Tired

Tonight was Gramma’s 91st b-day. We went and celebrated. I got a call from my dad last night with the basic jist of “It’s Gramma’s birthday tomorrow & it’s likely to be her last, so we’re having a birthday party at 6:30, which will probably be a pain for you guys, but that’s too bad.” Eh. It wasn’t in Olympia, at least, though if it had been I’d have been driving too & from Olympia tonight. They’re into the senior care center, though if Grampa (at 97) doesn’t start behaving himself, & stop agitating Gramma & being mean to the staff, he may not be allowed to stay there. He’s a cantankerous old coot sometimes. I think they’re going to settle in and be ok though.

I think I may have finally reached the end of being able to burn the candle at both ends (& in the middle) in regards to all this transition stuff. If I wake up in the morning feeling like I feel right now, I think it’s time to see if my beloved ND can see me tomorrow. Of course, mornings seem to be easier on me, but as the day wears on & I get more & more tired, the worse I feel. So, likely what will happen is I’ll feel good in the morning & blow it off in hopeful optimism, and then tomorrow night about this time I’ll be rolling my eyes at myself because she’s not usually in office on Thursdays. I dunno. We’ll see.

Every thing seems to be proceeding along though. The only way out is through, so that’s good. As I was getting a review of a statement of work for the next year with the senior partner of my division, we finished up & he said, “Oh, by the way, I have a kudos here for you & a Tully’s card.” Which is really nice. I hear they sell bagels & I think I have to start buying bagels because I can’t drink chai & sleep at night (made that mistake last Thursday — should remember to wait to do that on Fridays) & as I got a Tully’s card only about two weeks ago, I now have one chai short of $50 to spend at Tully’s. Heh. Maybe for shits & giggles I should give one of them to B & have him write some reviews of their Bananatastic Macchiatos, Banoffee Lattes, Bananariffic Bellaccinos, Bananalicious Shakes, and Strawberry Banana Smoothies. That would *totally* be worth $25. Or maybe they have a wall of mugs & misc. stuff. Hmm. I wonder if I could get them to cash the cards out & then I could go to the music store across the street… Am disappointed that Teragram is so freaking expensive. That’s too bad, but neither here nor there except in a wild tangent.

Thoughts to ponder for another night. I hear a bath calling my name. Ooh! And I have two hipmama books in there to read (Ariel’s How to Become A Famous Writer Before You’re Dead, which I’m really enjoying even though I don’t self-ID as “a writer” & China’s book-zine “Future Generations” which I am also enjoying because she rocks).