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Temper Tantrum Over
Feb. 11th, 2003 11:59 pmYesterday started earlier than normal for me, after once again sleeping fitfully, if at all. While I was tossing and turning I decided I wanted to take Mom up on her offer of taking me to visit Grandpa one last time before going to the airport. I'd initially thought it too risky, but I decided that if the weather was clear I'd go, and it was. I met one of Grandpa's caretakers, Mindy, who was very nice, and we heckled as they watched Price is Right. Neither Mom nor I are really familiar with the show, so they had to explain a lot of it to us, but we did agree that the prices seemed awfully high. As we left I made Grandpa cry when I reiterated what he'd asked me about, and I'd told him, a few months ago... namely that he had been a Dad to me. With that last trip I told him everything I needed to.
Unlike the trip out, the trip home was nice and serene. One of the attendants in the second flight remembered me from when I took the same flight last month -- he's Charlotte based, and our second flight went from PHL to RDU to CLT, so it makes sense. Security people can no longer accept flowers, according to the first one I tried to en-flower on Friday. Gate attendants and flight crews are still happy about it, though.
Andy met me at the airport with a bunch of daisies. He'd also gotten some irises to add to the bouquet he got me on my birthday. It's all pretty and even more colorful now, and I adore irises more every time I see them. We had a wonderful dinner at Firebirds, though I was already feeling tired from lack of sleep and from the general exhaustion which happens even on calm flight days. Which means, when all is said and done, that I was a bit cranky by the time I heard about the kitties, and was in no shape to talk about anything else.
Today I got an e-mail from the caretaker, who apologized and said he'd understand if we never entrusted Thena and Gail to him again. I probably will (I'll just leave them food enough), especially since we take care of his two kitties when he and his wife go away. I need to figure out how to reply to him -- it was obvious in his e-mail that he felt pretty badly about forgetting.
Today I grocery shopped for the week, took a nice chilly walk in which I did a lot of philosophizing and daydreaming, and for once remembered to start the pascetti sauce early so I could slow-simmer it. I also cleaned out the litterbox before it was overfilled, for a change, and had a talk with Andy in which we accomplished a fair bit. We tried a few more experiments with intimacy after we watched Monsters Inc yet again. Hopefully tonight will be more sleepful than the last few.
Unlike the trip out, the trip home was nice and serene. One of the attendants in the second flight remembered me from when I took the same flight last month -- he's Charlotte based, and our second flight went from PHL to RDU to CLT, so it makes sense. Security people can no longer accept flowers, according to the first one I tried to en-flower on Friday. Gate attendants and flight crews are still happy about it, though.
Andy met me at the airport with a bunch of daisies. He'd also gotten some irises to add to the bouquet he got me on my birthday. It's all pretty and even more colorful now, and I adore irises more every time I see them. We had a wonderful dinner at Firebirds, though I was already feeling tired from lack of sleep and from the general exhaustion which happens even on calm flight days. Which means, when all is said and done, that I was a bit cranky by the time I heard about the kitties, and was in no shape to talk about anything else.
Today I got an e-mail from the caretaker, who apologized and said he'd understand if we never entrusted Thena and Gail to him again. I probably will (I'll just leave them food enough), especially since we take care of his two kitties when he and his wife go away. I need to figure out how to reply to him -- it was obvious in his e-mail that he felt pretty badly about forgetting.
Today I grocery shopped for the week, took a nice chilly walk in which I did a lot of philosophizing and daydreaming, and for once remembered to start the pascetti sauce early so I could slow-simmer it. I also cleaned out the litterbox before it was overfilled, for a change, and had a talk with Andy in which we accomplished a fair bit. We tried a few more experiments with intimacy after we watched Monsters Inc yet again. Hopefully tonight will be more sleepful than the last few.
