Oh my goodness gracious, I am full of energy today. I don't know what's going on, but I'll take it. This is going to be all over the place and fragmenty, be forewarned.
I've gotten my medicine dilemma taken care of, go me. The doc's office has called in my script and I have an appointment for my med check tomorrow afternoon. Excitement there, but gotta do it.
I am feeling the withdrawal side effects...numb, tingly mouth and fingers, specifically. And my chest feels all fluttery. I'm not feeling particularly anxious, or moody, or annoyed. I'm actually enjoying the kids this morning. And they are even fighting over a freaking toy grocery cart at the moment. I just calmly told them to work it out.
I feel pretty happy today, and the energy is kinda cool. I really haven't had more coffee than normal...I feel like sweeping and mopping the hardwoods, but can't do that with my two plus my niece running around. Must wait til naptime. On a side note, I can't believe the person who is now primarily responsible for the house didn't take care of the floors yesterday. The realtor is coming this afternoon and the hardwoods are DISGUSTING! Like she's not going to notice that? Jeeze. Anyway.
I've lost my camera! This is a bad thing. I've been traveling between "my" house and Jill's apartment, in two different cars. It's in none of those places. I'm holding out hope that it's in Jill's car. Fingers crossed. I'm not particularly in love with my camera...at all...but it's the only one I gots and it's important to me.
My niece walks around my house, talking jibberish nonstop. She totally gets it from my brother-in-law. Just saying.
I want a fancy ass coffee maker. I want a job. I want my own place. I want new glasses. I want to meet a friend. I want to be not so wound up and frustrated in a certain respect. I'd like to be 'over' rather than 'under'. I want things to go smoothly at my attny appointment today. I also want the realtor to tell us we can list the house for a gazillion dollars more than we think we can (that's not going to happen, but I can wish).
House...I really do like this house. Really. If the world were perfect, I'd still like to stay here, maybe. Actually, it's just too big for me...especially only having the kids 1/2 of the time. If I had a house as a single gal, I'd like a ranch...one level please. Actually, I just don't want a house. I don't care for the yardwork. But, I'll miss a lot about this place. I've been pretty happy with the house. I'll miss it.
That said, so so so so ready to start anew. New place. New job. New experiences. Are you tired of hearing me talk like this? I'm sorry. I'm very optimistic about the future.
K, off to get some energy out. Time to rock the laundry!
2 comments:
You know, Mel, just yesterday I brought a meal to a woman whose husband died recently. She's got 2 little ones (almost 2 and almost 4). She talked about things she never had to do before her husband died, like take out the trash.
I thought of you, actually, at that moment. Granted, your situations are different in that her husband met an untimely death and she will be mourning for a long time, while you still have the reminder that he's still alive, and perhaps, still an ass.
But still, what's the same is that you both have to live a NEW life... a life as a single mom, not by choice. That now you both have to just find a way to soldier on and take on responsibilities you hadn't in a long time (if ever). I'm sorry I'm not there to bring YOU a meal, Mel.
I think your attitude is great. Good luck on all the new possibilities life has to offer you!
Your niece is "prattling".
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