Vacation is over
I suppose you could call it a vacation, at least. Mom and grandmother have returned safely to their own abodes, my teens are about to start summerschool tomorrow, and I can get back to work.
We had a great time while mom and grandma was here. The teens, grandma's, and I visited the Getty museum, Santa Monica pier, the La Brea Tarpits, and Olevera street. We also shopped locally. We had a really good time and spent little money.
Although... I did catch a cold. What with the temperature changes, weather patterns, and everything conspired to wrap my lungs in congestion and a mean, nasty cough. Now, remember, I'm a hard core asthmatic. Whenever something even pretends to congest me, I have the worst asthma attacks and I have to fiht to breathe. My mommy took me to the hospital after watching me turn blue and I got some antibiotics and sterroids. Oh, goodie. Now I'm taking some meds or another every two hours, but I am showing improvement. I actually woke up this morning without an asthma attack. WOOHOO. I'm still moving slowly, sleeping in my comfy recliner, and my teens are calling me junkie, but I'm improving.
Tomorrow, I get back to work. Gotta catch up on my groups, work on my WIP, and talk to one of my editors about editing schedules. :) Other than that... driving back and forth to the school for the teens, wanting to clean the back yard and my office, and catching up on the housework. (of course, the physical work will be very carefully done so as not to land myself in the ICU like two years ago).
One last thing... Happy 39th birthday to ME!
How have you all been?
We had a great time while mom and grandma was here. The teens, grandma's, and I visited the Getty museum, Santa Monica pier, the La Brea Tarpits, and Olevera street. We also shopped locally. We had a really good time and spent little money.
Although... I did catch a cold. What with the temperature changes, weather patterns, and everything conspired to wrap my lungs in congestion and a mean, nasty cough. Now, remember, I'm a hard core asthmatic. Whenever something even pretends to congest me, I have the worst asthma attacks and I have to fiht to breathe. My mommy took me to the hospital after watching me turn blue and I got some antibiotics and sterroids. Oh, goodie. Now I'm taking some meds or another every two hours, but I am showing improvement. I actually woke up this morning without an asthma attack. WOOHOO. I'm still moving slowly, sleeping in my comfy recliner, and my teens are calling me junkie, but I'm improving.
Tomorrow, I get back to work. Gotta catch up on my groups, work on my WIP, and talk to one of my editors about editing schedules. :) Other than that... driving back and forth to the school for the teens, wanting to clean the back yard and my office, and catching up on the housework. (of course, the physical work will be very carefully done so as not to land myself in the ICU like two years ago).
One last thing... Happy 39th birthday to ME!
How have you all been?