The standard greeting on Rosh Chodesh (the beginning of the new month) is “Chodesh Tov” or “Have a good month”. All I can say is, I hope it will only go up from here. I was completely pumped for my day at Moshav Modi’im for their women’s Rosh Chodesh celebration, but things got a little…mucked up. My ride decided she wanted to sit in the back with her baby, so she directed me to drive and then proceeded to get us lost for an hour. By the time we arrived I had missed two classes and Hallel (the series of special prayers recited on Rosh Chodesh). We had a 45-minute class (led, incidentally, by the woman I came with), followed by lunch. When the next class started up again, my ride looked at me and told me she was ready to go home. I was longing to stay but I had Yonah with me and felt myself getting exhausted so I agreed. Back behind the wheel I went and when I asked my ride if it would be okay if we dropped me off at home first, she gave me a flippant, “No”. By the time I got home from her place an hour later, after shlepping Yonah, stroller and bags, I was so exhausted I burst into tears. Some Rosh Chodesh, huh?

Still, I refuse to let it get me down. At least I got to the Moshav and at least I got to see my friends for five minutes. At least we got there and back safely and at least Yonah was on his best behavior, as usual. I will say this, though: next month I am not going to bring Yonah, and my former friend can find another driving companion.

My sister is arriving tomorrow so I will be spending the afternoon cleaning the apartment which will become a mess again about five minutes later once Yonah starts getting into his toybox. In the morning I have a doctor’s appointment and then I’m meeting with my tutor for the first time. Hooray!

On a random note, I am soliciting advice for natural remedies for sinus infections. Homeopathic treatments, herbs, whatever. I can’t take aspirin or any of the normal stuff because of The Bean and it has been torture; I feel like the front of my face is going to rip off. I did the math and I realized that I have been sick in some form or another for over two months now. I think that’s some kind of record. Maybe someone will reward me with a spa day. Ha.