So it's the weekend-- I'm not really a weekend blogger--- you know, I like to keep a steady monday through friday-- but it's been an off week. Life happens. My tests came back normal. Which I guess is supposed to be good--- but then I'm left with "well, how the hell do I treat a problem thats still undiagnosed?" Same old story I dealt with all last year. I have another ultrasound on tuesday. Yes, another, as in I already had one. It's a long story.
Today was actually my birthday. It's 11:22 pm on friday night--- so it's almost over. A big bad 31 years old. I spent the day doing nothing celebratory. Which is fine by me. I've said it before, but I'm not a birthday person. And I had a pretty big and
spectacular birthday last year-- so that should last me a good amount of years before I need to celebrate another one.
I've just been so distracted this week. There's just this itching feeling that something is happening in my body and I need to figure out what it is. I'm not good with the unknown. I hate surprises, I hate being in the dark. No really though, we use a salt lamp at night, I hate the dark. But I emotionally hate it too. I'm just hoping this next test shows something. Then I can move forward.
My cold is finally almost gone-- so thats good news! My green boogers are once again clear. (You guys REALLY care about my boogers, right?) I can breathe--- and I mostly have a voice again. Not that I ever talk anyway ;) But I was talking to Alex today-- telling him I really just need to work on my mood. It's really crashed this week--- hence the crickets. I didn't want to write in anger. That doesn't feel good. So I just kept quiet mostly. But I know I have a TON of really good things in my life-- so I need to find a way to refocus on them, despite the crummy stuff happening in my gut--- or ovaries--- or whatever the hell is happening. I'm hoping a good overdose of sunshine will help all of this. I have A LOT of sunshine scheduled for the next two weeks.
Let's talk about something else, shall we? Who's moving where if Trump wins? Haha. I told Alex, I'm out of here if Trump or Hilary wins. But really though--- I don't want to be one of those people that just says it--- I'd really and honestly like to leave if either of those two gain power over here. Bit trickier when you have a family and you own a house-- but we'll see. For now I just have to keep hoping my good friend Bernie wins. Alex told me something like the Canadian embassy site crashed during the Trump rally from so many people googling "how to move to canada" or something like that--- I dont know if that's true or not, but thats crazy! And not completely unbelievable. Trump himself doesn't scare me-- it's the fact that anyone (and not just one people, but multiple people) would actually support him that scares me! There are a lot of random crazy and hateful people in the world-- but when they gain a following? That the creepy part.
What else can we talk about? Something completely unimportant? The Bachelor? Who's watching. That and Teen Mom are still my guilty pleasures. This season was pretty boring though. But I feel real fancy at night laying in bed with a heating pad and a mouth guard watching the Bachelor. Let me tell you--- if you ever want to feel really sexy--- thats the way to do it. Bonus point if you use castor oil pack with your heating pad and wear chicken socks. Socks with a chicken pattern--- not socks made for chickens, fyi.
Alright, I'm going to go--- I obviously don't have much to say-- I just wanted to drop in and explain my short silence. Oh and if you noticed a post that went up today and mysteriously disappeared-- you weren't seeing things, that unfortunately happened. The post has been rescheduled for later. Sorry about that. I hate those blog hiccups. I hope you guys have a wonderful weekend filled with loads of sunshine and flowers and people who don't support Trump. <3<3
*the photo above is super old. I found it randomly and thought *I should post this* love them. One of the many good things I need to focus on. photo is by chelsae anne <3
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