it's all in the timing
Will I have enough insurance to cover my physical therapy? Not quite.
Shall I carry on alone and resume in January? Yes.
Should I leave this patch on and forgo this morning's shower for one tonight? Yes.
Was I approved for the "compound cream" for a reasonable fee? Yes.
Will I be able to wear my beloved Minnie pants today and be able to manage the zipper?
We shall see.
In which my Art Director friend explains how what seem like huge and painful events in our lives in the present become smaller as time passes.
In which Youngest and I have the coolest shoes.
A very elegant lady on the train.
A lobster truck down the block from my office!
Next door to physical therapy is this cool coffee shop.
It's time to get dressed.
Shall I carry on alone and resume in January? Yes.
Should I leave this patch on and forgo this morning's shower for one tonight? Yes.
Was I approved for the "compound cream" for a reasonable fee? Yes.
Will I be able to wear my beloved Minnie pants today and be able to manage the zipper?
We shall see.
In which my Art Director friend explains how what seem like huge and painful events in our lives in the present become smaller as time passes.
In which Youngest and I have the coolest shoes.
A very elegant lady on the train.
A lobster truck down the block from my office!
Next door to physical therapy is this cool coffee shop.
It's time to get dressed.
Comments
Insurance... ugh. New job for husband means 90 days until the insurance kicks in. I am deciding what to postpone until after December.
Those shoes!
Lobster roll ... another thing to add to my already endless list of things to have before I die ...
Insurance ... money ... problems ... hate it.