It has been so very, very quiet this morning in the computer lab and it is making me extremely drowsy. I’ve been working on a solution to why some of our computers aren’t sleeping automatically. Rain is softly pattering on the roof and that is not helping along with the subdued light in here. I keep propping up on my elbow and almost falling asleep. Noon can’t come soon enough on this rainy day – a good day for crawling in the bed and sleeping. It is not helping to do a little day dreaming as well where I stare off in the distance and quickly almost drift off in sleep.
An Interesting Hump Day…
Let me tell you. Yesterday was was extremely interesting parentally speaking. Mom was busier and more hyperkinetic than she has been in years. I got home from volunteering and there was a message from her on my answering machine.
“I will be home from shopping around noon and will call you. I hope you can still unload my groceries.”
Mom called and I drove over to help her put everything away in their pantry. My mother had bought a ton of groceries this week and some for me as well. Mom then gave me a big bag of lemonades and Chef Boyardee macaroni and cheese in compensation and I stuck them in my car. I also got some sweet tea and other assorted things.
“Let’s go get two of those pickled sausages and a soda,” she then said excitedly with a big grin as we finished putting away the groceries.
I happily agreed – always glad to do such a thing. I love those pickled sausages. My mother also wanted to donate more books to the library. I loaded several canvas bags of books in the trunk. These are all recent books she has bought and read in our forays to the bookstore during trips for soft tissue therapy. These weren’t just some cheap paperbacks.
We stopped by Fat Albert's and ate in the parking lot as we talked. I also got a creamy curl honey bun, a weakness of mine, and mom had to take a bite of it. Those things are decadent. She sent me back in to get her one too.
Mom probably called me three more times about various things as I was trying to take a nap. C’est la vie – such is life! They were kind of strange calls as well and I asked her if she over-imbibed in anything. She asked me once if she had left her books in her groceries!?
We then went and filled up both our cars at Chamblee’s down in Valley where my father has a charge account. Mom was aghast that my car was almost on empty and insisted we do this task. She never lets her car get below half full.
Needless to say, I was glad to get home. My mother was outdoing me and she is almost twice my age.