House

doc and i have been married officially for six years, as of yesterday. and together for ten. wow. ususally, it doesn’t feel like it’s that long. i usually don’t even think about the length of time we’ve been together. i guess that is probably a good thing, that it means our marriage and our relationship is working well. not that that surprises me. 🙂 it does make me sad to think that a number of our friends have not fared so well lately. i know how lucky i am. doc is sick with some sort of icky cold. he woke up this morning and could only croak out words. i got him some nyquil and orange juice. right now i’m making a big pot of soup from chicken broth, leftover turkey, carrots, celery, and garlic. it smells great. hmmm. i’m flipping through a neighborhood coupon mailer and see an ad for garage door repairpeople, “the spring replacement specialists.” and that’s what is broken on our garage door. maybe i should call them. they’re specialists! i’m pretty sure we can’t repair a garage door on our own. in fact, we can’t even lift it and have been parking in the driveway for a few weeks. it broke as i was at work, on the phone with doc. i heard the crash sound over the phone. he walked out into the garage, saw the broken metal cord, and walked around to the front of the house, after saying that he thought maybe someone had tried to break in through the garage door. and then… the phone went dead. i couldn’t get him back on the line. i was on the verge of calling 911 when he called me back. he’d gone too far away from the phone’s base station.