outer-jessie's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- entry.version.date Yesterday when I got home from work, there was a loaf of bread on the table. As it dawned on me what must have happened, I was close to tears. I looked in the fridge, and yes indeed, there was a gallon of milk and a container of orange juice. I was so touched. Rob shopped for me while I was gone. I sat down to my fried eggs *with* toast *and* juice, and I felt like a queen. I slept for a very very long time last night. I was all ready for bed by 8:30, and probably fell asleep no more than an hour later. I thought I might wake up early (this is what I always think), but I was dreaming about something funny and had to see what would happen. I wish I could remember what it was... I do remember waking myself up after I made a little sound. When I realized that there was no one else in the world that could have heard that sound, I felt very alone and very scared. Well, it was that and the sound of the electric heat ticking while it turned on. I haven't gotten used to the sounds yet, and it always makes me think there's an intruder. Note to my argumentative readers: if you feel like picking a fight with me, today's your day! This morning I realized that if Rob and I do end up moving to Seattle in another couple years, we could drive across the country on Rt. 66 (I think). And we could cross one thing off our to-do list. (not to be confused with our I-do list) I'm going to see whose favorites list I'm on now. Adios. 8:36 a.m. - 2001-10-30 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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