it's rainy and cold, today. i just can't seem to get focused. so i'll spend lots of time playing solitaire and feeling guilty.
in between i'll do some laundry...the dishes, pick up 'stuff'....gotta asuage the guilt....
we're going out to dinner, tonight. our local mental health agency is picking up the tab for a group of us who were "readers/raters" for a huge rfp(request for proposal)....one to select a managed care organization for our three county joinder for mental health and behavioral health services. i was one of the readers...we get to take our spouses/significant others/concubines/whatevers with us. nice.
fred will go. he won't say anything if he doesn't have to. he'll look very nice if he doesn't show his teeth. poverty does not bode well for aging teeth. his plate is broken and no longer fits properly so his teeth are all out of line. he's super self conscious about it.
fred also feels super weird in groups of folks from mental health. he has bi-polar disorder but is a victim of self-stigmatizing and so doesn't want any association with things that remind him that he has flaws.....

i have to get one of the kids to come stay at the house while we go out. it's too soon to leave becka unattended. she'll be in her crate, but still, i'm nervous.
clair, our vet, gave me syringes of liquid valium to give her rectally if she goes into a seizure. if no one is here...well....gotta keep becka well...gotta....
maybe david will come over. he can veg for awhile and lord knows, he owes me.....