Things with Milo: About the same. Ross and I dug a little pebble or something like that out of his right ear on Sunday night. It didn’t seem to be bothering him, although he did come up to Ross and ask Ross to look in his ears. I have no idea how long it was in there. His other ear also appears to be pretty badly blocked by wax, and today at school he was apparently sticking crayons in his ears, really trying to dig them in there. He has an appointment tonight to get his ears checked out and make sure they don’t need to be irrigated or they aren’t infected or anything like that, just to look and see. The Psychologist appt is November 6th or 9th, so that’s come up soon.. and then the appointment with the psychiatrist is on the 24th, I believe, right before Thanksgiving.
Ross: STILL LIVES HERE AND IGNORES ANYTHING I SAY ABOUT HIM LEAVING.
Insurance: I’m at a stand still until ROSS MOVES OUT, because he is Milo’s dad, so I can’t list him as a roommate, since his being related to Milo makes him “family.”
AJ: Ugh that girl kills me. We had a great time at the Happy Hour wine tasting thing we went to, and I was floating on air for the rest of the weekend, just high off her energy. Then Monday rolls around and she was sort of .. I dunno, distant. Maybe she thought we needed to take a step back into professional? Idk. Maybe she picked up on the possibility of my being interested in her and wanted me to be fully aware that she did not feel similarly. Who knows. Anyhow, the rest of the week was uneventful and we didn’t spend much time together. Sad for me. She seemed unaffected. Le sigh. Today she left work early because she wasn’t feeling well, and called in a sub. I checked on her after school and asked if she needed anything. She declined and said she was doing better after sleeping all day. I don’t want to smother her, but if I could just get all up inside of her life, that’d be grrrrreat.
My kittens are huge. And bad naughty terrible beggars. They’re out of canned food, I should go buy them more.. spoiled rotten… they cry and beg all the time.
It’s finally FALLISH here, and it’s been raining and dreary and chilly. I don’t have a coat for this! I have “omg we are all going to die, it’s freezing” or short sleeves. lol
My neck is way out of whack, I badly need to find a chiropractor… but I would need money for that, first. sigh
That’s all the news that is news, I suppose. I’m feeling angsty.
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