Monday rain

I woke up this morning like I'd been shot out of a cannon. I didn't know why at first but after a while I figured out that it was probably because of a loud clap of thunder. Of course I didn't sleep well last night as I didn't drug myself into a coma. When I set up my med boxes I decided not to put one of my anxiety med's in at bed time to see if I could sleep without it. Well the consensus it I can't so tonight I'll be putting it back in. Then if there is a thunder storm tonight I won't be woken up by thunder. Of course that also means I probably won't be the first one up in the morning but hey if John doesn't mind getting me up then it's OK with me.

My sister spent most of the day in bed sleeping yesterday. That means I spent a lot of time with her husband, John. I haven't always liked him because when I first met him it was at a dinner party that my sister had while I was married the first time and the both of them got so drunk they passed out. Later on in their marriage I came to find he was a great person but he doesn't spend a lot of time talking. Now that's a problem for me as I feel the need to fill up the time with something. Now, not being able to sit in front of the TV means I have to find something to do with my time which, according to my sister, will force me to broaden my mind. I'm not sure I want to do that. I haven't really missed not watch TV so far but I'm sure it will get to me soon. I'm so used to plopping down in front of the TV right after I put the coffee on in the morning that I'm not sure what to do with myself. I did bring some yarn with me to crochet with but I was done with that on Sunday. So after yesterday afternoon while my sister was awake we went to Jo-Anne Fabrics and I bought more yarn. I hope that I can get a lot of granny squares done so when I get home I can put the afghan together for Rich.

To get back to what I started about John. He is a man of few words and there are a lot of times that things are to quiet here. All you can hear is the cars going by out in front of the house and the birds singing. I like to hear the birds and the cars going by don't bother me but it just to QUIET. Give me kids yelling, someone's car alarm going off and the ever present TV blaring in the back ground and I'm a happy camper. Here at my sisters they don't seem to like any kind of noise and to tell you the truth I'm not the quietest person in the world. My sister has asked me more than once to keep the noise down and I'm not even sure what I did to make the noise. It quite an adjustment. I'm not sure yet if I like it. I have gotten so used to chaos that I'm not sure I like this.

Surprise my sister is up and it's before noon. I guess it's because she has a doctors appointment today. I would like to go back to bed because it's raining and I hurt every where you can hurt. In fact my hair hurts today. I don't mean my scalp, it's the hair it's self that hurts. I didn't sleep well so my back hurts and then there's the ever present Fibromyalgia pain that I have to deal with. It sucks today.

My sister has 2 cats, Charlotte and Matilda. When I got up this morning Charlotte decided that she wanted attention. Now I'll be the first one to give the kitties attention but let me get a cup of coffee in me first. Or let me get it started anyway. I have been up for quite a while now and every time I start doing something Charlotte is right there up my butt. She's just so damn cute I can't help but smile though. I was replying to an e-mail my mom sent me and she decided she wanted to lay on me so she plopped down on my right arm. Ever tried to type with something weighing down your arm? Not easy. Now that my sister is up she is following her so I have a reprieve from giving her constant attention. I couldn't even go to the bathroom without her coming in to see what I was doing. Kind of like having a toddler attached by a string. Makes me miss my babies back home.

I wonder if Dumkupf is over his snit fit and will talk to me tonight when I call. The other day all he did was sniff the phone TJ said. I wonder if he's standing at the door thinking "OK this has gone on long enough so she can come home now." He will give me such a greeting when I finally do get home. He won't leave me alone for days after. Middy must be missing me as well and I know when I get home she will be all over me like flies on shit as well. At least I know I'm loved.

I talked to Andrew last night and he was kind like What ever! I'm all this way from him and all I wanted was to hear his voice and he wanted to watch TV. I guess I should expect that because when I usually call he's playing Black Ops and doesn't want to talk then either. I haven't found a time to call him where he's not doing something he can stop for 5 minutes to talk to me. Kids now a day. You can't talk to them and you can't shot them. Andrew won't get to see me this Saturday so I hope he'll at least miss me.

I have to get ready to go with Audrey even though I'd rather go back to bed so Later..............