Day of shopping
Jan. 17th, 2008 08:11 pmI discovered last night, when I was checking my email at the library that I had a Borders Bucks coupon for five dollars about to expire. So I made a quick trip up to Burlington with the express purpose of getting Richelle Mead's "Succubus On Top". I'm reading it's predecessor "Succubus Blues" and utterly enjoying it. I like Richelle's style: she's like a female answer to Jim Butcher.
I also needed to get some necessities at Wal-Mart (Underwear and mouthwash), but I also took advantage of the after-Christmas sales: my dad and I were taking down our Christmas tree the other night and he couldn't help noticing how faded and cracked a lot of our glass balls are getting. So, I picked up serveral nice sets of simple gold, silver and multi-colored glass balls for fifty cents a box!
Now I just have to do my exercises for the day, before tonight's episode of "Supernatural" comes on. One of said excercises, namely crawling the length of the house on my stomach (really! It seems that having someone with autism do this almost makes their brain review certain stages of its development and that helps it reset itself) has me often wondering just how small children can *do* that so tirelessly? I'm wondering if small kids are somehow proportionately stronger than adults. Hm... Either way, I'm starting to see some results already: the past couple of days at work, I've been less irritated by the noise level. I'm certainly not cured, and I doubt I'll really start to see any huge changes until I'm on the full-scale program, but it's a step in the right direction.
I also needed to get some necessities at Wal-Mart (Underwear and mouthwash), but I also took advantage of the after-Christmas sales: my dad and I were taking down our Christmas tree the other night and he couldn't help noticing how faded and cracked a lot of our glass balls are getting. So, I picked up serveral nice sets of simple gold, silver and multi-colored glass balls for fifty cents a box!
Now I just have to do my exercises for the day, before tonight's episode of "Supernatural" comes on. One of said excercises, namely crawling the length of the house on my stomach (really! It seems that having someone with autism do this almost makes their brain review certain stages of its development and that helps it reset itself) has me often wondering just how small children can *do* that so tirelessly? I'm wondering if small kids are somehow proportionately stronger than adults. Hm... Either way, I'm starting to see some results already: the past couple of days at work, I've been less irritated by the noise level. I'm certainly not cured, and I doubt I'll really start to see any huge changes until I'm on the full-scale program, but it's a step in the right direction.