Friday night, I spent a couple of hours on the computer, reading email, a newsgroup, and playing Age of Empires. It was raining, so the satellite was busy "searching for signal" all night.
Saturday, the kids and I went with Fiona and Heather to Old City Park in Dallas, as it was Girl Scout day, and Fiona is a Girl Scout. I think the kids liked picking pears from a tree and getting rock candy in the gift shop more than anything else. Looking at the old cabins and even the houses from the turn of the century, I was struck by how cluttered and complicated our lives have become. I think it's true that back then the emphasis was more on survival. Success was more a measure of one's abilities back then, I think, than it is today, where dumb luck and who one knows are far more important that doing what needed to be done.
Sunday, I mostly laid up in bed and felt bad. I don't know if it was getting out in the light mist Saturday, or what, but my side started hurting, and it got progressively worse. So bad, in fact, that I took Monday off to try to recuperate. It feels almost like I've got a bruised rib. When I take a deep breath, it sends an almost electric shock through my system, the pain is so intense. Logan opined as to whether it was a blood clot in my lung or perhaps pleurisy. I was running a low grade temperature, 99.6 F, and I still feel hot today at work, so I will try to get in to see the doctor Thursday if I'm not better tomorrow.
So no clothes got washed or put away, the dishes are still stacked to the ceiling, and the cat box needs to be cleaned. Not a productive weekend.
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