It’s been such a week. I’ve had a rotten cold most of the week though I’m much better now. It’s interesting, sort of, with this stupid surgery coming up that I totally stressed about a cold. Nothing you can really do about it. I think I just like to worry.
On the plus side, I think I finally have a ride to the hospital. I wish I was still in Wyoming where I’d have half a dozen friends willing to do this. Other potential rides fell through but my friend Bob from rehab looks like he’s going to be able to do it. I really hate asking anyone – I hate HATE HATE not being independent. I did my pre-admission thing over the phone on Tuesday and she not only wants someone to drive me – and to have proof of that – but thinks someone should spend the night with me. Dad is in the house, that’s good enough. This is a 5 minute surgery that doesn’t even require general anesthesia. I refuse to worry about that part. Have you had surgery lately by the way? Special soap for two showers, must have clean sheets and clean towels and clean jammies. For a half inch incision.
On the minus side, I was finally well enough to go to rehab today and made it not quite a mile from the house when my tire blew out. It was, of course, raining. But, could have been far worse. I was barely moving and was able to pull right off into the driveway of my storage unit. I could have gone and visited my stuff while I was waiting for the fellow from the shop to come and change my tire. I also had a brand new full sized spare and so I was able to replace just one tire and put the somewhat used tire in the trunk as my spare. Got my oil changed, too, since I was there and it only cost me $186.
Did I mention I’m trying to save money? I’m really trying not to spend money on things I don’t really need. Oh well. We didn’t crash or mess up the rim or anything like that.
I found today (on dooce.com) a link to Letters of Note. I think I’m developing a real fascination with other people’s letters. I’m still reading As Always, Julia. I’ve found I need to break it up a bit but whenever I pick it back up I am right back into that “just a few more pages” place. Anyway, THIS LETTER totally made me cry. I’m loving the glimpse into other people’s lives. It’s a little voyeuristic, I suppose. And now I’m feeling compelled to read Simone de Beauvoir’s Letter’s to Sarte. It’s been on my mental list for a long time but there’s just something about reading letters that I’m really enjoying right now. Feel free to recommend other letter collections.
A somewhat strange book recommendation I’ve been meaning to make is Cake Icing, Butt Budder and Tea Lids. It is, I suppose, basically a romance and not something I’d typically recommend. I don’t completely agree with the main character’s search for the “right man” – but I absolutely love the author’s voice. The story is completely secondary. Plus, even the right man thing is not what you expect. I love Jezze’s mother who feels more creative topless and decorates the cakes for their business semi-nude. If you want to read something light and just enjoy the hell out of listening in your head, give this book a try. And by the way, I don’t know about you but I always hear the accent when I’m reading. When I’m reading a British book I end up talking with a light British accent. I was a tiny bit Cajun after this book. I really hope someone reads this (it’s still only 99¢ on Kindle) and tells me what they think.
Nothing much else going on this week.