I'm in such turmoil with this prospect of a move. When I close my eyes and try to sleep my brain is racing from one scene to another thinking of what I have to do, and how I'm going to do it. After I get up to use the bathroom about 4:00 am, I have a hard time falling back to sleep. I think I'd take a nap in the afternoon, and even though I'm so tired, I get on the recliner and can't fall asleep. I have such high hopes for St. Rita Square, I hope I won't be disappointed. Since Laura is on spring break the week before Easter, I made an appointment for a tour on Friday, April 2nd, at 10:00 am.
It's Janice's week to call me and I have to bite my tongue not telling her my intentions. She was totally against the idea when I first broached the subject, so was Terry. But I want to wait until I make a final decision.
I posted on Facebook that I had CD cases that I didn't know what to do with. A man offered to pick them up. I put them outside my front door; he never showed up.
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