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Friday, August 7

Go day

6:20 am 

I’m on my first coffee. I’m trying to be quiet. Mike just got up. It’s our twenty-first anniversary today. We have nothing special planned. He got me a card. I haven’t even opened it yet. I got him nothing. He doesn’t like gifts.

Mike has to work today. I’m pretty sure he’s going to work and hang on as long as he can. He says he loves his job but it’s changing beneath him all the time. 

I’m driving the four grandkids back to Canton and maybe seeing my sisters. Depending on Vicki’s condition, I may stay over or I may drive back home. If I come back home I’ll go into clean up and recovery mode and then just relax. Tomorrow is a big birthday party for our neighbor’s  100th birthday. John is a WW II navy / coast guard veteran.  He and his wife Fran are pretty cool.

I’ve been waiting until the end of summertime go get my car washed, waxed and detailed. There was no point to it while hauling the kids around. Maybe next week. 

I can hear my faint wheezing peeping squeaking from my lungs when I exhale. I have been feeling a bit more uncomfortable and mildly congested at night. Although I have no diagnosed pollen allergies I react to something in the air at the end of summer/ beginning of fall. Usually a couple weeks in to the school year is when it gets cranked up. The mold spores disputed into the air from the falling leaves maybe.

I’m leaving Bitzi home. If I do have to go to OSF hospital and see Vicki I can’t take a dog in and she can’t just stay in the car. Mike can tend her. He usually takes a break and walks around the house every so often. 

All the scheduled times to use the big indoor pool next week are already taken. They make the time slots for the following week available online at 9 am every Wednesday. I forgot about it until last night but every slot is full. I suppose I’ll try the outdoor pool. Mike never goes with me. Never to the pool, fitness center, on walks. People assume I’m a widow. It’s just the way it is.

I took the dog out. Lately when I take her out she’s too distracted by looking at stuff, finding sticks to eat, sniffing, digging in the dirt to get down to business and pee. I take her out numerous times a day on walks. Mike takes her out around 9pm and then again around 12am. We take her food and water away about 8pm. She still isn’t allowed to roam free in the house because she’s peed on rugs a few times. She has an 8- panel portable wire puppy pen and a dog crate. She’s in the crate from around 9pm-6am with a couple outings to go pee. She’s five months old now. In another month she might come in heat. I haven’t decided yet whether to spay her or let her have a litter of puppies. The vet said I should wait until she’s 18 months old to breed her. She’s probably not going to weigh 10 pounds when she’s fully grown. I would have to find a similar-sized suitable male. Just not even sure I want to but there’s still a lot of time to decide.

6:42 I’m back home and exhausted. I drove all the way down and back. Vicki is not in an acute condition or in the hospital so I didn’t stay. The kids are back home. My skin biopsies were  all benign. Thank God. 

Wednesday, August 5


It’s sunrise and the house is still asleep. Just the way I like it. I woke up a while ago and couldn’t go back to sleep. I kept turning from one side to another, draping my legs and arm over Michael, hugging him, adjusted the covers, massaging his scalp gently while he slept so finally I just got up so I wouldn’t wake him.
The kids are sleeping. Mike got after Milo pretty bad last night for his mouthing off and disrespecting me. Mike has a very big boomy baritone voice. I’m sure it scared Milo. I know I’ve seen his mom get after him for acting that way too. You have to nip it in the bud now because soon enough he’ll be a teenager. My oldest son was physically and verbally abusive to me when he was in 8th grade when his dad and I were going through the divorce. He was treating me like he saw his dad treat me. At that point he was already considerably bigger than me and his father was encouraging and rewarding him for acting out against me.We certainly don’t want Milo getting that way.

I took the kids to Kohl’s in Algonquin this morning ( just 5 miles east of here) and bought them each three clothing items for back to school. Even with the “sales” going on I walked out stunned with how much kids’ clothes cost these days. They really didn’t even get much but with four kids it’s a lot. 

After that we came home, grabbed some lunch and I took them and the puppy to the park. The boys caught several small bass in the park pond. The girls played on the swings and weren’t interested in fish.

We’re having ( leftover) mashed potatoes and shredded chicken tacos and chili dogs. Several things to choose for picky eaters.

6:54 The dermatologists’ offoce called at 5:53 while I was outside walking the dog. The lady said to call her back but then no one answered. The pathology reports probably came back. If they were all clear she probably would have said so in her message.....

Now I’m feeling a bit uneasy and worried. Probably nothing big.

Friday, May 29

Mi a more

10:51 am Friday 5/20/20

In a little while I’m leaving to drop two bags off at Goodwill and take the puppy for her first check up. I text them when I arrive and they come out and get her and I wait in the car. Then I’m bring the puppy home and going to Costco to buy some tomato plants for my garden plot. The garden just opened for use today so maybe I’ll go plant tomorrow. 

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