harry potter #6, i just finished the last page. last night i stayed up till one o’clock reading, even though i WAS NOT GOING TO, and today i re-read part of what i’d already read in order to make it last longer.
but there’s nothing to do now, it’s done. the prospect of reading the other HP books doesn’t seem so thrilling at the moment. yeah, i can read them, i can watch the movies, but i just want HARRY POTTER NUMBER SEVEN right now.
i should have waited till #7 was about to be released to read #6.
i need to read something else entirely.
ok, so even though life as i know it is now over because of no HP, i did read some very informational stuff about chiggers. they do NOT burrow under your skin, as people kept telling me. they insert a sucker or something and suck up your blood, and the red bump is a BITE. but this same website also talked about how bad and itchy they are (i already knew this), and that they can last for a week or longer.
and, of course, you’re NOT SUPPOSED TO ITCH THEM.
this has always been challenging for me.
it said if you itch them, they could get worse. secondary infection, stuff like that.
no more itching.
so the thing about painting them with nail polish is an old wive’s tale, since there aren’t actually chiggers under your skin.
no more nail polish.
no more scratching.
and NO MORE HARRY POTTER, i really don’t know what i’m going to look forward to now.
ummmm…..
ummmm….
the fair?
nope.
more camping?
no camping in sight.
a trip somewhere?
none of that coming up, either.
maybe something will come up when i least expect it.
meanwhile, all that looms right now is monday.
don’t want to think about monday.
i’m going to give chair massages at the fair on friday, so at least that’s something different. i drove past a house today that had a float parked in the driveway. i believe that’s the first time i’ve seen a float in somebody’s driveway.
that is all for sunday.
ok then,
grace