People are strange...
It's been one of those days. I was trying to sleep in after my horrific day yesterday but my doctor's office called me this morning -- twice -- before 8:20. Bad enough they had two different people call me within 15 minutes of each other at that ungodly hour on my day off, but worse, they we calling to tell me there's nothing wrong with me. I mean bejus, if you're going to wake me up at least do it because I'm in imminent of danger of dropping dead. Otherwise, let me sleep dammit.
After the second call I was too irritated to go back to bed and I've been out of sorts all day. I never quite wake up fully when I'm interrupted from a dream. Not to mention, it's hotter than Hades today and the air is not fit for breathing. I managed to drag myself outside to get the mail and retreive my garbage can and that was enough outdoor time for me.
It wasn't a total loss though. I spent the day at the computer and my little bird friend has been pecking away at the spider's stash outside my window off and on all day. Of course as soon as I lifted the blinds to try to get a shot of him, he took one look from the branch of the bush and disappeared. Camera shy I guess.
And I got a surprise phone call from my friend Dave in Key Largo that sends me the tapes of old time music. The conversation was a bit odd but it was nice to hear from him. Which reminds me, I suppose I should email my ex, who recently invited me to visit his new house in Atlanta and figure out if I'm going to take him up on the offer. It would be really good for me to get out of town but you know how it is -- these things can get so complicated. Sometimes it just feels easier to be a hermit.