Story of a Morning

7:12a.m.: Wonderful Husband nudges me awake. "Kristin, I think your alarm went off..."

I... don't think I've ever actually slept through my alarm clock before. @.@;; I also don't think I was exceptionally tired last night, so I've no explanation. But I got up and went to belly dance class with my new hip belt (and next week we get to play with scarves!) and then dutifully went to one of the few Quest Diagnostics open on a Saturday to get my blood taken.

And proceeded to wait for two and a quarter hours. My own fault for not grabbing a book on the way out the door.

And then I discovered that of the two blood samples I needed taken (two different doctors), one needed me to fast. Which was not marked on the paperwork.

Fortunately the one that needed to be taken today, or else wait another month, was fine.

So I have to not have breakfast on Monday, and get blood taken before work, since I have an appointment with the doctor on Thursday.

And then the first vein the nurse tried didn't work.

(Which is a first; I have very good veins.)

So she tried the other arm, and it was fine.

And then I came home to find Wonderful Husband doing spring cleaning! I love this man.

Classes Making the Cut, and Meeting People. (And Idjit Kitties.)

As per the votes from my friends and family (hi Mom! you actually logged in and posted!), I submitted forms to Costume College offering to teach blackwork, working with steel boning, and how to make period-accurate medieval garb. If all goes as in past years, I won't know what I'm actually going to teach until I get my packet asking me to pick out what classes I want to attend. :) Slightly sad, but sadly serious.

In unrelated news, I met femme4jack and her parents and two sons today. The event was interrupted by Sushi deciding to follow a new friend of his (neighborhood cat, with whom he was apparently getting along fine) over the fence into the park. Which involved Wonderful Husband boosting me over the fence into the park, Sushi scaling the wall back into our yard on his own, and me having to walk around the block to get back home. Idiot cat. But we had fun chatting and talking writing and fandom and such, and may be meeting up tomorrow as well.