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The Journal of Rhyana Fisher home again
06/03/2003 04:31 a.m.
did a fair amount of stuff while we were gone, should sit and write it out. not yet tho, too much other stuff to do today.
one of the highlights was visiting house on the rock. if you can go there, i highly recommend you do, it was awesome. the actual living area gave me definate ideas for the house i'd love to construct for myself. cave-like with meandering paths through the rock walls, little nooks and crannies wherever you turned, japanese style gardens both inside and out complete with running water...it was fascinating.
we also went to see the cave of the mounds, which also was quite interesting. but if i get into that, i really won't get anything done today, lol.
got to ma's at 4:30ish am. don't know if it's entirely a personality thing or just regular mother/daughter stuff but it seems every time i'm over there she irritates me to no end. stayed up a while checking email and such before i collapsed on the couch there, two hours later she's yelling in my ear to get up. took a shower, during which she's pounding on the door for me to get out because she (who was up at least a good hour earlier than i was) didn't take hers. then she sends my sister off with her vehicle and says words to the effect of: don't leave until i'm ready. was half hour late for church.
she left her purse in my car. all i wanted to do was get home and catch up on sleep, went home. discovered i couldn't find my house keys...yet again. had to go to the bathroom bad. finally just said screw it, stuffed the bags i had pulled out during my hunt in front of the front door and left back for ma's to find out if sister had them in her stuff. got there, nobody home. they went back to my place to get ma's purse but of course, i wasn't there. turned out sister stuffed the keys in my ashtray which was the one place i never even thought to look since while i knew i had one somewhere in the abstract, i had no practical use for, thus never really realized i had one. not a smoker.
then, before i can make my escape, ma just happens to mention that she has another graphics project she'd like me to do. YAAAAAARGH! one due weds. and i work every day 'til thurs. she was rather desperate to get my cooperation, even offered to pay me. which i should've taken from a financial standpoint, but since she sent most of the money that got sister and i through wisconsin taking it would've irked me. on the positive side, she had it slightly more organized than she usually does. on the negative side, that meant she only had about half of it figured out. thus it was another twelve hours before i did finally get home.
did call jon and talk to him. that was good. missed talking to him something fierce while i was gone.
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