By God I Needed To Get Things Done.
I got the groceries.
I got the new fencing (although our neighbor "accidentally" knocked half of the already existing fence into our kid's playset...nice!).
I got flagstones.
I got dirt.
I got mulch.
I got a haircut (jury's still out on that one).
I got work done (well..."done" as it really never ends).
I finished "Melpomene" for Brenda Dayne and she liked it! She really really liked it!
Which thrills me no end as I'm a huge fan and (like all of us) feel as though I've known her for years.
I finished the SOAR scholarship.
I finished the knitting book proposal.
I took DS#1 to the doctor (only how many to go?) and he was a champ. I have to explain something about my lovely little boy. He's a goofball, but he's also got a memory that is scary. When I was preganant with #2 he decided he wanted to learn Anatomy--really. HE decided. He asked very VERY specific questions:
How does it eat?
How does it sleep?
How does it hear?
How can it breathe inside you?
When it comes out, will the light frighten it?
Do I need to be quiet near your tummy?
He was three.
So that gives you some background. Now he needed a battery of strep tests, so we had to do oral, rectal and blood. Fun, right? Especially if you're a 5-3/4-year-old.
He is TERRIFIED of oral strep tests. He had one bad one, and that did it.
He flipped out over that, but the doctor was great and thus, he's not afraid any more.
However, what the doc and nurse were worried about was the blood.
I knew better.
He asked very specific questions. The doctor answered them all. And HE WATCHED.
HE WATCHED and was very scientific about the whole thing.
What's that you're wrapping around my arm?
Is that a vein?
How does the blood go down the tube?
Why doens't it hurt once it's in?
Will it hurt coming out?
Can I take some of that home with me?
I love this little boy.
And so, today.
Thngs Got Done, and now I can knit.