My cellphone contract has expired, so now the service is canceled. I expect there'll be a new number of some sort within two weeks. Meanwhile, there's my home number and of course, email.
What else? Well, list-making is currently reaching it's crescendo, as well as, I think, the purchasing of random objects by my parents. Kate and Annie, if you two are reading this, I have now gained the possession of a small-ish bulletin board/whiteboard-agenda. It's-- I didn't know people use that particular combination enough for it to make it to the shelf as a consumer product, but it did. I wonder if I can stick it on the fridge. Which reminds-- clocks, anyone? Shall we have a clock somewhere?
Aaaannd that's the way it's going to be all the way until September. My parents asked if I felt nervous about going to school or if last year's experience was enough to ...uh... 'rub the shine off', so to speak. To be honest, being nervous didn't even make it onto my to-do list, and this year is going to be different enough from last year (statement, not an opinion) that I doubt last year's events will be sufficient to prepare me for anything. Now NEXT year, it may be a different story. Then again, it may not; I tip my hat to Murphy's Law, which has all the inevitability of entropy.
Mom bought a tiny cacti set with the instructions that I'm to start it for her and have it growing by the time of her birthday, as my present to her. Yes, she plans on maintaining herself afterwards (personally I'm thinking of making a sign that says "DO NOT OVER-WATER" and taping it to the pot, because she tends to over-water plants). This just tops it all in terms of my summer of "let's start this from seed!"
Let's go and grow some cacti!
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