Been this way for over a week. It’s annoying. The most minor thing can piss me off, like another bad book. Somewhere I saw a recommendation for a book, “The Last Bookshop in London” by Madeline Martin. I couldn’t find a reputable book review to link to – but if you have ever read just ONE WWII based in London romance or just ONE book about book stores in London (aside from “84, Charing Cross Road” by Helene Hanff) then you have read this book. A plot/storyline so hackneyed that it almost makes “See Spot run” seem fresh. Plus the writing is flat and stilted. Pfft!
Our apartment overlooks the parking/lot delivery area and it is usually very noisy. Then there are the 747-sized lawn mowers followed by the leaf blowers, not to mention the car alarms. Even with the windows closed the noise can drive a person batty. Today – deathly quiet. Not a sound! It’s 85º with 72% humidity so the windows are closed and the a/c is on but not on. I just checked the thermostat here in my office – it is set at 70º but the a/c is not running. There is a weird HVAC system in this building and the heat and a/c are tied into the outside temperature (or maybe that’s how all HVAC systems work? I don’t know). So the outside quiet is enhanced with the inside quiet. All is quiet. Not even sounds from people in the hallways. It is spooky.
My husband’s bronchoscopy has finally been scheduled for September 1st. This has been pending since the end of June. His doctor said someone from the office would call to set the appointment – 6 weeks went by, no call. I had my husband call them and it was all “OMG – Why didn’t you call sooner. Somehow your paperwork didn’t get sent through.” Blaming the patient – that’s a good look. That will tell us if the spots on his lungs are a lung infection or something worse, like, you know cancer. None of this seems to faze my husband while I’m all – antsy, edgy and anxious.
I miss my cat so much. I still hear her rambling around at night, scratching in the litter box.
I wish I had something fun and upbeat to end up with but I just have a super huge case of the blahs…