I had another strange day. It was like everything was sort of, I don’t know how to explain it. Hmmm…it was almost like I was in a bubble or behind a pane of glass watching. It feels like I just got up and that I did nothing at all. Then, boom! It’s bedtime and the day is over. I did my PIYO, I searched online for “at home” jobs again, I watched Big Brother and So You Think You Can Dance with my daughter (our usual summer shows), but I felt disengaged, like an observer, not a participant in my own life. I know that probably doesn’t make any sense to anyone, but that’s just how today felt to me. My face was okay. I was kind of on edge, because I felt a couple “twinges”and I was so sure it was going to turn into a full blown attack, but, thankfully, it didn’t. Yay! Yay! Yay! I played UNO with my little man and I drew for a bit. Come to think of it, I actually did do a lot, yet it still felt weird for some reason that I, obviously, can’t really put my finger on. Strange…
My hubby has been really excited. He, or we I guess, just bought my dad’s 1991 Miata from him. My hubby is calling it his mid-life crisis car. He just loves it though. I’m not so sure that my dad really wanted to sell it at all, but they just bought a new vehicle and have a truck and a car and a motorcycle, so for just the two of them, it was way too many vehicles. So, if you know my dad, you’d know that he takes really good care of things. Therefore it’s in immaculate condition. My hubby does feel a bit guilty becaus he thinks my dad didn’t really want to sell it either. I think my dad knew that it was the logical thing to do and my dad runs on logic, not emotion. So, he is probably missing it, although I can’t ever see him admitting that. My hubby did tell him that anytime he wants to go for a spin to just pop by and go for it. Still, my dad probably won’t. He’ll just miss it without telling anyone that he does, even though we all know it anyway. That sounded awfully convoluted, but I’m sure you understand what I’m saying. I don’t think my momma really wanted my dad to sell it to us. She’s worried about if it breaks down or something’s wrong with it, will we blame them, etc., which is reasonable. However, we know it’s not a brand new car and that something may very well break down. Until then, my hubby is having a blast! I love seeing him happy. He’s so often stressing about things, it’s nice to see him enjoying himself. He’s taken all the kids for rides and is looking for all sorts of reasons to have to go out somewhere. It’s pretty funny actually. Funny, but good. 
I feel like I’m just rambling away. So much for having something specific to write about. I’ve been reading lots of blogs and find that so many of them are about special fix topics that they research and write about. I tend to use this more like a public journal. I just write whatever happens to be going through my, often muddled, brain. Especially muddled with some of my meds. Sigh… I think that I’m going to header for today. No specific topic for me…ramble ramble ramble!!!

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