Home again and yeah
Nov. 5th, 2011 03:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
susandennisThis morning I almost left the house for the pool in plenty of time except I forgot my towel and then I couldn't find my Kindle and then I grabbed the tablet but couldn't find it's sleeve and then my shoes that were supposed to be in the hall were in the living room and oh, did I look by the chair for the Kindle? Score! Ditch the tablet, out the door. Get to the pool. Where the fuck is the towel????
But since I've lived with me for more than 62 years now, I'm ready for my picadillos. I grabbed the towel from the secret trunk hole where I always keep a spare suit and towel for just such emergencies.
Swim class was good and packed. Nice group and nice workout. There's a lady in the class who always asks me about Steve - happily because of the crowds and the splashing and stuff I can just pretend I didn't hear her. Today, after class she finally got me and this time asked about my daughter and I had to come clean. It took quite a bit, actually to convince her I wasn't Carol.
At the other pool, I'm often called Rebecca I finally did get to see the real Rebecca last week. She is every bit the looker I am.
Then I did my errands. Cat food. A few groceries. And on to brunch which was rather much of a fail as the place I wanted to go was packed and there were no other good places nearby and I really ran out of breath just looking.
I finally hooked up with Matthew and we went to see Tower Heist which was, I thought, just tons of fun.
Now I'm home and glad to be here. I think my cough is much better. I have only had one Ican'tstopcoughing fit today which is way better right there. But I am so short of breath it's not funny. I can swim just fine but anything else has me panting like a dog after a run. I hope this isn't the way it will be til the end. My Mom lived on oxygen for the last few years. It wasn't that pretty.
Now I plan an evening of good dinner, bear knitting, tv watching and then, tomorrow, I may just lather, rinse, repeat.
But since I've lived with me for more than 62 years now, I'm ready for my picadillos. I grabbed the towel from the secret trunk hole where I always keep a spare suit and towel for just such emergencies.
Swim class was good and packed. Nice group and nice workout. There's a lady in the class who always asks me about Steve - happily because of the crowds and the splashing and stuff I can just pretend I didn't hear her. Today, after class she finally got me and this time asked about my daughter and I had to come clean. It took quite a bit, actually to convince her I wasn't Carol.
At the other pool, I'm often called Rebecca I finally did get to see the real Rebecca last week. She is every bit the looker I am.
Then I did my errands. Cat food. A few groceries. And on to brunch which was rather much of a fail as the place I wanted to go was packed and there were no other good places nearby and I really ran out of breath just looking.
I finally hooked up with Matthew and we went to see Tower Heist which was, I thought, just tons of fun.
Now I'm home and glad to be here. I think my cough is much better. I have only had one Ican'tstopcoughing fit today which is way better right there. But I am so short of breath it's not funny. I can swim just fine but anything else has me panting like a dog after a run. I hope this isn't the way it will be til the end. My Mom lived on oxygen for the last few years. It wasn't that pretty.
Now I plan an evening of good dinner, bear knitting, tv watching and then, tomorrow, I may just lather, rinse, repeat.
