There are so many things I need to do, want to do, and should do. First and foremost, I need to get my act together and get some homework done. I'm almost done with Between the Flowers, but it's been slow going. Although it's not terrible, it's really not my kind of book. Too slow. Too descriptive. Too boring.
After this book is done and returned to the library (thank goodness I didn't buy it!), I need to take a good long look at my final project. I hope I can finish it on time. I'm seriously worried that I may not be able to complete all the reading and research necessary for this particular assignment. That freaks me the hell out.
I also need to go see my sister-in-law. I've been trying to give her some space because I know this surgery has been hell. I want to offer to take her kids for the night, but I know she's missed them and probably wants to spend time with them. Yet, I can't help thinking she needs rest and relaxation more than she needs to hear "Mom" every five seconds. But I know her. I know she'll want her kids close even if she's miserable. It's her modus operandi.
So, at least a visit. I'm going to make brownies and take over something in a crock pot, I think.
I also need to go see my Grandma, but I have a feeling I'm going to have to push that back yet another weekend. Poor Grandma, she must feel so unloved!
Then there are the things I want to do. There's a killer book sale at a nearby library this weekend. You know, the kind where books are anywhere from .50-.25 cents! Or, better yet, a dollar a bag. Be still my book-loving heart!
You'll notice I didn't mention housework. Funny how that works, isn't it?