Day off - a time to relax??

Apparently not.
I woke this morning to the thought that I had moved an item at work and they might not be able to locate it. Rang up to let them know. Then around then between 9.30 and 10 I get a call saying that the keys were locked in the office which meant a 40 minute drive for me. Over the last month it's happened 3 times, twice with the manager and this time with a new supervisor. One of those I was working and had my keys.

Then it was a trip to the Doctor with my 15 year old son, who has been complaining of a sore back and leg for the last couple of days. I did a little healing on him last night and he said his back felt better but his leg and knee ached, Doctor said to keep an eye on it but she is of the same opinion I am, it's possible growing pains. He certainly has shot up recently, towers over me and is not far from his father. We haven't had much in the way of Doctor visits in recent years, his Doctor who has known him since babyhood looked at him in surprise and gasped "he is taller than you". She checked his height, it was funny watching her on tippy toes stetching up to pull the tape measure to the top of his head. 171.5 cm, I am only 158 and his dad is around 183, the way he is growing I am going to have to extend pant legs - I wonder if he'll want lace.

The house is a mess and covered in dust bunnies - I'm wondering if I could get away with shaving the cat and saying she is a hairless breed.

My brother is still in hospital, he's recovering nicely from his two surgeries and has progressed to crutches and I noticed today his facebook said they were trying on walking sticks. Doctors are pretty amazed at his progress, I was amazed at his scars, the one for the hip surgery looked like someone had drawn down his leg with a fineline marker, no swelling or lumps. His spinal surgery scar was a bit more pronounced but the surgery was done a week after the hip. The only redness there was where the staples had been removed the day before and a little rash because they put the wrong dressing on him.

I've been asked to go out tonight to a tupperware meeting, it's been held at a Hotel not far from the hospital. Been tempted to bow out but I think getting out somewhere will be good for me and the offer of freebies is a good lure. I will make sure I am not co-erced to sign up, I've done it before and didn't like doing the parties.

Have put in for holidays at work, my parents are going away next month and I want them to be able to enjoy themselves with out worry or feel they have to cancel because Pete will be home on his own. So I have offered to be there for him. Right now I don't know if I'll be staying at Mum's or not, it's only next door and either way if he needs me in the night he has to ring me. The only other place to sleep is upstairs on the other side of the house, though it could be my chance to finally see the ghost if I can bring myself to open my eyes when he is in the room.

The last time my brother had an injury that I had to sleep over for I was sleeping in my parents bed and I felt the tingly sensation of not being alone, I was too much of a coward to open my eyes. Though the last time I slept over at there place, I was sharing a sofa bed with my kids and could hear Dad snoring. The light was off and I saw a figure cross the room from the stairs going towards my parents room. I just figured it was my mother going to bed, a little later the kitchen light at the bottom of the stairs turned on and off, before I heard someone coming up the stairs. It was my mother and I asked her hadn't she already gone to bed, she had been down stairs reading a book all the time. A couple of years ago I had been searching for some knitting needles upstairs at Mum's place when I felt I was being watched from near Mum's bedroom door, I turned to acknowledge that I knew he was there before leaving the room (my old bedroom) and going downstairs. Mum arrived home just as I got down, she came back up with me to search for those needles. She walked into the room and found a basket was placed on the floor just inside the door, she picked it up and replaced it on the shelf. I was amazed because I had just walked there and was standing in that spot when I thought I was being watched, I though maybe I had knocked it off the shelf but Mum had to lift it over other items to replace it in it's accustomed spot. I felt I was being told that he knew I knew he was there.