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Jun. 13th, 2010 01:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sereneIt's a little after 1 in the morning and I'm resisting sleep, though I should get some at some point. It's so nice to be alone in the silence. I do love being with my mom, not being home notwithstanding, but I need to be alone sometimes.
Today was busy, but she had the energy for it, so I took a break from being her Gentle Jailer (her words) and let her go to her yard sales and to the movies with her boyfriend.
Tonight, we sat and played cards and ignored her boyfriend, who eventually stopped watching Nascar and went home. We just needed some us time. Tomorrow, we're going to go meet a San Diego rec.food.cooking friend for lunch. We don't have much else planned, and I'm liking that.
Friday, after her nurse comes to [TMI], we'll drive up to Oakland, to my home, where I live, in my home. So I should be home late Friday night, and then I have the weekend to hang out with her before she heads back to San Diego.
My mouth barely hurts any more, but I should be more careful about hard things than I'm being.
My dad lives in San Diego, so I'm going to try to see him for a slightly early Father's Day visit, and maybe even surprise him if his wife thinks he'd appreciate it. Probably won't get the time to visit my brother, but I don't think he'll really mind; he's usually too busy to spend much time anyway.
Of course, I keep thinking about running into Cute-poet-chick, but it's unlikely. I may attend a local poetry reading on Monday night, and it's conceivable that she'd be there, but it's not the way to bet.
I am so glad to be seeing my mom, but I really want to be home. Six more days.
Today was busy, but she had the energy for it, so I took a break from being her Gentle Jailer (her words) and let her go to her yard sales and to the movies with her boyfriend.
Tonight, we sat and played cards and ignored her boyfriend, who eventually stopped watching Nascar and went home. We just needed some us time. Tomorrow, we're going to go meet a San Diego rec.food.cooking friend for lunch. We don't have much else planned, and I'm liking that.
Friday, after her nurse comes to [TMI], we'll drive up to Oakland, to my home, where I live, in my home. So I should be home late Friday night, and then I have the weekend to hang out with her before she heads back to San Diego.
My mouth barely hurts any more, but I should be more careful about hard things than I'm being.
My dad lives in San Diego, so I'm going to try to see him for a slightly early Father's Day visit, and maybe even surprise him if his wife thinks he'd appreciate it. Probably won't get the time to visit my brother, but I don't think he'll really mind; he's usually too busy to spend much time anyway.
Of course, I keep thinking about running into Cute-poet-chick, but it's unlikely. I may attend a local poetry reading on Monday night, and it's conceivable that she'd be there, but it's not the way to bet.
I am so glad to be seeing my mom, but I really want to be home. Six more days.
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Date: 2010-06-13 05:10 pm (UTC)