Well I see that Jodie Foster came out at the Golden Globes last night and I'd watch the speech but it's like fifteen minutes long and so what? You go, Jodie! I don't know. Jodie Foster has never been my favorite actress. That movie Nell? I hated that thing. It was a white-hot mess in my opinion but no one asked. I thought it was embarrassing to watch.
So good morning. It's Monday. I have to go to the assisted living and sign some papers concerning Medicare today. I've spoken to the woman I'm meeting with on the phone about six times now but we've never actually met. The day I first spoke to her she had accidentally (of course) run over her son's foot. He's fine. He ran track that afternoon. In fact, the night we spoke she was late picking him up from track and we were trying to have a conversation while she was doing that and it was a bit confusing in that I would be speaking and then she'd say, "Excuse me," and then I could hear her yelling at her son's team mates asking if they knew where he was and honey, I've been there.
WHERE IS MY KID?!
I told her we'd speak later. She'd had a bad day.
Anyway, yeah, I'm going to meet her this morning unless one of us has another crisis between now and then and I'll visit my mother while I'm there. I haven't seen her since Friday but I got a call yesterday that she had fallen again but this time without injury, thank god. I don't think any of us could survive another hospital stay and that's the truth.
So I need to go take a walk if I can still remember how and then get my ass to town. One of the things I am most grateful for in my life right now is that dress I bought the day we were wedding-dress shopping for Jessie. It has become my uniform. I wore it three days in a row, washing it at night, when Mom was in the hospital. I slept in it in the hospital. It's like a nightgown, to tell you the truth and I'm tempted to go buy another one although they only have it in black and gray and I have the black and gray is not my favorite color. Why don't they have it in blue? Or red? I feel like a nun when I wear the black one. A nun in her nunnightgown. I wear different shirts under it so there's some color but still. Anyway, I'll take a walk and put on my nunnightgown and go to town or at least as far as the assisted living and then I'll go to the grocery store because we are almost out of toilet paper and that's a situation we do not need to deal with. I did get far enough into the Jodie Foster speech to hear her say that if they did a reality show about her life it would be incredibly boring. Can you imagine if they did one about me?
Ms. Moon is almost out of toilet paper!
Did I tell you that the hunter from Canada and his wife are coming on Wednesday?
No. I did not.
I think this requires some cleaning.
I am feeling vastly overwhelmed. And then we're supposed to go to Dog Island with them on Thursday. It just occurred to me that I haven't asked anyone to come and stay with the dogs. Jesus.
Okay. Okay. Okay.
Can you imagine if something large actually DID happen to me? I'd crumple like a piece of tin foil and weep endlessly. We have all seen this before. It is not pretty.