INSOMNIA

It strikes again. My mom called me around 2am to tell me that my grandfather had fallen down so my aunt was taking him to the ER. So then I couldn't sleep anymore, thinking about what a miserable experience a middle-of-the-night trip to the ER is. I've had one of those myself. So I was up from 2-5. Fortunately A Fish Called Wanda was on, so I watched that. Arthur was also on, one of my all-time favorites, and I clicked back and forth even though I have my own copy. Arthur is one of the funniest movies I have ever seen. I always laugh out loud when he says, "He's taking the knife out of the cheese. Do you think he wants some cheese?"

This a.m I found out my grandfather was being admitted. I might try to swing by the hospital tonight before Job #2 if I can. I just hate that my hated aunts might be there.

Spoke to S yet again about what does he want to be when he grows up. I just have a hard time believing there's a real future with any decent salary at Harley Davidson. They have said they're going to do 3 things that would benefit us, and none of the 3 things have happened so I'm burned out on them. We had thought about massage therapy, but that will not be good for S's body, as bad as his back and neck are. Firefighter will also be rough on his body. Today's new idea is for him to get a degree in Kinesiology and be a gym teacher. I looked at the course outline at UH and it just made me tired, thinking of all those classes to take, English and whatnot. Of course, I'm not the one that's going to be taking them, but still.

I'm considering applying for a job at the Constable's office. Well, I'm really considering applying for cop jobs just about anywhere. I'm even considering the school librarian route, but I will need state teaching certification and I don't know how to go about getting that. And L., whose mom is a school librarian, won't call me back so I can ask her and I'm pi$$ed at her now!!!

As Delbert McClinton sang, "I'm having a real bad day."