I feel pathetic and frankly quite annoyed with how unsatisfied I am without the constant distraction I am used to. I have been home for not even two weeks and I thought I’d make it a little farther without complaining….alas I have not.
The time I’ve had home so far I have been pretty productive. I completely unpacked and donated about 30 pounds of clothes (30 pounds not including white skinny pants…can’t let go yet). I have been running/walking everyday (never run after the rain). I have been playing my ukulele a lot (the ugliest chord is G and the coolest chord is Gbm…for now). I have been a good help and good ears for my mom around the house (I slightly enjoy writing out bills…). I haven’t felt bored really until today. I had my first evening of complaining to my mom who didn’t really wanna hear it and Ambar who gave my some fun suggestions. Ambar’s home and I have been seeing her a lot which is always fun but she also has been slaving away for a hair nazi at the Salon she’s working at now. Anyway I decided, just now, that maybe I should try to blog everyday when I’m feeling most bored. If never been before, these next couple of entrees will definitely be a form of therapy and a needed exercise for me. I haven’t been writing really at all this semester and I think it’s suffering because of it. So I guess I’ll just write about my day? That’s boring but it’s a start to the solution to my boredom and my baby steps back to being a decent writer.
Well after staying up until about 2:30 last night watching Dumb and Dumber twice in a row, I woke up at 7:30 am to take my Grammy Jane to the doctor. Grammy has been suffering from heart problems on and off for parts of the year. On top of that she’s had a pretty exhausting flu since January and it’s definitely getting the better of her. Anyway I picked her up and could tell right away how sick she was. Her usual extremely chipper and positive tone was now tired and out of breath. We got in the car and we began to drive and catch our breaths, things were getting back to normal. Grammy gets charmed pretty easily and with that usually forgets to ask the doctors the questions she needs so we wrote down a list of the things she needed answers for and her symptoms. She has been extremely fatigued and wanted to know if it was harmful to rest for most of the day or stay up and active. “It might not be healthy for me to just be sleeping around……well I guess that’s never healthy huh?” We had a good long laugh.
The visit was great. Both my grandma’s are funny in the way that they kind of remove themselves from the “old woman” category. Like when an older woman (probably not much, if at all, older than Grammy) wobbled in a sat down across from us, Grammy greeted the woman with an “awe” smile, like “awe look at that cute old woman.”
We were called in. The nurse and doctor were two very warm and compassionate people. They wanted so badly for Grammy to feel better. The doctor greeted her with a kiss on the cheek and referred to as Janie about every other word. Anyway, he did some blood test and we’ll know more tomorrow about why she can’t get rid of this flu! Tomorrow I’m going back to pick her up and take her to different doctor so they can see if she is candidate for a pacemaker which she really needs. Anyone reading this, please keep Grammy in your thoughts. She’s such a positive woman and to see her feeling down is like seeing a coach give up in the middle of a game.
The rest of the day played out to be pretty uneventful. I came home and took some piano lessons from some guy on youtube. For 5 minutes he taught me to play the beginning of “Just haven’t Met You Yet” by Michael Buble. I dedicated about 30 minutes to practicing and then thought maybe playing it the ukulele would be easier. No siree. I’m still practicing and it is hard but I am pretty proud of myself, it doesn’t sound that bad! I moved on to the uke and finished learning “Something in the way she Moves.” Dan and I had a skype concert and he played it on his trumpet while I played it on the uke. We’re going on tour soon. With Just one song. Dangela: Coming to a Town Near You.
I made a sandwich then fell asleep for too long. When I woke up 3 hours later and I was extremely disoriented. I decided to go on a run. It was rough. Apparently during my siesta it rained quite a bit and all the mosquitos were out to play. But I trucked, and sweated, through it! Listening to Glee soundtrack is motivating…please…no judgement.
I showered, I ate, loaded the dishwasher, played more uke and now I am here. Mom’s watching Castle. I’ve never heard of this show but so far it seems like every other evening drama that’s ever on.
Ok. So that was long. I don’t expect anyone to read it or like it but I need to get writing again, so don’t be too harsh! That did feel good though 
