seeing an old friend

   I went and had dinner with Kim Moore tonight. Kim has been my friend from when I started working at the State Press, and if it wasn't for her love and concern, I might still be working there. There was many a morning where she would come into my office and look at me and talk about leaves of absence and disability. She was really very concerned about me. She was the one who finally got me on the ball to do something about taking care of it. She's a funny, well, hilarious, loving, caring, interesting, great friend.

   I picked her up and neither of us had any solid plans for dinner, so I decided to take her to Top Shelf in Mesa. I hadn't been there in ages, and she had never been there, so it seemed like a good choice. We finished out meals and must have sat there and talked for at least an hour or more after the bill was paid and the plates were gone. There was no pressure from the staff for us to leave, so we just kept talking. 

   When we first met, Josh was in elementary school, and her kids were tiny. I think her son was four, and he's a senior now. We've been through a lot together, the two of us. We talked a lot about Oklahoma. She's not liking the stress of the Valley anymore, and when I told her what I paid for my house, she really sat up and took note. The one major problem is that her husband, Patrick, is from Bisbee, and anyplace that doesn't have mountains isn't worth a hill of beans to him. That could be a pretty major problems. I would love it if she and her family would move to Oklahoma, but I'm not going to hold my breath because the biggest hurdle is selling her house. I know how that one goes. Also, her son only has one more year of high school and it's a rough time to uproot him. That's okay, I can wait. It would just be great to have her out there, too.

   Josh and Alex get in tomorrow... well, technically, today. It will be so good to see them again, and I know mom and dad will love having them stay there. Michele is on her work days now so I didn't see her at all today. I tried to stay quiet when I got home, but I still watched Raw. I fell asleep in front of the TV, then, of course, woke up not so tired, and here it is now 4am and I'm wide awake. 

   My phone completely died for the past day or so. I left my charger at home. I thought I grabbed it but I grabbed the wrong one. I was using dad's but I left it at their house when I came over here. I didn't go anywhere in the car, so I couldn't charge it that way. It was a very weird feeling. I charged it while I was out tonight so I at least have two bars now.

   Well, I should try and get some sleep. Time to put on the iPod and hope for sleep. Good thing I have that.