L slept until 7 this morning, which means I did, too, so that was nice. She was in a great mood, too, and I asked her to do three things (not at the same time): can you clap your hands, how big is L, and can you stand up? And she did all three! And then she walked over to me! Man.
I can feel my sinuses waging a slow war on my face. It started yesterday and I am still not full-blown sick today, so it's like they're trying to sneak attack me. I feel the burn, though. Blah.
We're taking L to see my parents and Santa this weekend, and then to get her Christmas pictures done. We're also supposed to get a tree and start decorating... we'll see how many of those things end up happening.
I've had a great morning so far. It's my morning off as I don't teach til later. I slept in a slight bit, had a great COLD run, deep condition for my hair, mud mask and painted my toe nails. Now I'm watching the Santa Clause 2 and enjoying my peppermint coffee. Later I might walk around our outdoor mall. Then teach at one of my favorite studios later!
I think I may have the flu. At first I thought it was a sinus infection starting but my nose isn't stuffy. My throat hurts and my legs and neck are really really sore. Please don't let it be the flu. I got a flu shot in October but they said it's not very effective this year.
I have the same thing/feel the same way. There are no dr appointments left this week and the urgent care will not take my insurance.
I had my annual ornament exchange with a bunch of friends last night, some i've known since high school. We get together every year and have been doing it for years so I have so many ornaments from these ladies. It is such a wonderful time to spend together and I realized how much I missed them throughout the year when I'm too busy. We drank wine, we ate, we laughed, we cried. Seriously it was so good for the soul.
/emotional
I have my annual holiday party with my sorority sisters (plus my BFF who is good friends with all of us) on Friday and I can't wait. It's just the girls and I plan on just crashing there. We will eat, drink, do a gift exchange, play CAH, probably cry at some point and laugh so hard and loud that I will probably get a headache (from that and the booze, lol). My girlfriends are absolutely part of my family and I am so thankful for them and that we've stayed so close over the years.
It s amazing right? I feel so at ease with them. Some of us last night were in the rooms when our children were born, in our weddings - showed up with a pizza the night we closed on our houses... My best friend there drove me to school every day when I was a freshmen. We watched each other grow up. It is so cool to see everyone and different personalities looking back.. We have SAHM's, working mom's, child-free for life, single, divorced etc. It was awesome to just be there together and feel so much support. We totally cried. And then laughed until I spit my wine. LOL.
It gets me right in the feels. I hope you have a wonderful time on Friday
Our puppy Hazel is back to scratching nonstop around 3am again, thus waking us up and trying to get her back to sleep. Second night in a row where I was up at 3 and got spotty sleep until 7.
DD came home yesterday to tell us that a classmate in her after school class "stomped on her glasses" resulting in them being destroyed. DH is taking them in today to see if they can be fixed, but one of the lens has a crack. The more I think about it, the more annoyed I am. She just got them this summer. We had a long talk about her putting her glasses in her case and then in her backpack when she wants to take them off to play.
And then, she lost her glove. So she's wearing an old pair of mine.
For some reason I'm having a totally irrational (and mild) panic attack about being 22 weeks this Saturday.
THERE IS NO TIME LEFT TO GET READY!!11!! lol
We are waiting until after Christmas to get the nursery set up, and I know logically that it will be fine, plus there is no way that my MIL would let this baby live in a cardboard box in the living room, but STILL. I also feel like I ABSOLUTELY MUST throw away everything in my attic and re-do the whole house.
Suddenly it feels like this pregnancy is flying by at lightspeed.
Hold me. And rub my back LOL
I'm in exactly the same place. Except with two fewer weeks to get ready, and with some ungodly rash that my OB wants me to take 50 mg of Benadryl every 6 hours for today. I do not have TIME FOR BENADRYL. I need to nest!!
I am wearing my Birkenstock clogs (brown leather) that I got in college today. They are comfortable and I give no fucks!
Also, my H texted me a picture of this dog and asked if I wanted to take it. Our neighbors brother is in NYC and can't take care of the dog. All shots up to date, neutered. She said we can "try" it out. I know if we do that, it's our dog. I am normally the strong and reasonable one but I am PMSing and melted at this dog. I was all GO GET HIM RIGHT NOW.
Financially it's not a good decision for us right now, but I miss having a dog so much.
H coaches basketball and I record the games for JV and Varsity. I just found out that the game was canceled tonight. I'm mostly excited about this because I really don't feel like wearing a bra today. It's coming off as soon as I pull into the driveway.
I thought today was going to be a snow day at work, but it isn't, and I'm not being very productive.
We are planning on closing on our house at the end of January. I wish it were sooner! There's a beautiful window that would look great with a Christmas tree in it. Oh well. Next year!
I mentioned eating today's Advent calendar in yesterday's flameful post. I would like to confirm that, yes, I am sad about not getting to eat it today. I am now considering eating tomorrow's candy.
Has anyone had this happen? You put on a clean sweater (I SWEAR TO YOU IT'S CLEAN) and then you kinda sniff sniff your pits an hour or so in and it's B.O. city? This ONLY happens to me with sweaters, more fitted ones. They like hold pit smell in reserve and don't release it until you least suspect it. And I know it's not my pit itself because I went into the bathroom and checked.
Dry cleaning just doesn't get the job done and most of these are dry clean only. I might hand wash them all just to get away from it.
After that good/bad/frustrating annual review I posted about yesterday, my boss just sent me a meeting invitation for Friday for a "Follow-up" to my Review. Really?!? You put me through that ordeal and then you give me 2 days to worry about what the "follow-up" might be?
