More Water
The water imbibing continues. My second liter and a half is sitting here, next to my assorted salad and hard boiled egg. Again, only two cups of coffee today instead of the usual three, and I’m buzzing as if I’ve had six cups, although definitely not quite as jittery. The whole morning was non-stop crazy busy, so it could be I’m amped up from doing so many things simultaneously, but I do think I’m noticing a difference. The metallic taste was back, but this salad is helping. I’m envisioning moving to some kind of herbal tea habit, though I’m not sure what kind yet. So many options.
Nikki’s dad is in town. He checked the spot where Gia ripped the soapdish out of the wall last week. We have it patched up with plastic garbage bags and duct tape. Nikki did a fabulous job of making it look slightly less ghetto than it really is. At least we can still use the shower. Apparently, we’re looking at a bigger job than we’d hoped, somewhere in the neighborhood of a grand. That means it’ll probably cost much more. Good thing I don’t have the money right now, otherwise it would be gone, down the drain along with the little winged ants we have to wash away every morning. There are some roof issues as well. We knew that there was something going on, but it’s great to have someone point it out definitively so you can feel that much more neglectful as you let the time slip by. At least the house isn’t going to cave in. Maybe that will be the next phone call.
Ava’s trying to stand up. Last week, she just started crawling. Next week, I predict she will launch herself to some distant planet. We’ll miss her.
