Yesterday was John’s birthday. We spent the morning tidying up, as John’s auntie Bea from London and auntie Jimmie from Australia are here in the States visiting, and they came up to have lunch and to see the house. We had a really nice time, and they seemed to really like our house.
After they left, we headed over the West Virginia to pick up some Powerball tickets. That isn’t as much of a production as you might think, since we’re only about 20 minutes from Harper’s Ferry. John was hoping his birthday luck might apply to the lotto, so we went to Harper’s Ferry and then kept going until we found a 7-Eleven. 7-Elevens in West Virginia sell liquor. I know this because we were not the only people who thought to duck over to West Virginia to get a Powerball ticket, and there was quite a line. It moved pretty quickly, but even so, I spent several minutes in the extensive liquor section. Alas, we did not get a winner. We had exactly one of the numbers, which means we get nothing. But it was fun to go anyway.
Today I had my first blood draw and sonogram at the new clinic. I was a little worried about going in on a Sunday – but I was pleasantly surprised. I had almost no wait, even though they were very busy. The techs were friendly and efficient, explaining what they were doing and seeing. I was in and out in half an hour. At my old doctor’s I would still have been stuck in the waiting room in half an hour.
Then I went and helped my mom clean out her office for hours and hours and hours. She’s a consultant and she’s got an office that she never uses, so she’s closing it at the end of February. She’s been in there since 1998, and I don’t think she’s thrown out one single thing since she moved in. We threw out 13 bags of trash and moved out 11 boxes of stuff. Next Sunday John and I are going to help her move the furniture and the rest of her crap out. Next Sunday is going to completely suck.
We didn't win either. Of course, we were really a long shot since we didn't buy a ticket.