Ugh. I’m still overwhelmed but at least I did concede and delegate the trumpet problem to RS. I probably didn’t even mention that. My son came home from band practice and said his trumpet broke. He has his last concert of the year on Monday!!! He put in all this work for honors band and even though I know he doesn’t really want to do it it’s the end, and likely his last concert ever because he is doing art in sixth grade instead of band. So I asked RS to call the music store where I rented it and they said just bring it in and if it’s not a quick fix they will swap it out. Thank goodness! It’s probably just that he didn’t oil it properly. Like I said I pushed him into this, I wanted him to try SOMETHING. I said he had to do it in 4/5 grade and if he didn’t like it he could quit and do another elective in middle school. I’m disappointed bc I was in orchestra for years but what can I do, if I continue to force him he’ll just resent me. At least he’s doing art, maybe he’ll like that better. He’s liked art since he was little and he’s pretty decent.
I have to get our marriage certificate to get on RS’s insurance. Should have done it months ago because tbh I’m not sure we’ll get it in time. But it is what it is. I have everything I need it’s just a matter of getting my computer and editing the doc to add my credit card info.
My wrist and knee both hurt like hell. I’m waiting to see what the X-ray says for my wrist but I should have brought up my knee as well. It’s so hard to tease out what’s psychosomatic and what’s real. At least I have the endoscopy on June 27th so I can begin to figure out my digestive problems.
I think that’s it. I’m over life today for real. Not in a sui way just in a stop with all the stress way.
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Of course it is happening inside your head. But why on earth should that mean that it is not real?
-Albus Dumbledore
That’s life. If nothing else, that is life. It’s real. Sometimes it
f—-ing hurts. But it’s sort of all we have.
-Garden State
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