Posted by Ilene on May 17, 2004, at 22:29:01
In reply to Dear diary May 16, posted by Ilene on May 16, 2004, at 21:50:32
Today was better than yesterday. I better discuss yesterday before I get any further. . . The alarm woke me up at 7 AM but I managed to get some more sleep. I puttered around all morning and took a late shower. Just as I wrapped myself in my kimono I got a call from my son's friend L. (this kid is probably bipolar, BTW) Turns out my son had arranged for his group in his TV production class to come over and film at our house. However, my son was on a sailboat in the Chesapeake Bay at the time. L. and I figured out that he could do the filming because he needed the house as a set, not my son as an actor. Then the doorbell rang, and I was standing out on the porch, talking to a strange man, wearing nothing but my kimono, explaining the filming situation. Everything ended up okay, except I was late picking up my son. It made me anxious enough for long enough that I took some Klonopin, which didn't help much. Maybe it works better if I can take it before I get anxious.
My son didn't have a good explanation for why he thought he could be two places at once, other than that he forgot he had a field trip, or why he failed to discuss his plans with a responsible adult. He had a bright red sunburn even though he says he put on sunscreen. (We're all redheads.) He also said he felt sick. Sure enough, he was sick this morning and spent most of the day in bed.
More about San Francisco--did I say that my husband had to leave our son with friends most of the week? He forgot to cancel the boy's pdoc appt, and he forgot to pay the bills. I had the checks all made out; they just needed to be signed and popped in their envelopes. I called the pdoc and apologized when I found out my husband hadn't cancelled, so today I left a message asking to resched. Also paid the bills. One was due today, damn it.
Filled out the tuition forms and wrote a check for the tuition deposit for my son's outrageously expensive high school; sent the forms to my husband for his signature. (This is coming out of what I inherited from my father.) Can you tell I'm the one who's taken over the money?
Took my daughter and her friend over to the Value Village while I walked around trying to figure out what my donations were worth, until the manager asked me what I was doing. "We don't like people doing surveys in here," he said. (I wonder what harm it would do?) He said the IRS will audit me if I claim more than $500. He is, of course, full of it. I guess it's unusual to be so exacting about evaluating donations.
Took the girls over to another friend's house. His mom was there, so we all socialized for a while. I don't get enough of that.
Despite staying busy it wasn't such a great day. I think I've plateaued on my thyroid med. I'm going to see a psychopharmacologist tomorrow. It's going to cost a lot of money. I wonder if he will have anything new to say.
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