I'm still alive, people

Last week was husband's sentencing.
He got:
-2 years probabtion
-6 months tether
-50 hrs community service
-a whole crapload of fees and fines.

It didn't help me much this came a whole month after the raid, living it all over again. The stress from work isn't helping much either. Work got robbed again. It wasn't at gunpoint, someone just broke open the cash drawer when there wasn't anyone around. I'm afraid to go to work now. This all got to me and I had another staph infection outbreak on my ass again. I went to the emergency room this time because I wanted to avoid the wound clinic at all costs. I felt they didn't do much for the pain, and I bled all over the place when I went there. I thought it was a little barbaric. Anyway the emergency room gave me a shot of morphine and that was very nice, and they drained the abcess. I then got two more in a different spot, but at least they are healing. The antibiotics are made me sick as a dog, now I think I'm used to them. I followed up with my doctor, and asked to be put on antidepressants because all this was too much for me. I got 5 weeks of free samples, and at least the feeling of hopelessness is gone and I don't sit around and cry. I bought a biteguard to help me with the teethgrinding, but it don't fit right. I got to return it.

My dryer took a crap, it rotates and the little glow plug goes on, but the gas does not come and and ignite. It's pretty old and it was free, so I don't see any point in fixing it. Mom's taking me out tomorrow and we are going dryer shopping.

I really miss just getting in my car and scooting around. Mother-In-Law takes me shopping on Friday mornings, but she only shops at the most expensive grocery store around. I miss going to the cheap places.

I have been able to get out a few times craft-store shopping and yesterday a friend took me out to grape country to take pictures of grapes, sunflowers, and apples. Aaaahh, the smell of the apples and grapes! It was wonderful. I'm submitting a photo to the local weekend mail publication.

I get to drive soon

I finally got my letter from the Secretary of State with the schedule of my suspended and restricted license. Ha. On the restricted license I can go to and from work, and that's it. Or rehab. Or support group. I'd have more freedoms if I actually did drugs! At least the fee is only $125 to get it back. Only. His mom took me to get groceries today, and I had a Starbuck's. Holy crap. It's been a long while since I had this much of a caffeine buzz, I'm flippin' out right where I sit. Wheee!

I got a chance to get out this week and every time I meet someone I haven't seen since all this crap went down, they give me hugs and let me know they KNOW we weren't into coke like the paper said, and not to worry, our paper is full of shit. It's been really reassuring.

In other non-drug-arrest news, I'm going to make peach freezer jam today or tomorrow. I think the peaches need one more day in the bag.