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susandennisMy eye doctor just called. Not the office, the freakin' doctor himself. So weird. He hemmed and hawed but finally, in a bunch of word salad, I got that he wants to move my appointment from tomorrow to next February. His word salad sounded like he wanted this for his own convenience but was cognizant that I could need to keep it because of insurance concerns. I assured him I was tickled with February and we were good. Still weird he called. But, nice. And... I don't have to go tomorrow morning!
Last night Christian pinged me for breakfast this morning at our favorite cafe. It was great and fun to see him. He's headed over here this morning to hang art for his latest client. We had a fun visit and the favorite cafe was wonderful as always.
Before he joined me at the cafe, I got a voice mail from Noelle that she had been talking to Ethel and other of Myrna's friends and they thought they should contact Myrna's daughter but they wanted to talk to me first. I said fine but that I wasn't there. I just got a lengthy text from her that they got together and now want me in on it this afternoon.
Honestly, I got nuthin. I have given Myrna every invitation to contact me and she has not. If it's her choice, fine. If her son is holding her hostage emotionally or otherwise, there is absolutely nothing I can do about it. I have not seen her for a week. I know nothing about her condition. Others report she is still in pain. I am sorry but still nothing I can do in any way to affect the situation and it's not my place to do anything anyway.
But, I will sit down with them and tell them that - probably over and over again. They are both lovely people and if they want to interfere, then fine. But I do not.
We had a new guy at volleyball this morning. When he's all wet, he bears a striking resemblance to Kris Kristopherson but an alive version. Dry (in his bio pic), not so much. He was at the pool to swim and only joined us because swimming wasn't an option. He's tall with an impressive wingspan - lovely for volleyball but I don't think he'll be back.
Guess I'll see if I can get a doll made before the hand wringing/pearl clutching session.
Oh Shelf
Last night Christian pinged me for breakfast this morning at our favorite cafe. It was great and fun to see him. He's headed over here this morning to hang art for his latest client. We had a fun visit and the favorite cafe was wonderful as always.
Before he joined me at the cafe, I got a voice mail from Noelle that she had been talking to Ethel and other of Myrna's friends and they thought they should contact Myrna's daughter but they wanted to talk to me first. I said fine but that I wasn't there. I just got a lengthy text from her that they got together and now want me in on it this afternoon.
Honestly, I got nuthin. I have given Myrna every invitation to contact me and she has not. If it's her choice, fine. If her son is holding her hostage emotionally or otherwise, there is absolutely nothing I can do about it. I have not seen her for a week. I know nothing about her condition. Others report she is still in pain. I am sorry but still nothing I can do in any way to affect the situation and it's not my place to do anything anyway.
But, I will sit down with them and tell them that - probably over and over again. They are both lovely people and if they want to interfere, then fine. But I do not.
We had a new guy at volleyball this morning. When he's all wet, he bears a striking resemblance to Kris Kristopherson but an alive version. Dry (in his bio pic), not so much. He was at the pool to swim and only joined us because swimming wasn't an option. He's tall with an impressive wingspan - lovely for volleyball but I don't think he'll be back.
Guess I'll see if I can get a doll made before the hand wringing/pearl clutching session.
Oh Shelf
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Date: 2024-12-13 12:24 pm (UTC)The Myrna situation is so weird. You did so much to help and now not even a text or a thank you for the flowers.