My house is wrecked. My degree of overwhelm is high. Just do the next thing.
So, I took Pierce to meet our new pediatrician today. Refilled his meds, all the while hoping he doesn’t have to finish this bottle. The ped is going to call neurology in St Louis and make a referral, while trying to switch his meds before we get him in. The Keppra rage is a real beast, and it’s making life miserable.
I went to the library. Worked for a few hours on my laptop with the free WiFi. My job is ending, but the end date is unknown as of now. I can’t decide how I feel about that, or if I’ll pursue something similar. Got new library cards. We get to use two different library systems here, free. It’ll make tracking due dates harder, I think, but between the two, we have a huge resource at our disposal. I’m thankful.
Our internet connection is still pending. Our yard is flagged by several utility companies. Creed thinks they put them there for him. Mini plastic flags are so tempting when you’re two. Blaine took precautionary measures and took photos of them and their placement. Please, can come and lay lines soon so this is no longer a temptation?
Supper didn’t happen until 9pm tonight, when i finally got home from town. This is becoming a trend. I so look forward to the day that our day stretches before us without obligations other than school and work. Even simpler, I look forward to being able to walk across my house unimpeded by boxes. The truck was empty and returned late Saturday night though.
Tomorrow: more boxes. Some school. One foot in front of the other. Do the next thing.