Wildflower day 5: A day in the life


Woke up late. I knew it was a snow day.

Shoveled the walk before Grandma’s nurse arrived.

Moped in bed. Caught my breath.

Made Sugar lunch. She didn’t want it.

Pouted in bed. Lost a lot of Candy Crush.

Took a shower. Took my measurements. Dismal! Considered weight loss strategies, and how I hate being the girl who considers weight loss strategies. 

Sighed in bed. Read “All Quiet on the Western Front.”

Made dinner. Spaghetti, yet again. It’s snowing and I’m broke so…

Waited for Grandma to remember what she wanted from the kitchen. Corrected and prodded her, though I hated myself for losing my patience.

Found what Grandma wanted in the kitchen. She told me I’d left something in the bathroom. I thought she was losing her words again, but she probably didn’t want to say “panties.”

Got my panties out of the bathroom. Have I mentioned I live with my grandparents?

Tossed laundry in the washer. Worried about getting bleach on the “real clothes” that I put on, thinking they’d give me energy.

Ate in bed: cereal this time.

Put Sugar to bed: rubbed her back as she cried about the field trip.

Did some homework. Feels much like punching a clock, but I have been granted a rent-free grace period to finish. It’s the least I can do, right?

Sat down to blog this.

What’s next? Probably lying in bed unable to sleep.


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