the manager, who was usually cheerful, was annoying to me today. I got out of there, quickly and quietly.
Now, as my 3rd day seems to be still beginning, I’m looking into houses. I found a quaint one down the road, and ironically, my mom used to rent that house. It’s up for sale now, and I want it. I just hope we can afford it.
Here’s to 7 more days…