I ask myself, what is wrong with you? I gave up a new life in Florida for this. Add to my twisted world, I got the “bug” again. Love these cold temps followed by runny nose and hacking cough. This one might run its course without a trip to the Dr. Our table once again has a line of over the counter cold meds covering it. I think I’ll decorate them with Christmas lights.
I went to my spine Dr yesterday and got an epidural, maybe it will ease some of the pain in my back. Hope so. I am scheduled to go back in three months although he recommended I see a surgeon. I might pass on that suggestion. I slept the rest of yesterday feeling groggy but this morning my mind is a bit clearer.
I am still waiting to hear from the lawyer concerning the contract from the publisher offering to print my book. I have noticed I don’t have as much patience as I thought I did. I feel like crawling through the phone and asking in person…What’s up? Ya or nay?
I called and left a message day before yesterday. I hate the answering machine thing…I feel as though I sound like an idiot. My sentences are choppy and I have this insane desire to say, “Never mind. Don’t listen to this dribble.” Some times I hang up when reaching a machine. Opps! I then think, stupid caller ID.
She didn’t return my call. Crap. My mind is playing weird games with me…it is as if I am waiting for the jury to come back after deliberations. Is the longer wait a good sign…or not so good?
I just wish I could craw through that phone and rattle a cage.
Sandyz 
