I apologize for not commenting on anyone else’s blogs. I swear I meant to. And then time flew by like it tends to do. Suddenly it was Friday, and then it was Sunday, and now here we are and it’s Wednesday once again.
I swear I’ll do better this week.
Remember how I said last week that we were going to be stopping Boyo’s Speech Therapy soon? Well, it turns out that it is now a thing of the past until he’s a bit older. We had thought he had a couple of more appointments left because his therapist took a couple of weeks off, but when we asked last Friday, it turns out that his approval was only good until June 1st. After going over his progress with the therapist, we decided to hold off on requesting more appointments through the insurance for now. We’re supposed to check in in 6 months, but I think we’ll wait and go through the Regional Center instead.
In other news I put in the request to have my transcripts sent from my old college to my new college (I’m so glad they had a website to do it online, and hey, since this was the first time I was requesting transcripts it was free!) I’ve also put in a request to change my major – while real estate is an acceptable field of study for federal aid, a certificate program is not.
We’ve also been working on some more projects around the house. We’re finally going to be fixing the wiring issue in the bathroom, and we’ve started working on cleaning up the side yard so the boyo can have some more room to play.
And I did do a bit of writing and some editing on the Descendants this week – that unfortunately my computer ate.
Despite that I was able to salvage a snippet for WIPpet Wednesday. Since today is the first, here is one paragraph from chapter 8. Vivian has woken up from her injury, and her and Tesni have agreed to work together to get home. But first, they need to survive the markets at Heraculneum.
Any doubts that Vivian may have had about Tesni’s claims that they had traveled through time were dispelled as she stared at the masses of people moving through the streets. Everyone wore some sort of toga, or had broad swaths of cloth wrapped around their bodies, and the soldiers she saw carried short swords at their sides and wore leather armor. They ogled Tesni and her as openly as she regarded them, and some children even dared to get close enough to pull at the skirt of her dress through the slats of the cart. They were quickly chased off by the giant man though – he yelled at them, and cuffed the slower ones on the ears with one of his massive hands.
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