A Day Away from the Big Farm
So my parole officer (father-in-law) came to release me today for a trial-run of real life. I was at a loss- what do I do without my cell mates, the children?
In the end I went to explore the possibility of getting new glasses, or possibly contact lenses- as my current glasses didn't enjoy being kicked and dragged on the driveway last weekend. Apparently prescription eye-wear is not designed to connect with a woman-abuser's foot. Go figure. He did offer to replace them, but I said that all I was concerned about was the woman whom he had just beaten.
I have to wait three weeks to get new ones, but it'll be ok, the double-vision I experienced because of concussion has passed now, so my brain is undamaged. Yaaaaay!
After that, I went and bought some cds, as I received payment for the book I helped write. I need happy music, I was thinking, as I walked into the music store. I came out with Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen and the Rolling Stones, so there is not much happy there. Who cares. I can be depressed and listen to good music. I can't imagine being depressed and listening to happy music.
*I am thinking of moving this site- with that in mind, I have set up a blogger account. I haven't made the shift, yet, but I am getting frustrated with blogdrive- it is very restrictive if you want to add widgets and images.
Let me know what you think of it: http://husbandsanon.blogspot.com
I did buy the children some bribes, er, toys, too, on the way from the bottle store, er, supermarket. Winner Dad.
All in all, a reasonably unterrible day.