Finger pricking hurts.... and in other news
First off, stabbing yourself up to 3 times a day SUCKS ASS, although I think it will hurt less and less the more I have to do it. I actually manage to get myself to press the trigger easier than I thought and I guess its better than needing to give myself a needle, although at the same time it seems pretty pointless.... I can't DO anything about the numbers.
I guess the good thing about it is, I got a reading so high the other night that the book says you need to ring a doctor, of course I didn't but I think it made Scott take notice that I CANNOT just eat whatever crap and I do need to pay attention. He's been suggesting/bringing home worse and worse food and I am terrible at telling him no, mainly because I don't have a suggestion as to what food I want. I suspect the very high reading came from bread, since we had hot dogs and the rolls would of been stuffed full of high fructose corn syrup as everything in America seems to be. Of course I can't blame all my high blood sugar readings on Scott, I DO need to start eating right and exercising, but I find it really hard to make lifestyle changes, and I wish he would help me more, mostly by doing them too, but his "I'm perfectly fine, so I don't need to change anything" attitude doesn't help.... sure hes fine NOW, but it wouldn't hurt him to be more healthy.
In other news
WE FLY IN 2 DAYS... OMG
We folded and packed a mountain of washing today. I'm impressed, we both managed to get everything we needed in one bag each although we are allowed 2. It really helps out on the domestic connector flights that don't allow international limits on luggage. We squeezed all the presents in and I don't think anything should get broken, although you can never tell cuz its not like they are very careful with bags.
I'm a little pissed at Scotts parents tho, due to them being thoughtless they had DVD's shipped here while they were over here, and they arrived AFTER they went home. So fine, we agreed to take them with us for them, although we flat out REFUSED to take down pillows, I mean WTF? Are we their friggen pack horses? Anyway, I got reminded that I needed to bring the DVD's via Facebook (the time waster of the internets). They are gonna turn up at the airport when we get there, and then want to know if I want to see my cat for a minute and I know that means that I would be stuck at their house for like 5 hours, AND they will probably be late at the freaken airport... etc etcc. So I'm pissed off because they don't even consider that we have it all planned, I have someone picking us up, we are going to see them AFTER Christmas, but one of these DVD's is a Christmas present and I mean WHY CAN'T IT WAIT, ITS A FRIGGEN PRESENT. Of course I have just realised right now, we didn't get them a present ... SHIT. Got them for my family but not his.... this is what happens when I tell him "I will leave you in charge of presents for your family" Scott gets them nothing and I end up feeling bad about it. So I have told them if they are THERE on time, I'll give them the DVDs and I have no time to see the cat. I mean I'm not making Seb & Shaun wait around, we have asked them a favour and they don't need to be caught up in all the bullshit that Scotts family fucking pulls. I mean I am pretty sure come Thursday morning Grandma will be so sick that she won't make it to after Christmas and we will NEED to see her THEN. Its NOT happening, I'm sick of them guilting us into doing shit.
I cut my hair on Saturday, or rather I had it cut. I kinda wish I went shorter, as its just a little too long. I wanted it short enough to be able to pull back but short enough that it wouldn't be on my neck.... maybe I can con mum into trimming it for me when we are there.
So now its early morning Monday.... I'm awake because SOMEONE was snoring so friggen loud I couldn't sleep. Now I'm wound so tight I probably couldnt go back to sleep.
Just today and then tomorrow to go.... I think tomorrow is going to be the WORST DAY EVER.... first the flight to LA isnt till the afternoon, then there is a 4 hour gap in LA where we will probably go stir crazy waiting for the plane. At least I have 8 new kindle books, although I have so much nervous energy I will probably read them all before we even get there... lol.
The rest of the day will probably be filled with me obsessing about all the little things like camera, power cords, kindle, nitendo ds, all that small crap that I need to put in the carry on, and worrying that I am forgetting something big, because I always do.
I can almost taste Aussie food, and all I can think about is home.... OMG I CANT WAIT TO GO HOME