I’m waiting for Grant to get all cleaned up from his early-afternoon jog. The basement (where his room is) is FREEZING. I am sitting here in bed, fully clothed (I got clean earlier) with jeans and a sweatshirt on. I also have the down comforter pulled up to my waist so I don’t freezeify.
I like A/C, don’t get me wrong. Sometimes you just want some real fresh air. It’s nice to be able to sleep with just a sheet sometimes. And as much as I love the shower here, coming into an A/C room after a nice hot shower is a bit of a jolt. I’m surprised I don’t have a cold yet.
Accommodation is all figured out. Even Grant has his settled. I’m excited to think we’re leaving in less than a month. I can’t believe it. It seems so unreal. Until I have that visa I’m not going to be able to think I really am going. Things are just too crazy.
My cousin is getting married in. .2 weekends and that’s pretty thrilling. I’m not looking forward to the long plane ride over there, but I think it will be a lot of fun. Any vacation away from Baltimore is a welcome one. It will be very nice to see the cousins and feel short again. The only people shorter than me are Tara (she’s 11) and my mom. Everyone else is taller. No, wait, Aunt Caroline too. I don’t know how tall Alex is (my 17 year old cousin), but there is a VERY good chance she is now taller than me. We shall see. I’m hoping we’re about the same height.
I’ve been feeling very odd recently. Muscle cramps and general feelings of ick. I’m not sure what to do about it all. I just want to lie around and be a lazy blob. Grant and I have been going to bed rather late and getting up close to 11:30/12. Bad form. I need to start getting up a lot earlier. If I get my system to start thinking 9 a.m. is a good time to get up, then all the better.
I miss my Winston. Being away from my puppy is getting harder and harder. He’s getting thinner, and sleeping a lot more. He’s still a happy dog. At least I hope so. At 9 1/2 years old he’s doing pretty well. Cancer is a nasty little thing and I’m really hoping he makes it a bit longer. I would love to make all his pain go away, and for everything to be okay. I’m not ready for him to leave. I’m not ready to leave him. It’s all very hard.
Spidge is still the same old cat. She’s calmed down a lot, but she still hates too much attention, and she really likes to swipe at ankles. She has a new obsession though: vibrating things. My mom has a small back vibrator thing and Spidge has taken to staring at it like it’s the neatest thing on earth. I didn’t believe it until I saw it. Pretty funny stuff.
And now Grant is all cleanified and we need to figure out what to do for today. I still feel rather indoorsy and lazy, but getting out would be a nice change. Nothing quite like curling up and watching a movie, but it’s nice weather and less humid so I think even a small hike will be a nice change.