Well, okay he’s working.Ã‚Â In a resort.Ã‚Â Trying to make it sound like the week is excrutiating in every way.
His company sent a gift to me stating they appreciate my support in Bill’s constant absences, etc. and they want to thank me.
The gift is this Sandlewood Oil with sticks that you put in it and will draw the stuff upwards, emitting the smell.
It’s a nice gift and a nice gesture.
But I can’t get the cork out of the bottle.Ã‚Â But the oil did work its way through the cork, got on my hands and now I can’t get the smell off.
I get these bizzare tickles and pains in my body from MS and I got one on my finger.Ã‚Â I put it in my mouth and bit it to stop the tickling (I know that’s gross.Ã‚Â I don’t have to do it often, but imagine an unreachable itch on your back…now put it inside your body where you def. can’t get to it…) and now the sandlewood is in my mouth.Ã‚Â Not a good taste.Ã‚Â Smell, yes.
Ã‚Â So, even though Bill’s on vacat–I mean working in La Jolla I’m not all that jealous.Ã‚Â They make everyone share rooms.Ã‚Â Can you believe that? Sharing a room with a stranger.Ã‚Â Yucko in my opinion.
Is that weird?