Made It Through the Storm
My mother-in-law’s best friend is named Irma. She’s a feisty 90 something living on her own in Southern California. Last night, before my husband and I said good night in a dark house with no power and since we live in the country and on a well, no water, I thought of her. Early this morning, I went over to
The Sleepless Nights are Starting
I’m a worrier, I always have been. I got it from my mother. But I worry about the usual things–my family, friends but especially, deadlines. I think I’m good with my homework for this week. I was able to complete 3 out of 4 of the problems and all my obstacles to studying every day are out of the way.
The first album I bought with my own money was “No Secrets” by Carly Simon. “Anticipation” wasn’t on it but I’m in a mood of procrastination and thinking about this puts off the inevitable…I had to miss class this week and I have twice as much work to do for next week. I got the two math programs downloaded, but