It's life, and life only...
Well, morbane was hassling me the other day about not updating my LJ often enough. And, as usual, it's been a while. So, here's what's been going down, starting with the bad news.
The Royally Shite:
* Matt's contract with his new job (the job where he was *happy* and that was actually doing wonders for his mental health for once) hasn't been continued. He was originally offered a three-month contract, with the strong possibility of it being made permanent. Well, that possibility has disappeared. He's going nuts job hunting, and is trying to stay positive...but still, this sucks. As purplesparkler would so eloquently put it...Bastardfuckcockgoblin.
* So many of my close friends seem to be going through horrible mental-health related episodes...and I want so badly to do something, but am feeling well hopeless, to be honest. I know I can offer hugs, and cups of hot caffeinated beverages of their choice, and home baking, and even knitting...but it never seems like enough. :( That said...if you're one of these people and you're reading this, please let me know if there's anything you need. And, I'm more than happy to offer any of the above treats, especially the home baking.
* I went to try on some wedding dresses earlier today, as I needed a bit of cheering up. Bad move. If it is even possible, my self-esteem has sunk to new lows. Best if I don't say anything more.
The Good, and Relief-Inducing
* Following an ultrasound scan and an appointment with an Endocrinologist at Wellington Hospital, I've been officially diagnosed with Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome. Definitely a relief, especially now I've been prescribed Metformin, which should help with weight loss, as well as the future producing of smaller humans. Which'll be grand.
*sigh* Can't help feeling a little depressed now that it's official that I have an incurable and potentially very serious physical health condition, and that it's official that my reproductive organs don't work like other women's. But, hey. We do what we can. Am also going back to Weight Watchers tomorrow, and stepping up on my exercise for the summer.
The Horribly Stressful, but still Good
* We're flat-hunting. First time in three years for me. We've been booted out of our current flat, on account of the witch landlady wanting her family from overseas to move in. Le Fiance and I are hoping to score a flat of our own- preferably with A) a spare room (hell yes, my own special crafting room!), B) a dishwasher and C) decent insulation. We have found two flats so far that are very good candidates. One place doesn't have a dishwasher, but we'll live, I guess. ;P
* Christmas crafting. 'Nuff said.
The Really Friggin' Awesome
* We're getting closer to nailing our wedding date. We've decided on a location for our ceremony (here!), and are hopefully viewing the reception venue we're most keen on this weekend. It's looking most likely to be January 2012. Will keep you posted.
That good enough for ya, SSar?!
The Royally Shite:
* Matt's contract with his new job (the job where he was *happy* and that was actually doing wonders for his mental health for once) hasn't been continued. He was originally offered a three-month contract, with the strong possibility of it being made permanent. Well, that possibility has disappeared. He's going nuts job hunting, and is trying to stay positive...but still, this sucks. As purplesparkler would so eloquently put it...Bastardfuckcockgoblin.
* So many of my close friends seem to be going through horrible mental-health related episodes...and I want so badly to do something, but am feeling well hopeless, to be honest. I know I can offer hugs, and cups of hot caffeinated beverages of their choice, and home baking, and even knitting...but it never seems like enough. :( That said...if you're one of these people and you're reading this, please let me know if there's anything you need. And, I'm more than happy to offer any of the above treats, especially the home baking.
* I went to try on some wedding dresses earlier today, as I needed a bit of cheering up. Bad move. If it is even possible, my self-esteem has sunk to new lows. Best if I don't say anything more.
The Good, and Relief-Inducing
* Following an ultrasound scan and an appointment with an Endocrinologist at Wellington Hospital, I've been officially diagnosed with Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome. Definitely a relief, especially now I've been prescribed Metformin, which should help with weight loss, as well as the future producing of smaller humans. Which'll be grand.
*sigh* Can't help feeling a little depressed now that it's official that I have an incurable and potentially very serious physical health condition, and that it's official that my reproductive organs don't work like other women's. But, hey. We do what we can. Am also going back to Weight Watchers tomorrow, and stepping up on my exercise for the summer.
The Horribly Stressful, but still Good
* We're flat-hunting. First time in three years for me. We've been booted out of our current flat, on account of the witch landlady wanting her family from overseas to move in. Le Fiance and I are hoping to score a flat of our own- preferably with A) a spare room (hell yes, my own special crafting room!), B) a dishwasher and C) decent insulation. We have found two flats so far that are very good candidates. One place doesn't have a dishwasher, but we'll live, I guess. ;P
* Christmas crafting. 'Nuff said.
The Really Friggin' Awesome
* We're getting closer to nailing our wedding date. We've decided on a location for our ceremony (here!), and are hopefully viewing the reception venue we're most keen on this weekend. It's looking most likely to be January 2012. Will keep you posted.
That good enough for ya, SSar?!