Work and stuff. Yeah. Lame, I know.
Another 6 day week ahead. Which means that I will have worked 6 Saturdays in a row. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! I don't wanna!
I hate the heat...it is almost 11:30 p.m. and it is freaking almost 80 degrees outside. Boo me all you want people, bring on the rain and cold. Though evidently there are supposed to be thunderstorms tomorrow. We shall see.
The cat as well would like to protest the heat. Each time I turn on the air conditioner she promptly flops down on the living room floor (same spot each time) directly in the path of the AC and lays there for hours, flat as a pancake. The thought of getting her shaved is tempting....but she knows where I sleep and would SO kill me in my sleep for it. At least I would be amused.... I have the air conditioner going currently as well as a window fan in here and a little oscillating fan going in my bedroom in hopes that by the time I go to bed the bedroom will be a reasonable temperature.
Went to the summer musical at the college last night with my mother. Fun was had by all. We had picked up some snacks and happily munched until and throughout the show. It was a good show this year. The musician in me wants to critique the fact that many of the singers went flat more than a few times....support your voice, don't push too much, this is all I can say. Cripes, you have a mic, you don't have to shout...but in a way this is cruel of me. I know, I can be a music snob. Many of the singers were of high school age and did very well for this scale of production. The male lead was absolutely fantastic, he was funny, a great singer and choreagraphed the whole thing. There were tons of laughs and it was really a good show to stretch out on a blanket and enjoy. Also, for the size of the pit orchestra they had (about a 3rd of the size of the one I used to be in) they sounded amazing! Before the musical, my mother got much enjoyment out of rolling her eyes and sighing in a teasing way everytime my cell phone went off with a text message from....a certain someone. :P
I so need a two day weekend, for some sleep, some sanity and for some cleaning. I'm thinking I'll try to do a little every day, I had planned on doing much more than I did today. I did get all of my laundry done, but once I got home I was feeling sick so I took a nap. I hate this! I will feel fine for a few days, feel like the medicine is doing its job and that its not wreaking havoc in my body...and then I have a week where I feel sick all week. I feel weak, don't want to eat (though I need to), tired and just sick, my stomach has been permanently upset lately. I come home at lunch, manage to eat and then usually spend the rest of lunch sprawled on the couch or bed not wanting to move. Isn't the medication supposed to make me feel better rather than worse?
*Pouting* I have had to give up soda completely (I don't remember what carbonation is WAAAAAAH!), I had to give up my beloved Raspberry Mochas because it turns out them plus my medication makes me so queasy I can barely function, and I barely eat anything that is decadent in the way of sugar. The thyroid medicine helps my energy level, but after about half a day it seems I crash and end up more worn than before I was on the meds. I will most likely be on the thyroid medication the rest of my life as my thyroid gland was practically dead when we started....sometimes I wonder if it is worth it. Everyone keeps telling me it is...but they aren't the ones going through it now are they? Argh, I am just frustrated, that's all. Hopefully this week my stomach will feel better and I will feel better about the whole situation.
I believe that this post is long enough, and seeing as I have had it open for over an hour....well time to post it.
I hate the heat...it is almost 11:30 p.m. and it is freaking almost 80 degrees outside. Boo me all you want people, bring on the rain and cold. Though evidently there are supposed to be thunderstorms tomorrow. We shall see.
The cat as well would like to protest the heat. Each time I turn on the air conditioner she promptly flops down on the living room floor (same spot each time) directly in the path of the AC and lays there for hours, flat as a pancake. The thought of getting her shaved is tempting....but she knows where I sleep and would SO kill me in my sleep for it. At least I would be amused.... I have the air conditioner going currently as well as a window fan in here and a little oscillating fan going in my bedroom in hopes that by the time I go to bed the bedroom will be a reasonable temperature.
Went to the summer musical at the college last night with my mother. Fun was had by all. We had picked up some snacks and happily munched until and throughout the show. It was a good show this year. The musician in me wants to critique the fact that many of the singers went flat more than a few times....support your voice, don't push too much, this is all I can say. Cripes, you have a mic, you don't have to shout...but in a way this is cruel of me. I know, I can be a music snob. Many of the singers were of high school age and did very well for this scale of production. The male lead was absolutely fantastic, he was funny, a great singer and choreagraphed the whole thing. There were tons of laughs and it was really a good show to stretch out on a blanket and enjoy. Also, for the size of the pit orchestra they had (about a 3rd of the size of the one I used to be in) they sounded amazing! Before the musical, my mother got much enjoyment out of rolling her eyes and sighing in a teasing way everytime my cell phone went off with a text message from....a certain someone. :P
I so need a two day weekend, for some sleep, some sanity and for some cleaning. I'm thinking I'll try to do a little every day, I had planned on doing much more than I did today. I did get all of my laundry done, but once I got home I was feeling sick so I took a nap. I hate this! I will feel fine for a few days, feel like the medicine is doing its job and that its not wreaking havoc in my body...and then I have a week where I feel sick all week. I feel weak, don't want to eat (though I need to), tired and just sick, my stomach has been permanently upset lately. I come home at lunch, manage to eat and then usually spend the rest of lunch sprawled on the couch or bed not wanting to move. Isn't the medication supposed to make me feel better rather than worse?
*Pouting* I have had to give up soda completely (I don't remember what carbonation is WAAAAAAH!), I had to give up my beloved Raspberry Mochas because it turns out them plus my medication makes me so queasy I can barely function, and I barely eat anything that is decadent in the way of sugar. The thyroid medicine helps my energy level, but after about half a day it seems I crash and end up more worn than before I was on the meds. I will most likely be on the thyroid medication the rest of my life as my thyroid gland was practically dead when we started....sometimes I wonder if it is worth it. Everyone keeps telling me it is...but they aren't the ones going through it now are they? Argh, I am just frustrated, that's all. Hopefully this week my stomach will feel better and I will feel better about the whole situation.
I believe that this post is long enough, and seeing as I have had it open for over an hour....well time to post it.