Mmmmm, cookies. (Google images)
Before I write on my blog, I read all the unread posts of all the blogs I follow. I suppose I just want to catch up with everyone else's news before I write my own, and sometimes I get ideas of what to write from them as well. I like to start at the bottom of the list and go up. I do this because the most prolific writer I read on a regular basis is at the top of an alphabetical list. For those of you that have let 10 months go by without a post, I will probably take you off of my reading list just to avoid the disappointment.
This year, as Romeo is unemployed during the same time frame as I was last year, we have again cancelled Christmas. Last year Romeo insisted I decorate anyway, which I did. I've noticed that he isn't insisting this year. I'm not saying anything, in hopes we can skip it. In fact, I'm rather enjoying the freedom of not having to worry about gift buying (although I do need to buy something for the office party). I just might have to make this a habit...although I suppose that we will continue to decorate. Maybe.
Me Mum is going home today. Apparently there has been a mad rush to have a hospital bed set up and be there for the delivery of a lift chair. My understanding is that since she was not making any progress, she might as well be at home. The only thing I don't understand is why this decision was made near the last minute. Perhaps because it is Friday. I am clueless. My sister and I had quite a talk about Mum yesterday, and it seems that we both believe that within 6 months (or less) she will probably have to go into a nursing home. I understand that she is afraid of falling again, but I don't understand how someone would fail to put forth some effort to stay home. I really hope I'm wrong.
I had a meeting with an adviser today at UNM, and after a discussion about a class that I really want to take, she suggested that I e-mail Prof. *** and ask if I could take one class and have it substitute for another. Turns out there are TWO Prof. ***'s, so I had to e-mail her back and ask which one it is. Or, I might just e-mail both and ask the one it doesn't pertain to "please disregard if you are not in the anthropology department". :-(
Well, that's about all I have. Nothing exciting. Nothing earth-shattering, or otherwise interesting. Just the usual day to day bullshit. Yep. It's my life:-)