Good, uh, afternoon.
I slept until 10:30 - which may seem incredibly lazy but really, I was up last night with Markie who was having a string of nightmares. So really, I didn't go to sleep until about 8.
So I'm not really lazy. Really.
But I feel like it.
I began pushing buttons and making phone calls as soon as I came downstairs. Bathrobe on, coffee in hand and voice definitely still morning gravelly. I figured by the time I finished pushing all the correct buttons to get the correct person - my voice would have woken up.
Not quite - but close.
Wendy's appointment with the orthopedic surgeon is first thing this coming Wednesday morning. Wish us good driving weather. I was trying to get something closer to home, but the initial consult has to be done 1/2 hour from home no matter which way I work it. We're going to try St. Joe's this go-around because variety is the spice of life and all that. It'll be interesting to compare, even though this injury is different than Brian's femur break two years ago. Our follow-up care will be closer to home which I prefer this wintry time of the year.
She's still in good spirits, but has the darndest time just sitting in one place. I'll go out this evening and get her some projects. I just got home from the library where I got about seven books on CD for her - that'll slow her down for a good many hours.
So right this minute....
Wendy's listening to her book
Brian's on one couch reading a book
Mark's on the Lazy Boy doing the same
Pa's out in the cold blowing winter snow fixing the brakes on the jeep
Allan's at a neighbors
and I'm pondering how lazy my day should be