I was attacked by caterpillars today while I waited on my ride home. I was sitting under the tree at the front of the school while the cold winds blew on my bare arms and the gray clouds passed over head, when three fat, hairy caterpillars fell down on me from the tree. Normally, squirrels play on the tree and toss down waste from their nuts they’re eating for hibernation, but today there were many caterpillars falling from the tree. There were two on the bench that I brushed aside when I sat down. I don’t know where they went once they were on the ground.
I fixed cold ham and cheese croissants for dinner because we’re going to be having cake and ice cream later on tonight. I think I was the only one who got my father-in-law anything for his birthday. That is sad. I remember when he used to complain that people never celebrated birthdays, and they were just another day. I hate that. I think I’ll go wrap one of his presents in foil since we don’t have any wrapping paper, and maybe get the candles ready and start the ice cream treats. I think this is gonna be good.
I started taking my pills again. The anti-depressants. I hate taking them. They always either give me severe heart burn or severe head aches. I wish there was something else I could take or something else I could do. There isn’t though.