30 September 08
I’ve been sick for, oh, a week. Bad cold or sinus infection or something gross that makes my head swim. It’s been unpleasant. I haven’t had to go anywhere though. I think I made Carl sick. It just hit him a couple days ago, and this week, he’s in Louisiana training people. He just called and was barely able to talk. He’s suffering pretty badly. Poor thing.
My head is swimming. But on another note, Mucinex D (with the pseudoephedrine) is FANTASTIC. Within 30 minutes, I was able to breathe freely.
29 September 08
I’m sleepy and grumpy and sick. And this paper is not doing so well. It’s about as sick as I am, possibly even worse.
24 September 08
I’m pretty convinced now that a spider is trying to take over my house. For some odd reason, a very large and ugly spider took up residence on the overhang in front of my front door. After going through the spiderweb three or four times, Carl “saved” me and took down the spider (and the spiderweb) with a stick and threw it on my roof. It’s been three days, and now the spider has built a very large web right outside my sliding glass door. It’s trying to trap me, you see. It’s very determined. And very strategic. Maybe I’ll leave it there for a day or two and then throw the spider in the bushes or something and hope it doesn’t come back. Yuck.
10 September 08
Carl is moving back to Germany for a year. He’ll be leaving at the end of October/beginning of November. I’m thrilled for him, because it is such a great opportunity and it will be so wonderful for his career, but I don’t like the thought of being apart for a whole year. We’ll get to see each other every few months, and I guess that will have to do. I’ll miss him.
5 September 08
This year is going to be crazy. I’m hoping it will be fun though. I’m doing all sorts of writing things, some trial stuff, and then three classes on top of that.
A squirrel just ran up to the sliding glass door. Leibniz was waiting. But then both of them kind of leapt upwards and backwards. Terribly funny.
Life is good right now. My house is messy, but I’m happy.