My allergies and stupid red eye overwhelmed my to-do list. It got bad again yesterday. An accumulation of the past week probably. Wasn't about to drive in that condition. I can't even read a book like this. I had my Kindle reading to me, but it was from a random book, not the one I've been trying to finish for a month since that is PAPER.
So I don't even feel like I accomplished something there. It did get better for a few hours last night, enough for me to play around a little online, but that was about it. Went to bed at 11 since my eye was better shut than open...and proceeded to be awake until at least 2:30 am with body ache and chills from the stupid medicine. ARG. This HAS to get better by the time I go on vacation. It is already feeling a lot better today. The more time I put between myself and my office the better I get. I swear it is that nasty building doing this to me.
Found out through my mom that the German lady who owns the family restaurant my parents frequent used to play pro soccer in Germany along with her husband. So many...emotions... *___* We all adore her and have speculated on her mysterious past like nosy customers do. Not to mention how she ended up in such a hick part of the world.
She is beautiful, fit, probably upper 40s, platinum blonde, around 5'9"-5'10". Probably was a forward with those specs. So now her coolness has skyrocketed. I can forgive the fact she is convinced I am younger than I am. Mom says Amy keeps up with the sport still. I am going to have to ask her if she follows FFC Frankfurt so we could properly squee over
Ali Krieger. Or if she is a
Sounders FC fan. Manchester United. I am obviously going to come off as a creeper next time I see her.
There are a lot of people in that inbred town that have given my family trouble over the years for one reason or another (none of them legit), but Amy, as a fellow "outsider" has always been very kind to my parents. When dad had surgery and mom would go pick up food to bring home she'd throw in a piece of pie for dad. *sniff* Outsiders need to stick together.
Hope Solo is doing the rumba to a song from Rent tomorrow. It will probably be great and the judges can already STFU as far as I'm concerned. They promised no more
Mr and Mrs Bickerton too so see how that goes. No more grappling during rehearsals? Boo! She also got her first spray tan ever yesterday.
"I've officially gone to the dark side!" Han would not be pleased. No more goalkeeper tan lines. :(
Mom called to read me the riot act on my eye. Thanks, mom. Now my eye hurts AND I feel bad inside. I've been to immediate care and they are idiots. Since my work has switched my insurance 3-4 times in five years I can't go to my regular doctor and the other doctors aren't taking new people until late November. There isn't anyone more mad about that than me. Trust me. I don't need any more phone calls like that. Now I am mad. What is with my family and making me feel WORSE after a phone call?
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