This week, in general, sucked. I had the day from hell (with observation!) on Monday, a brief upswing on Wednesday when I did my tech talk, and then yesterday the confrontation in the break room about iBooks took what little wind I had in my sails, out.  I did come home and go for a walk/run, only I only ran 2 segments before my lungs seized up, and my inhaler that had been in my pocket was suddenly NOT.  I waited, wheezing, on the couch for Dave to come home so that we could go look for it, and my shins hurt like hell, and wah wah waaah.  I got up early this morning to go to Daed’s swim meet in Brunswick (about 2 hrs away) and saw him in 2 heats, and just as he was finishing up, his dad showed up and took him off to a movie.  Amy and I made plans to meet in Freeport, but there was a missed exit/backtrack/missed connections thing going on (seriously, we have decided we cannot ever try to meet up unless both of us have cell phones) so instead of getting lunch with Amy and gossiping about random shit, I wandered around Freeport and got a happy meal before heading home.  And Freeport’s McDonalds is governed by all kinds of ordinances, including one that prevents the McD’s employee from speaking to you when ordering at the drive-thru.  It’s very disconcerting, and you have to follow the signs on a screen, but it just flashes ads and doesn’t say ‘Please Wait to Order’ so I said my order three times before the conversation screen showed up. Lame.  I didn’t spend any money beyond that, because we’re paying the taxes this weekend (GULP) and our vacation is in four weeks. And, the whole trip down was scheduled around our 36-Hour GOF Schedule,  because I’m nearing ovulation.  ANYWAY.

So, the whole week kinda sucked.  I’m glad I went to Brunswick, anyway, because I think Daed was glad to see me, and I hope he felt good that I made it to see him swim.  It was nice seeing Amy, and her dad, who is awesome, and drove even farther than I did for the same purpose, AND brought water and Gatorade to donate to the team for concessions. I called Amy from the road and gossiped then, and came home to an empty house.  I grabbed the mail and opened the door, and a box from Amazon was there.  I couldn’t think of what I had ordered, I knew I hadn’t, but maybe it was for the package I’m putting together for the Digster? It was addressed to me, so I knew it wasn’t for Dave. 

When I opened it, my jaw dropped! It was for ME! A PRESENT!  Brooke in NYC sent me Living in Clip. I can’t believe it! I’ve never gotten a present from my wishlist before; I never expected one.  I keep my wishlist as a shopping list for myself.  When I’m ordering something, or Dave is, and we want to tip it over the $25 mark to get free shipping, I’ll grab something from my wishlist, usually, to do it.  If I read about a book I want, I add it, so I don’t forget the title.  When I have a moment like I did last Sunday, and realized I hadn’t listened to Ani in a while, I wishlist whatever it is that I don’t want to forget.  So, it was a total surprise, and it made my day.  Thank you, Brooke! I’m about to go upstairs and put it in to listen to while I work on one of my sewing projects. Rock on.