Note to self: maybe don’t schedule a test for 5:50 AM ever again. It doesn’t good so great. It confuses the proctors when I try to take it in the bathroom. “Can you remove the non-allowed test items?” …you mean the contents of the entire BATHROOM? That’s my bad, though. Never again.
The other weird of the day (that is now yesterday) is going to the car dealership and walking around for five hours to have them look at the brakes and some shifting/timing belt problems (I don't know what I'm talking about; I just grew up listening to Click and Clack the Tap-It Brothers, alright?). What with elementary school being out of session and all, L had to come with me. I suppose I could have asked an in-law or parent to watch her, but I think it's good to practice things like waiting, walking in an urban environment, finding shit to do while waiting for other shit to happen with extra-minimal screens? I don't know, man. We went to the Home Depot at a time of day when it wasn't slammed (fun!), then the library, ate lunch at the library cafe (and got serenaded by a five-year-old girl from Oz about how we must take care of the world's creatures or else we won't have any pets), went to the library park, and walked back to the dealership (for a total of five hours). Anyway, the upshot of all that is that we had a lovely day (even if I was a bit sleep-deprived) and the dealership didn't charge me anything (which has to be the first time in the history of the world), because they couldn't ascertain that anything was wrong.
S is back in Moose Pass for a few days. It's pretty beautiful there, it sounds like; he really likes it there as far as scenery and small-town livin' goes. From the descriptions it must be like Northern Exposure. He talked about how when it dumped snow last year the town pitched in together to clear the roads and driveways. Not that you can't google it, but in case you don't want to, here:
However! The last week was consumed by some escalated inflammation in S's right dorsal aspect of foot closest to the great toe. It's been shifting about and the upshot was that he thought it was broken. He was also experiencing pain in his LLE (foot) and actually used my crutches to move around downstairs for a few days. Rest, ice, the whole thing. Well, I took him to urgent care on a Thursday afternoon and while they didn't test him for gout, they seemed to think it was most likely gout. He was a little irritated that they didn't offer X-rays. I was a little irritated that they didn't test him for gout. But in any case he's doing better now thanks to steroids, Tylenol, and a Russian PA telling him to "stop drinking excessive amounts of alcohol". Also, come to find out his dad has gout and shared some medication with him. Gout! It ...happens?
I look forward to the future where doors will have the option of being force-fields (I assume). I had the door open to keep an eye on my kid in the backyard because I am a helicopter parent and etc. But I assume this is when a shrew/mouse ran into the house, because our cat has been stalking the kitchen and sniffing the floor like she has the scent of something. She's a pretty good mouser despite having poor eyesight. She's got pretty pronounced strabismus; unsure if she was born with it or if there was some trauma that caused it (we got her from a shelter). Last year she caught a shrew that had wandered into the house in the winter (probably when S had his break-up phone call with his last boss; lots of pacing with front and back doors wide open). We told my MIL and she had the most visceral reaction to hearing the word "mouse". I recall hearing at some point that phobias are created as a result of some suppressed memory or trauma.
Who knows if that's true, but of all my fears, snakes, mice, and spiders aren't among them. Heights? Sure. Lobotomies? Definitely. But I had a mouse run up my body and bite me on the thumb and I don't fear rodents. Was bitten by a brown recluse and I don't fear spiders. And my mom has a story about a copperhead using the doorjamb outside our front door to...cross the deck? I question that snake's judgement, but I don't by default fear snakes. Or snapping turtles, water moccasins. They used to swim in our ponds all the time. Crawdads freak me out a little, I guess. But when they're out of their holes they're fine.
I hope you're doing all right. I hear there are some tornados tearing through the south midwest.
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