Beware the Ides of March

March has arrived. Today I was so eager to see my friend Wendy who I have not seen in over six months. We had all the plans worked out but she called early this morning to let me know she had that stomach virus that's going around. I was tired myself to I crawled back in bed. I don't know why I have such a hard time sleeping in the daylight hours but I do. I ran to the store and picked up a few groceries. As I settled down the phone rang. It was a dry cleaner. They told me I had dropped a sweater off in November and never picked it up. HUH?? What color I asked. Peach. No, I don't own anything in peach. She insisted and my curiousity got the best of me. I put Duffy in the car and drove a few miles and sure enough, there was my PINK (very much a soft pink) silk sweater. I apologized for leaving it there so long. Now I am wondering what other items of clothing might be at various dry cleaners that I have totally forgotten about! I must start writing things down I guess. I remember cleaning out my closet and finding that sweater and noting it needed to go to the cleaners but this is ridiculous!
Tomorrow I go to my heart surgeon. Wonderful man. It's in the city and it's quite an ordeal to park in the available garages and walk up the hill to his building. He is located in a university hospital. I look forward to having him reassure me that things are fine. No one else's opinion counts like his does. When I think that he literally held my heart in his hands as he sewed my new valve into place it is mind boggling.
Rob has had to work late all week. He leaves at 8a.m. and gets home about 7:30. I really miss him during the two hours he is usually here. So do the pets. They keep looking at the door and out the window. It's nice to be loved. He usually plays darts on Wednesday night but tonight he won't because he cut the back of his finger badly and can't bend it. I am looking forward to having a Wednesday with him. Even though we have been together for six years, I still enjoy his company. We always have little stories to share and private jokes to laugh about. When I think how anxiety ridden I was before Rob was a part of my life it's amazing. He has helped me to relax and enjoy life. I used to worry about everything and now I can be pretty laid back about most things. I like the new me. I will always carry some baggage from my past but that's ok. It feels like the bags are getting lighter and lighter as time moves on. The greatest warriors are these two: time and patience.