We put h's house on the market last Monday. We were under contract for only $2k under asking by Saturday. Tomorrow is the inspection. I can't believe it. Fingers crossed the inspection goes well and we can unload this house- we've had terrible luck with renters, and we're done with being landlords.
I start my IVF shots on Friday. I'm so fucking nervous about the cycle in general that I could puke. I don't know what I'll do if it doesn't work.
Post by ninjabridemom on Sept 9, 2015 8:18:32 GMT -5
The boys officially started preschool today!!! (They have been in the class since April but I didn't take pictures then and this is the start of a new school year so it works out).
The dog had a bout of pretty bloody diarrhea last night, so I'm working from home until our vet appt this morning. It only happened once, and she hasn't had any other symptoms. With my luck she has IBS to go along with her anxiety.
H left early this morning for a day trip to OH for work. He normally brings the kids to school in the morning, so I was already planning on being late. And then the kids and I overslept by an hour. Ugh. DD had woken up twice in the middle of the night, for good chunks of time b/c her legs hurt (growing pains maybe?).
I got summoned for jury duty; it's my second time. Last time I was chosen for a jury but ended up being an alternate.
I feel so much better than I have in a long time since I started Trintellix (Brintellix) 10 days ago. I am so awake and productive, and a teensy bit calmer (not quite calm, but working on it). DH OTOH is really crashing and I wish he would go to therapy or take ADs. We are both having a super stressful time at work, and with the three kids, and school and everything, it is crazy. I need him ALL THERE. Which is kinda shitty and selfish, but he won't do anything about it so whatever. I think he is hoping everything will magically work out, or I will take over all the home work load again so he can focus on work. Not gonna happen dude.
We are thinking of doing our big house reno over the next two years. On a smaller scale than initially planned. It would be the basement the first year, then the upstairs (turning the three large bedrooms into four medium/small bedrooms), then the back patio. I'm super excited.
I have no idea what to buy my cousin as a godfather gift (greek tradition). The baptism is THIS WEEKEND. Yish.
I have to serve grand jury next week. Major pain because first off they say it is for a minimum of 4 weeks. This is busy time for my job so I have to get my staff up to speed. A bigger issue is my son. He doesn't drive and I drive him to and from his job training and dr appts. This means he would have to miss work for those weeks as well. There is no one else to take him so as his primary caregiver (He has Aspergers) I am hoping I can get excused.
Normally I would love to serve (I've done it in the past) but the timing just stinks for now. And I already postponed once for these reasons so I have to go. I really think that 4 weeks minimum is such an imposition and really don't understand why it needs to be that long though I'm sure there must be some reason.
I'm jazzed about my trip to Vegas on Monday, and then my trip the following Friday morning to Oregon to visit Mom. I'll be out of town for nine days. I plan on buying a bunch of new clothes for my work wardrobe.
The only downside is it's currently hotter than Hades in LAS. Ugh.
"Why would you ruin perfectly good peanuts by adding candy corn? That's like saying hey, I have these awesome nachos, guess I better add some dryer lint." - Nonny
First day back at work since 8/28, and last night I had an anxiety dream about returning. It's fine so far, but I am really tired and had almost 200 emails when I came in this morning.
My birthday is on Saturday and I am so meh about it. I don't feel any way about turning 30, but I am just not a big birthday person in general, I think.
Duran Duran's newest release is available on streaming now. I've had it on repeat for the last two days. I love it, but then again, I'm a Duranie. #childofthe80s.
We are so close to being debt free, so close, but our house is in need of some dire renovations. I'm so frustrated about it. I want to sell our house before DD goes to Middle School. No one is going to want our house unless we do something to it. I can't see it being possible without taking out another loan.
Post by sparkythelawyer on Sept 9, 2015 9:41:08 GMT -5
Sparkybaby woke up screaming bloody murder at 1am this morning and we have no idea why. We were paranoid that she swallowed a piece of my necklace that she pulled off of me on Monday but honestly the piece she maybe pulled is so damn big she'd have choked on it if she actually got it in her mouth. Nevertheless, we were all freaked when she was crying last night. She went back down after we nursed her and snuggled her for about an hour, so hopefully she was just hungry.
THEN, my husband's continuous glucose monitor went off every two flipping seconds last night because is blood sugar levels danced at the lower level of when the alarm is supposed to go off. He sets it to alarm when he drops below 75, so of course he bounced between 70 and 80 all. night. long.
I still don't feel super awesome so I will probably head home at lunch. This will leave our front desk person all by herself from 3:00-5:00 and I feel bad, but I'm already so super exhausted.
The leaves on my cherry tree are starting to change - yay! But I planted my big heirloom tomato too late, so I hope I get a few more to ripen before it gets too chilly - boo!
We're back into normal routine after over a week of daycare being closed, being up north, and a day at the state fair. Getting K up this morning to go to daycare was a struggle.
I HATE my class I'm taking this fall. I feel like I have no idea what I'm doing.
Dude. My new boss and the owner of my company have bronchitis and are hacking all over the fucking office. STAY HOME. If I'm a mess at the show on Saturday, I am going to snap.
I'm annoyed that DH will not take the night off of golfing to go to DS's open house with me. I really don't want to be stuck there all night, either. I have so much to do before this weekend. Grr.
Goodluck Bernadine! I hope everything turns out OK.
It is forecast to be the hottest day of the year today. I got to work and they have our a/c shut off to do fire alarm testing. It is over 80 in my office and our windows don't open. I am dying.
Tonight we have our first soccer practice at 5p.m.. Yesterday at 4p.m. it was 104 degrees. I am SO OVER this heat. I just pray we don't have rolling blackouts tonight.
I was having an ok day until H's company called to request a death certificate and then another called to request his cell phone. I understand they're working right now...but couldn't they have called at 5 or something rather than middle of the day?! I do not want to cry at work people!
My cleaning lady folds clothes for us. I have told her she can leave it all on my bed but she insists on putting it away. In the wrong place. At first it was mixing up Anna and Sophia's clothes (how she thought my 5yo is a size 14 is beyond me). Then mine and Anna's. But now I think she is just fucking with us. H found Alex's shorts in his underwear drawer. I mean, he HAS lost a lot of weight. But lol.
My sister is like 8 weeks pregnant and has shingles. She just sent me pictures and it looks awful. She must be miserable. I offered to come get her girls even though I'm sick, but she said she was doing ok. I feel really bad for her.
Also, it's an iphone 4. Why do I have to go digging thru his hospital bags for such an old phone?! At least I know where those certificates are. All of this has sucked. His suitcase is still packed, too, because we were just waiting for a bed to open up at another hospital.