Sunday Night..... in Plan B

  • Oct. 19, 2015, 12:20 a.m.
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The A/C is off - for now and the windows open. A nice breeze coming thru. Now this is FL. Called my oldest sister and it snowed in Cleveland yesturday. ugh. no.
I went down south like planned had a nice time. Just stayed long enough. I first visited with my neice and her two children. They are getting so big. Then went on to Nancy’s and checked out all her stuff. She is very artsy. She has a big collection of doll houses. Actually it is a neighborhood. There all hand made and she makes alot of stuff her self. Rolled up card board, just all kinds of lil things. Here is what else she does and it is so flippen cool. She collects t.p. tubes. Cuts them in lil sections all the same size. Thousands of them. Then paints them. One is red another blue in and another black. She paints them inside and out. Then squeezes them in half when there kind of pointy at the end. Then the gluing begins. She glues them into a pattern. They are beautiful. Puts them on the wall with clear push pins. There interchangeable. You can put them anywhere. There strong too.
On to Sharon’s house. She got her teeth done this week as far as getting dentures. But she is got screws in her lower jaw and had to use cadaver bones to do because she didn’t have too much of a jaw bone to put the screws. Her lower jaw was bruised. She paid 13k for this. Ya. I hope it works for her case. I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t imagine having screws in my jaw. Shivvvvers.
Now I am ready for tomorrow. Have my clothes picked out. I ironed my scrubs. Ready for a new begining. Ready to learn again. One thing I can do well is being stagnent. Just being Lucy in the chocolate factory is not me. I love learning new things and growing into my field. I am blessed I got this job. I only wish the best.
Now I need to find a snack. I really didn’t eat today. Not hungry. Now I must go graze. This week is going to be an interesting one.


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