Carry that weight
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
So, thingsíve been a little crazy.
Iíve accomplished very little, either with jewelry or with healthy eating. It just seemed like one craptastic thing after another, and I couldnít... still havenít been able to... get on top of it all.
My apartment is a bloody disaster; I canít stand to look at it, but I donít know what to do about it, either. I know I have to start somewhere, but every time I look at it, I shudder.
First, there was my finger, which I mentioned last time. Now, most of the black bits (except under the nail) have finally come off, and the skin underneath is all pink and healthy, so thatís good. Iím concerned about the nail, though; I think I may lose it. Iíve been keeping it bandaged in the hopes that the protection will keep it in place. But the whole shebang meant not a lot of jewelry work... or, in fact, any... has gotten done.
Then my Dad ended up in the hospital last weekend with pneumonia and severe dehydration. The whole weekend was shot, since all of Saturday was spent waiting for them to figure out what was wrong with him, admit him, and get him in a room, and Sunday was spent visiting him, helping him eat and drink (his hands were really, really, really shaky, as his medication levels were horribly off due to all the weight heíd lost over the course of the week), and waiting for someone to tell us what was going on (which, for the record, didnít happen while we were there; the doctor didnít call till, like, 9pm), followed by me running out and doing a bunch of errands for my parents like buying groceries for the next few days, all while I was coming down with an awful cold/flu of my own. Went home, ate dinner at 9pm for the second day in a row, woke up the next morning sick as a dog but went to work anyway because there were things I NEEDED to get done, and was sent home by 10am by concerned co-workers.
Home sick the rest of Monday and all of Tuesday. And unfortunately, it wasnít the kind of home sick where you can actually accomplish anything; I was in really rough shape. Wednesday, went to work, even though I was still pretty ill, because Iím out of sick time and because I needed to get stuff done. Thursday was a planned absence; an inspector was coming to re-inspect work on the water heater. The window for them coming was from 9am Ė 4pm, so I took off for the whole day. Of course, he showed up at 9:15. I ran out and did some errands, grocery shopping and BJís type stuff. Picked up Wii Zumba Fitness 2, so that was a step in the right direction, anyway. And then Friday, I worked. I went to the departmental meeting that was the reason I was so insistent on coming in on Monday and Wednesday to prepare for, and had to walk out because my cough was too disruptive. And then came home to an ant incursion in my kitchen, which could easily have sent me into despair and panic, but instead was solved with cinnamon and spackle. Apparently, theyíre not fond of the former, and so far, they have yet to penetrate the latter.
This past weekend was spent with the Ďrents again. My brother came down and stayed with them to help around the house. I was, for the most part, just moral support. But it was a nice weekend, full of steamed GF dumplings and GF crackers and cheese and salami, and friendly family bickering and people who get and laugh at all of your stupid, inside jokes that youíve been making your whole life, but when you tell them to anyone else, they just look at you like youíre weird. I wish we got to spend more time like that.
And now itís Tuesday, and Iím already chronically sleep deprived, and even though Iím feeling better (my cough is significantly improved, though Iím still all nasal and raspy and stuffy), I still feel pretty awful. The physical aspects of that are only the tip of the iceberg, though; the fact the constant illnesses are just adding fuel to the whatís-the-point-of-bothering depression fire. I continue to exist without really living, which is no fun at all, but I donít know what to do about it. Other than, yíknow, Zumba. Which I stink at, but itís kinda fun, anyway. And today, I think Iíll order the weights video Iíve had my eye on. Anyone familiar with 30 Minutes To Fitness: Weights Workout with Kelly Coffey-Meyer? Or Strong Body, Ageless Body with Erin O'Brien? Theyíre both pretty well reviewed; Iím thinking of buying both, since together theyíre only about $25. Though now that Amazon has to charge tax, thatíll be closer to $30. *grumble*
OK, I ordered both. So, thatís done. I did it with free super saver shipping, though, so itíll be a while before they come. Till then, I will Zumba my butt off (somewhat literally). ;-) And I will TRY to get some bloody jewelry work done!
Iím currently quietly obsessed with the idea of fusing rings with fine silver wire. I read a tutorial about it, and it seems incredibly, frighteningly easy. And of course, Iíve just spent the last hour futzing around online, looking at jewelry stuff, so now I wish I was home making things instead of sitting at work doing... um, nothing, at the moment; e-mail is down. Anyway, the ring fusing thing is something I can do with my torch, which I can do NOW, instead of waiting for me to buy a house, so I can buy a kiln to put in my house. So... yeah. Itís on the list of stuff to do. But fine silver wire ainít cheap, either, so itís not going to happen today. Today, I bought weight lifting videos. LOL!
As for the whole house-buying thing... still doing only online looking, so far. But Iíve e-mailed my realtor, to let him know... hey! Iím ready! Letís start looking! Iím scared to death about the whole thing, but Iím also really excited about it. I think I can do it. I think I can. Iím certainly not planning on spending as much as Iíve been pre-approved for. I just donít want to accept a crap-hole, just because itís how much I think I can afford....
OK, Iím going to try rebooting, see if I can get e-mail, now. Have a lovely day, folks.