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This week has been shitty.

The week before ','caption', 'My fantastic husband' );">Eddie’s birthday, I ran out of my happy pills. I wasn’t too worried, since I’ve been feeling pretty good and figured that I’d pick it up the following week. I’d been running, and running makes me feel good, so why get the drugs. Makes sense, right?

But then I forgot ( Read more... )

I think that I've lost my running mojo. This displeases me greatly. I haven't been out running at all this week, and I can't pinpoint exactly why ( Read more... )

Somehow I don’t think that this weekend is going to be very good here at home.

I’m battling a cough that tends to show up just as we get comfortable in bed or on the couch or, even worse, in the middle of the night. The night before last, Eddie went out and slept on the couch because I wouldn’t stop, and so last night I went out and slept in ( Read more... )

It is really too fucking hot today. Even with the a/c on high in the spare room and all the windows in here closed, this room isn't getting as cool as it has been.

Back to work.

3 weeks left.

It’s a boring day, and I’ve done very little. Sounds just like last weekend, eh?

','caption', 'My fantastic husband' );">Eddie and I had a fight this morning because he stumbled a bit on the floor, making some sort of noise, and I asked if he was ok. He shot off his mouth about how unless he was yelling, he was fine, which he says now and then ( Read more... )