today, again.

Taking another sick day.

Downwood got home last night about 2 AM. We have some really good friends.

He still doesn't feel so well - I'm not entirely sure why they sent him home then - but he's better than yesterday.

Ox and I are going to the park after his speech therapy. I will likely treat myself to a fancy coffee beforehand.

I really want Downwood to be feeling better. I am a selfish Sabine and want to go to New(er) Dancer Night tomorrow. I'd like to take Emi. I want to see my friends. I want to show off my nearly-completed tattoo. I want to enjoy life instead of going from one crisis to another.

I will read some Discworld today. I am still sad about Sir Terry's passing. If you haven't yet, look up his last three Tweets. Perfect and yet heartbreaking for the rest of us.

Sigh. Much sad today. Some happy to look forward to - maybe I'll run errands and go get my spa stuff and get my car washed - such as a haircut in a while and a bang trim sooner (yay!).

Also need to pick up the Girl Scout Cookies tonight. And then start trying to get moneys from people. Yey.

So it goes. It's a day. Now to go get some laundry started.