Memory

Well, I survived the weekend. I had my sleep study, but ended up taking medication to sleep. Ambien CR. I spent the last two days high as a kite. I can't remember Monday or Tuesday, and don't know HOW I survived at all.

I can't tell you how Monday went. I went to school, but don't remember being there at all. I really don't remember Monday at all. Tuesday was a bit better. I do remember being at my meeting, but I don't remember who was there or what we talked about. I did get into 2 bumper-accidents in a parking lot that day. First, I backed into someone's truck. They weren't in the truck, so it was no big deal (I did find him and let him know what happened...he didn't care). The next one, a girl hit me. I figured the guy was so nice, I had to return the favor. I don't really remember it all happening, bu I do know that I was PISSED at the time, and I remember calling my husband and crying about it.

Today was April 8. When I was in high school, there was a boy I dated. He wanted to marry me, but I wasn't interested in him at the time. We joked about how one day we would get married, and he "made" me come up with a date. Knowing that the year 2000 would NEVER happen, I said we'd be married on April 8 of the year 2000. Of course, I didn't marry him. Now, on April 8th of every year, we send each other a "Happy April 8th"...and I think about how GREAT it is that I didn't marry him. I would have totally been miserable, and my life wouldn't be as wonderful as it is right now. Greener grass? Nah, it's as green as it's gonna get right here on my front lawn, thankyouverymuch!

I have to finish out this busy week, then I'm hoping to take a break. My aunt is coming into town on Friday, I hope I get to see her at least once while she's here (she leaves Monday).

That's all for now.