I’m Sad Today

It’s kinda late in the day for a first post, right? I usually flood the internets with blather, but today I’ve been quiet.

Why?

I’m sad today, that’s why.

My step daughter leaves for college on Wednesday. Today is the last official day that she’s at our house before she goes. She’s going to pay a quick visit to say goodbye on Tuesday, but other than that the rest of her time at home is Dad’s house time. That’s why I’m sad. She’s leaving again and she’s not leaving from here.

All of those Monopoly posts yesterday were because of her. She asked if she could spend the last evening at our house playing Beatles Monopoly. Absolutely we could. Strangely, we actually played until someone actually won. She and I both went completely bankrupt at about the same time. Jen and Harry kept going a little longer before Harry finally won. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a game of Monopoly actually finish before.

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The kids left for Dad’s house a couple of hours ago. I’m going to see Bellana only one more time before she goes. I already miss her.

Of course, given Covid-19 she’ll probably be back in a couple of weeks, but that’s sad too.

Gruesome

I took a vacation day today. Originally it was so I could be around for my mother’s second dose of chemo. Then I was going to use the day to go to the doctor and get my thumb and my rash looked at. Now… with everything else done, and knowing that poison ivy can be irritated by sunlight and wanting to keep my tendinitis wrapped up, I think I am going to be inside the house and not playing the guitar all day. That and wondering how the chemo is going. I guess I’m just going to spend the day binge watching Agents of Shield.

What was I talking about?

We used instacart yesterday to get some itch relieve stuff. It came in a spray. The spray gets everywhere and it smells pretty powerful. Let’s find an alternative, shall we? Instacart just brought us a cream. I can put that cream on top of the steroid cream that hopefully will clear up the steadily growing nightmare that is my skin right now. I hope it works. The evil spray shit kinda worked… kinda. Kinda made more of a mess than anything else. We will see.

I haven’t taken my photo a day pic yet today. A little part of me wants to take a picture of the rash, but that would be way too gory and gruesome for the poor unsuspecting Flickr viewers. I mean… it’s really gross right now and while I was hoping a couple of doses of juice yesterday would help start to clear things up… nope. It’s worse than it was yesterday.

Instead, how about a picture of my sweet ace bandage. I’ll take it off when I need to play guitar.

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