OK, so far the keys are still in limbo. I've done research and experts tell me that the security system on the Ford Ranger really do require me to have the truck towed to the dealership, or to a car alarm company. Since the dealership is about 3 miles from my house, they get to do it, if the keys don't show up soon.
My cleaning lady and I today worked hard on my bedroom. This room is where I have lived for the last several months, and to say things had deteriorated over that time is a vast understatement. God bless her. She and I attacked the bedroom for two solid hours, taking out probably ten bags of trash, and definitely making the place much more pleasing to relax in. I knew things had gotten cluttered, but the abundance of trash was a little startling.
Tomorrow, as long as there are no emergencies, Jenn and I are going to attempt to cast my breasts. It's a bit of a logistical issue, but I have faith that we can figure this out.
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Thought of you yesterday while I was typing - "she lost all of her hair from the chemotherapy and is requesting a prescription for a cranial prosthesis"...
I can't wait to hear about the casting fun!
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