The phone, oddly enough, was in the bedroom and I was out here. Why I left it in there, I have no clue. Maybe I dissed it after my noisy portable nebulizer treatment. One can’t watch TV with the nebulizer going as it drowns out the sound track, so I just go in the bedroom and work crosswords or some such.
I started to walk with Busdaddy this morning but had to come back. I didn’t take any ibuprofen before I left and my knees were not behaving.
When he gets back we will go to Walmart to do his mini-grocery shopping for his mini-meals. And I have laundry going; I would like to stay another day, but if the fuel pump is delivered today, I need to contact “Unclelettuce” to see if he can put it in before Wednesday.
Busdaddy is leaving Thursday for CO to visit his son, and if I have The Little Redhead, I want to be able to drive something other than a tank. I know she loves to go places.
I’m supposed to house-sit while he is gone, and that’s OK. There is plenty of room for the little redhead to run around and get tired here.
I’m back from the gym. You and the Redhead would probably be more comfortable there than in your apartment. Kids need space!
I need to go to Walmart, too; make sure they have enough diapers and stuff for the weekend.