November 21st, 2017

Paul Neyron rose 2


I went to bed not long after midnight.  I got up a little before 10:00 a.m.

The washing machine had been making strange noises, so Mom and Dad called someone.  Mom told me that someone might be here today or tomorrow.  I said, "Will there be a tradesman here while I'm in my nightgown?"  Mom didn't think so.  Fifteen minutes later, someone rang the doorbell several times.  Mom had gone into the bathroom.  I yelled for Dad, who answered the door.  When the fellow went to look at the washing machine, I went up to my room and put on some clothes.

Mom was amused that I was disgruntled.  "I'd rather that he came earlier," she said.  We went off to a grocery store.  It was crazy there, as we'd expected.  We got what we wanted, though.

When we got home, I took my bath, careful to wash my feet well, since we're all going to the podiatrist later this afternoon. My foot still has the marks from when Dad stepped on it the other day.

It seems like this is going to be another one of those days.  I started to get a headache sometime in the morning.

Later: I listened to Jordan L. Hawk's "Story Behind the Story" of Maelstrom.  That was interesting.

Later than that: Mom and Dad and I went to the podiatrist.  My feet were all right.  I forgot to say that Dad had stepped on my foot.

We went to a grocery store and picked up dinner.  We ate when we got home, and then I finished rereading Fallow.

Later still: I watched a couple of episodes of Jeff and Will's Big Gay Fiction Podcast.