I’ve spent the morning trying to chop up the million boxes all of the new stuff came in. I don’t want to have to call a junk removal again.
I’ve been able to do other things at the same time though….
Thanos. Dick.
Chores
Category: Generic
Blocked
I want to go back to sleep but Patches won’t let me.
New Stuff
Jen did this:
I did this:
I also did this:
Ring
At my pre-surgery class today they told us not to wear any jewelry to the hospital. That means I can’t wear my wedding ring.
I asked Jen if she can bring it to me once I’m in my post-op room. I said I don’t want any of those hospital staff folks getting the idea that I’m single and ready to mingle my way out of my anesthesia fog.
Goodness no!
Five days to go.
Screwed
This guy is an asshole. This guy right here.
Music Nook 2.0
Say hello to the future home of Music Nook 2.0.
Think She’ll Use It?
Doubtful.
Lerxst
So I’m driving from my weight loss surgery class to the Supercuts in Tewksbury and I’m listening to the Envy of None record.
Spy House is playing and it gets to that moment when the guitar launches out from under the mix and Alex Lifeson reminds us that he’s the greatest guitarist ever. That moment.
I may be in a fragile state right now and that might explain why I got super emotional and a smile lit my face and my eyes grew damp and I literally asked myself who would I even be without Alex Lifeson?
Yeah. That moment. Let’s all give thanks that Alex keeps blessing us with his presence.
Last One
Today is the last appointment before the surgery. Yikes!
Vitamins
I am officially a Pill Caddy User. I feel old, even though having a pill caddy has nothing at all to do with age.
Enjoy the artsy pic. There’s only one window in the cellar, and the sun only hits it for a brief time in the morning.
