It's really nice out, a good day for walking, but instead I'm going to be dying my hair.
Yeah, I've grown tired of the too lazy to dye my roots look. Even though for some reason people tend to think my hair is naturally red and I, for whatever odd reason, bleach my roots (who does that? I don't know).
In my life, currently, there have been no interesting turn of events.
I went to the store with my husband and son this past weekend and had a strange interaction with the guy at the counter--where every time I looked up, he was looking at me. We made direct eye contact no less than four times, but it wasn't like that, neither of us smiled or made any friendly sort of expression, I started to wonder if he thought I was cute or just thought I was going to steal something.
My asthma is totally out of control. We found out where you can go if you don't have insurance, but they don't have any appts. for at least a month, so they referred us to another clinic where they might be able to see me sooner, only it's about 40 miles away. I don't really have a choice, it's either go there or end up in the emergency room and I don't want to go to the hospital. That's where mrsa and all those other uglies live. I had a doctor lecture me in emergency once (there because of my asthma), he was lecturing about my asthma and how the hospital was no place to be bringing my kids unless I want them to get sick.
It wasn't like I really have ever had a choice, but to bring my kids everywhere, I never had one of those nifty little support systems I've heard about. But he was right, the hospital is no place to be if you want to stay healthy. Heh.
But anyway. Hopefully, maybe they will give me some prednisone or advair or something good.
Yeah or something.