An introspective and incredibly narcissistic overview of... ummm... yeah...whatever I decide to enter.
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Her cheeseballs make excellent Christmas gifts
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Monday, May 19, 2003
Ahhhhhhh....what a week! I have been spending my time moving out of my stifling little apartment into a (insert Bobby Trendy voice) luxuuuurious new apartment. I am LOVE-ING-IT! 1400 sq feet of pure heaven with a view of the lake and a big lanai. I have a huge kitchen, two bathrooms and the baby's room is on the other side of the apartment, so I no longer have to tip-toe around at night. $1000 a month well-spent, I gotta tell ya. On another similar note, I am loving my new room! It's huge and with my new bedding, I am spending all my time in there at night. It's doubling as an office for me, so I'm all set! It's done in deep purple and yellow tones. Heaven! Now all it needs is D and it would be complete. *sigh* I miss her so much.
Now that I've expressed the joys of the move let me just say that moving sucks ass! Gawd I hate it. I paid movers to move me, but it was still a royal pain in the posterior region. My obsessive-compulsive self didn't allow myself to stop until it was completely put together, which took 1 1/2 days, then a day to collapse in a heap. Gracie and I took a 4 hour nap the day after it was done. Jeesh, that was an awesome nap though. Can't remember the last time I did that. Oh yeah, I do remember...it was pre-baby!
In the middle of the move I got a call from my doctor. I went to see him last week for all this pain I am having. I mean, come on, I shouldn't feel like a 70 year old woman when I get up in the morning and spend most of my waking hours in pain without explanation. He said that my thyroid was probably screwed up, which would give me arthritic symptoms, so I went to have a whole array of blood work done. He called the day after and said my liver enzymes were way elevated and to come in Thursday of this week for a liver scan. Oh joy! Now, I'm nervous as hell as to what's going on. Thankfully, I'll have the results of the liver scan right after I get them in the office so I guess that's something. Jeeziz...I need a valium.
Monday, May 19, 2003
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