Setaú úta (setauuta) wrote,
Setaú úta
setauuta

Why does it always take falling down a flight of stairs to tell me I need more sleep? Today makes the second time this year - and this time, they were metal. That's gonna leave a mark.

On a lighter note...my mom's done with her radiation treatments. Which means, but for the pill she must take for the next five years, and the more frequent mammograms and check-ups, the whole bloody fiasco is finally behind us. And she starts work on Monday, so she'll be getting out of the house and having more money come into the house again.

Thank God. We're finally moving on.
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