Another day

Here we go again. Another day. But really, who's counting?

I applied for state health care yesterday. Can't afford to pay for it ourselves anymore. But still have a son to raise, so we can't be without it. How well we would be doing financially if we didn't have to pay for insurance of any kind, ever. We'd actually have money left...for us.

Anyway, it's another day, and I'm on call for a client, just in case work comes in. It usually doesn't, but I 'll be available.

Because things change. These days I check my email, have coffee, clean something, check my email, watch TV, sometime exercise, check my email, shower, bake, check email. Redundancy to the max. But what would I do without that old standby...the computer?

It's wonderful. If only I could take it with me wherever I go. It would be like a friend in a briefcase. Talk about convenience. I get irritable sitting in the same chair every day, facing the same brown wall. Maybe I'll get a laptop one day and carry it with me. Or maybe I'll just paint the wall.

Don't have much to report today. It's raining....again. Spring has sprung and it cries on us just about every day. Where oh where is the sun?