Dad's home! Still a bit of a fever, and the guy delivering the oxygen tank and pump came by yesterday as I was making soup and The Most Amazing mushroom ravioli Alfredo with broccolini. There's a humming pump in the corner and a trailing tube all over the house, and we're still some kind of phone dispatch center for pharmacies, doctor's offices, medical scheduling assistants and the like, but I think (I hope, I wish, I pray) that life will settle a bit more now that we can ALL sleep in our own beds.
Additional joy: today got an "official verbal offer" for an on-call position at OMSI. What's happening with my foot? Oh. It's in the door. Nice! I'll have to go down there soon to start paperwork, and I have no idea when I'll officially start, but hey. The cogs are a-turnin'!
Sorry nothing's too eloquent today: I've got errands to run and finally the time to do it in.
The traffic light of my life is green, green, green.
(Yup. It's my home too.)
congrats on the OVO:)
ReplyDelete