Sick of It

I went and mowed my mom's yard today. It was horrible. I can't believe they let it get that bad. Thugboy and K are going out of town with the baby next weekend so I think I am going to help my mom clean the house then. The whole time I was there they slept, didn't even bother to get their ass up. Lazy pieces of shit.

Ughhhhh!

Busy Baby Mama Drama

So Friday I had my doctor's appointment, which was pretty boring. I was kind of sad. Since I am at a stand-still, there really wasn't much to discuss. She wants me to take calcium pills with a repeat bone density due in another year. She also gave me pills to jump start my cycle every month, it's like pr0vera.

NYEBoy and I went to see Baby Mama with Tina Fey, it was absolutely hysterically funny! It was funny pretty much the entire movie. There were a few odes to infertility I kind of nodded one of those "yeah I gotcha sister" in my head several times. Hey, it's a must see movie, they say T@int for crying out loud! Heh.

NYEBoy is still around, I haven't run him off too far yet. He says I'm too uptight and I know he thinks I bitch too much, but he would never admit that to my face. I don't know what to do, I just hope I don't ruin it while I'm trying to figure it out.

I have two days to find my car registration to renew my tags with and try to get there before they close with both of my doctors back to work, too. Grr.

My brother lost his job, I found out my mom won $12,000 last year at the casino, and she won't get off my back about her tax refund despite spending nearly $3,000 in the past six weeks.

So there's the weekly update full of drama and me being busy. Now, don't forget to go see Baby Mama!

That'll Be $516, Thank You Very Much!

My car is fixed. I'm $516 poorer.

I'm exhausted. I'm about to watch B!g Brother and then I need to get some things done around the house before I go to bed.

Only two days until my doctor's appointment, now if I can just remember to get updated copies of all my medical records from the past year and some months since I last saw her.

A New Blog...

Here's the link to my weight loss blog. Heh.

Because I Can!

I used 18 of my 35 extra points per week tonight.

I couldn't get my key out of my car. I tried for an hour and a half. I called M, he couldn't get it either. We took it to the car shop, it's going to cost about $500. I can't get to work tomorrow without a car, and it's Empl0yee Appreciation Day tomorrow at work.

I don't feel guilty, because all I want to do right now is cry.

If your hand is swollen all ready, don't try to mess with getting your key out, it only causes blisters on your fingers and your hand to swell even more.

I guess Mother Earth is getting her present today, my car's off the road. Ha. Ha.

Day One = Thank God It's Over!

Okay, so maybe it wasn't that dramatic, but if I hadn't fallen asleep pretty much as soon as I got home, it sure could have been! I stuck to my points, didn't "cheat", only had one diet soda, and water the rest of the day. Yeah! It's hard to follow during the day at work because we get lunch catered every day. My body is craving a soda and it's barely 5:30 am, I can feel my body foaming at the mouth for one right now.

I'm about to go plan my meals for the day, it helps me stick to it.

What Else Is New?

The past two weekends have ended with my right hand swollen. You know, I am seriously getting sick of this shit. I am 24 years old, my body shouldn't be falling apart like this. Ugh. I can't even hold a pen to write and it took five minutes for me to get my keys out of the car.

I go to the doctor Friday for my yearly, er, 2 month late yearly, and a check up on the PCOS, with an added bonus of going over the bone density results that informed me I have the beginnings of osteoporosis, in my early twenties none the less.

I start weight watchers online tomorrow. I'm already sad. I really need to see some instant results.

I hate my body. I love my body. I hate to love my body and I love to hate my body!

One Room At A Time

The thought of moving twice in the next seven months makes my blood begin to boil. During the past few months I seem to be busy during the week, whether it's watching A, visiting friends, or working late. On the weekends I have been busy with NYEBoy. I know I have a lot to do, so I've been slowly working on getting things together.

A few weeks ago I went through my bedroom, clearing the closets of unused clothes and packing them away. Last week I cleaned up my laundry area. Tonight, I cleaned my bathroom. I still need to clean my kitchen and living room/desk area. After the apartment is ready, I can begin to work on my mom's attic.

I think I have decided to take some things to a consignment store, garage sale the bulk of things, eB@y a few things, and donate what doesn't work out with any of those options. Seems so simple when I type it out. Ha.

Tomorrow I am visiting my BFF A. Friday I am picking up my friends two kids and A for a sleepover. Saturday NYEBoy and I are taking the kids to meet my BFF K and her kids to the nature center for their annual Earth Day Fest (my 3rd year attending!), then we will take the kids to the zoo. All the kids will go back home after our fun filled day. Sunday NYEBoy and I will spend some alone time together before heads back home and before a new week begins.

Are You Pregnant?

That's what M asked me at 4 am this morning when he came by the apartment after work. I laughed for a bit. I stopped laughing when I remembered my Mom was over last night and didn't mention a word about the ultrasound pictures, all eight of them, hanging on the fridge. Not a word. Ha. Ha.

I had abdominal pain last week and since our ultrasound tech was working I had her do an ultrasound to see what my ovaries were doing. You know, I can't be pregnant since I just had a period the week before, plus I'm not trying. Each easter egg, I mean ovary, had about 15 cyst on them. Lovely.

Overwhelmed

I have about twelve bins of clothes sitting in the apartment of items I need to sell. I have half an attic full of out grown clothes, toys from when I was a nanny a few years ago, baby clothes and toys I couldn't bare to part with because I just knew I would eventually get pregnant, and a whole bunch of other items I need to get rid of. Including baby shower decorations from when I made those. I also have over a thousand dollars worth of beads waiting patiently for some inspiration and wire.

In my dream land I would like to have my bead designs Tup and running before I head to Florida with NYEBoy. However I have to get rid of all this other stuff first. I can't decide what the best use of my time is, yard sell some, consign some, eB@y some, save some, and donate the rest.

It's making my head hurt.

Where To Start?

I don't know where to start. The past week has been crazy. I have started on three or four post only to leave them as drafts because they got too long or something else came up.

I wanted to tell you all about the meeting at work we had that I think was stupid. And although the result of the meeting allows me to get home on time every day, which means I'm working 15 or so hours less a week, I feel like my bosses way is going to only bite me in the ass, so we (the other girls, too) sit and wait.

I wanted to tell you all that I found out my insurance was changing April 1st, so I scheduled an appointment to discuss my recent lab and test results before the new insurance takes affect and the twelve months of pre-existing begins. Of course I hadn't had a cycle since January 1st only to have the mother fucker start three days before my scheduled discussion and pap smear. Fucking mother fucker!

I wanted to tell you all how I sat in court for five hours listening to grown ass people bitch and whine. I finally learned what I was being charged with, and I plead guilty because I knew I caused the wreck, even though I didn't agree with the charge. I can't even remember what it was because it was so not even the case. Then after pleading guilty and waiting over five hours I spent less than ten seconds in front of the judge and had to pay a fat ass fine. Grrrr!!!!

I wanted to tell you all how my 24th birthday party dinner was awesome. How I have the best friends and family, with the exception of my parents, because neither called to wish me or my brother a Happy Birthday. I wanted to tell you all how I got gift cards, cash, a w!!, @pple tv, my !phone replaced, clothes, candy, baking goods, and lots of love! I may be a childless mother for yet another birthday, but I still have a lot to be thankful for, thankfully!

I wanted to tell you all how excited, nervous, anxious, and frustrated I am about having to move two times in the next eight months and it's beginning to stress me out, big time!

But most of all, I had to break the damn silence. Carry on.