I’m having one of those days.

I just went to the front office to get something, came back, sat down, read and responded to an e-mail, and went back up to the front office to get the exact same thing. As I passed Sakina, our front desk diva, she said, “Back again so soon?”
Me: “Was I just here?”
Her: “Yup.”

Well, this was coupled with my brother reminding me that yesterday was my mother’s birthday.  You must understand that I’m usually the one who reminds him about birthdays.  (It doesn’t help that Monday was a holiday and I spent most of yesterday thinking it was both Tuesday and January 19.)  But still.  There’s indignity involved.

Let’s see, what else: We think Mocha has a mild form of epilepsy.  She’s been doing this headbobby thing since right before Christmas, and if she’s sitting up she falls over like she’s forgotten she needs to hold herself up.  The vet gave us medication, and now we’re trying her on it in the hopes that stops the tremors.  There is such a thing as a canine neurologist–unfortunately, one has to drive to College Station (curse you, UT Board of Regents and your medical school in Galveston), and I’m sure it ain’t cheap.

Naturally, this all comes up right after one of us is no longer employed.

My check-engine light came on yesterday, too.  I’m currently ignoring it in the hope that it’ll just go away on its own.

I’ve also started taking Arabic again — I’m in a class where we’re reading short stories and novels, and I had that first day glassy-eyed expression yesterday as I saw the percentage of words that can be divided into two categories: words I don’t know, and words I should know. Fortunately, everyone else seemed to be having that problem (except the guy in the back corner, who I’d already decided to hate because of his flat stomach).

And so … it’s back to the normal range of insanity for me.  I just decided to break the writer’s block a little today.  Hope your week is off to a good start!