I was at the office for all of 15 minutes when dd's school called because she has a pink eye and apparently ha some discharge this morning. So now we are sitting at urgent care. Her eye doesn't look red to me and I haven't seen any discharge so I'll waste 2 hous and $150 for them to tell me she's fine. I get it, but man, what a pain.
Also, ds tripped on a stepping stone on our way to the car this morning so now he has a nice bump and bruise in the middle of his forehead.
My interview went really well, but with the pay it would mean bringing home about $800/month. I don't need super flexible hours as we don't have kids, and being super close to where I live isn't THAT important.
DH thought he was the lead on the project, only to find out he's basically a glorified draftsman. He's really not liking his current company - that we just moved for - four hours away from family. Shit. Right now his plan is to start looking for jobs again in about 6 months so we'll be ready to move at the end of the lease.
I AM SO FUCKING TIRED OF MOVING. And I feel like this is really my fault. He thinks its his. I pushed him HARD to take this job, because I wanted out of mine. When... I honestly could've dealt with mine just fine. We were making good money, and COL was cheap. I LOVE the current town we're in, but we're both so tired of being strapped for cash. I'm done with sitting at home, and DH doesn't like his job.
I want a family, dammit! And we're going to need medical help. Which is hard to do when you move constantly!
I'm dying. I am starting week 3 of a sinus infection from hell that just won't go away. The first round of antibiotics didn't work, so I'm on stronger ones now and they're STILL NOT WORKING. I have so much pressure in my head I'm surprised my brains aren't leaking out my ears. I probably have a brain tumor and am dying. RIP DottyBlue
For some reason I'm having a totally irrational (and mild) panic attack about being 22 weeks this Saturday.
THERE IS NO TIME LEFT TO GET READY!!11!! lol
We are waiting until after Christmas to get the nursery set up, and I know logically that it will be fine, plus there is no way that my MIL would let this baby live in a cardboard box in the living room, but STILL. I also feel like I ABSOLUTELY MUST throw away everything in my attic and re-do the whole house.
Suddenly it feels like this pregnancy is flying by at lightspeed.
Hold me. And rub my back LOL
Ugh, same. I'm 32 weeks have I have *nothing* done. I just realized yesterday that I'm missing the bag of 0-3 month clothes, so I have to start from scratch. I want to paint the entire first floor before he comes, and we need to install some shelves in the kids' closet. I need to collect some supplies for the home birth, and don't even have a single name picked out. Lol. We are not prepared at all, and every week feels like it's 3 days long.
Post by laceylaplante on Dec 10, 2014 11:59:48 GMT -5
I've been trying to get back on my Adderall for months and because of stupid fucking meth heads, I am still getting the run around. Everyone wants to just prescribe antidepressants and that shit makes me feel awful. Getting help should not be such a nightmare, I just want to get my life on track
I am exhausted today. The drive through was like 20 cars deep and I didn't have time to wait so no coffee for me this morning. I'm annoyed because it's usually max 2 cars deep. Where did all these people come from?? Lol.
in an attempt to get rid of stuff when we were moving, h apparently threw away both christmas trees and all of the wrapping paper. so now I have no tree or garland for this year, and I need to go replace the wrapping paper.
good thing we still have those 13 year old brochures from germany though. those will come in handy.
You could always tape them to the wall in the shape of a tree and string lights from them...
Post by cinnamoncox on Dec 10, 2014 13:08:49 GMT -5
laceylaplante I'm sorry. I feel you, really. I had concerta for many years, as did Dh and ds. At my regular pharmacy, they knew me and were nice, but sometimes I had to use a diff pharm for one reason or another, and I was treated poorly many times. I can't take it now bc it ups my anxiety to insane levels, and it's bad enough as it is, but I so so miss feeling like a properly functioning person. Omg it takes everything I have to just get by. It's so draining. I want to enjoy life please, at least sometimes I mean, I love my kids and my Dh, but I hate my life otherwise. I wish you luck.
in an attempt to get rid of stuff when we were moving, h apparently threw away both christmas trees and all of the wrapping paper. so now I have no tree or garland for this year, and I need to go replace the wrapping paper.
good thing we still have those 13 year old brochures from germany though. those will come in handy.
I'm sorry about your Christmas stuff, but I'd love anything from Germany. It's my hope that I'll get there one day before I die. I hate flying. That's going to be a problem.
My brand new black pants split at the seam just below the zipper. My hot pink underwear was on display for lord knows how long before I noticed. Guess I'll be heading to Kohl's after work to exchange these for a less revealing pair.
Post by laceylaplante on Dec 10, 2014 13:28:35 GMT -5
cinnamoncox I'm sorry you're feeling the way I am. I need help, it's taken everything in me just to keep on pushing through appointments, but 4 later, they still just want to give me Paxil and the run around. I want to be a normal adult. I want to remember to mail my rent check in on time, I want to be in top of DS's school work and activities. I actually sent him to school with no lunch 2ish months ago because I thought it was grandparents day, but had the days wrong DH has been so patient with me, but really he's sick of me not paying attention to things he tells me about and being interrupted because something he said triggered something I needed to say, and on and on it goes. I feel like the worst wife and mother a lot of the time because I should just handle my shit, bootstraps and such, but I just can't. I try and I can't. I could cry right now. I feel just judged and pushed to the side when I tell them what I need, it's not fair.