Good morning, world. We’ve hit Monday again. The sun is shining, but I’m cold this morning. I’ve been up since around 5am, which is better than 4am, but definitely isn’t 6am. Pippin started yelling at the sunlight as soon as Shawshank opened the curtains. The coffee is helping.
We had a quiet Sunday. Shawshank‘s mom was making a big dinner, so we decided to skip our regular Sunday brunch. He puttered, and I played “Balatro“. It’s a constant struggle to not reset and force a good joker card in the first shop to make the most out of the hex card. Shawshank made it to the final blind yesterday, but missed a win by about 20k chips. He also gave Slay the Spire a try.
I talked with my sister last night. She texted me a little after dinner asking if she could call. There’s some confusion around Mom‘s latest doctor appointment.
- What I know: Mom had an appointment scheduled a couple of Fridays back, but when she arrived, it was cancelled. They rescheduled for this Wednesday.
- Sisterly Info: Mom had not one but two appointments that were cancelled, the original Friday appointment and then one on the following Friday (which just passed).
We had a chat about whether Mom really had two cancellations. I think they’re confusing each other. I think the appointment was cancelled, and Mom told my sister about it twice. I’m guessing that my sister asked about the first appointment and was informed it had been cancelled. Then, at some point last week, she probably asked Mom for an update. Mom, memory eaten by 20+ years of statin drugs, probably forgot she’d already mentioned the cancelled appointment, mentioned it again, and now my sister’s confused about shit. By the end of the phone call, my sister had decided she would try to call the doctor’s office and find out how many appointments have been scheduled.
Shawshank is back to work today. I’m going to be productive, I just haven’t decided how.
