wow, another post
There is not enough water in the world for me to drink. I just know I'm going to wake up in the middle of the night feeling very uncomfortable, but I think I was getting dehydrated. That would explain the muscle aches for the last few days. So I'm currently drinking everything I can. I'm tired of the heat, people. Not to mention the dryness. My mom told me to water the house, it's so dry outside.
The guy on the radio said it's so hot outside, the birds are using oven mitts to pick up worms.
I want an icon with Wyle E. Coyote or Bugs Bunny crawling through the desert, tongue hanging out, parched and dripping sweat. Because that's totally how I feel when I even think about going outside.
The doctor upped Will's Risperdal and adjusted the time for one of his doses. We'll see how that goes. I hate that it makes him have to take a mid-afternoon dose again, but if it improves his behavior and makes it easier for him to function in the afternoons/evenings, we'll deal.
This weekend is going to be all about getting Will's Pre-AP assignments worked on. OMG I'm not looking forward to that. I can not even begin to express the frustration of trying to do a multipart assignment with him. It's like trying to herd a rabid squirrel. That talks to you like you're stupid. And argues about anything and everything. Constantly. It will be interesting to see if we both survive.
I hit up Goodwill for shirts for Will and blouses for me for school. Not only is it frugal, but it's environmentally friendly and gives money to a good cause. I still have a bit of middle class snob-angst about shopping there (we did it when we were kids because we were dirt poor, and it was such a stigma to have clothes from there instead of bought new). But less than thirty dollars for around six shirts for Will, one with the tag still on it even, and four or five blouses for me plus a cute teacher-y denim vest does a lot to help me get over myself. Buying new, I would have gotten one or two blouses for myself and nothing for Will at that price.
On the downside, trying on the clothes once again reinforced how much I need to lose weight. It's uncomfortable being this size, and it's just not real attractive, either. It's really too bad that I loathe dieting and exercise. Even the treadmill hasn't been used in weeks; I'm keeping the air at 78, and with it being upper 90's and 100's outside, there's no way I'm going to *exercise*. I wonder what an hour of 70 degree a/c every day would do to my electric bill? Not that I can afford another expense right now, but I really do need to exercise (and going somewhere else to exercise and use their a/c just isn't going to happen, between hating to sweat in public, school starting, and having to do something with Will). My life, I make her so complicated.
The guy on the radio said it's so hot outside, the birds are using oven mitts to pick up worms.
I want an icon with Wyle E. Coyote or Bugs Bunny crawling through the desert, tongue hanging out, parched and dripping sweat. Because that's totally how I feel when I even think about going outside.
The doctor upped Will's Risperdal and adjusted the time for one of his doses. We'll see how that goes. I hate that it makes him have to take a mid-afternoon dose again, but if it improves his behavior and makes it easier for him to function in the afternoons/evenings, we'll deal.
This weekend is going to be all about getting Will's Pre-AP assignments worked on. OMG I'm not looking forward to that. I can not even begin to express the frustration of trying to do a multipart assignment with him. It's like trying to herd a rabid squirrel. That talks to you like you're stupid. And argues about anything and everything. Constantly. It will be interesting to see if we both survive.
I hit up Goodwill for shirts for Will and blouses for me for school. Not only is it frugal, but it's environmentally friendly and gives money to a good cause. I still have a bit of middle class snob-angst about shopping there (we did it when we were kids because we were dirt poor, and it was such a stigma to have clothes from there instead of bought new). But less than thirty dollars for around six shirts for Will, one with the tag still on it even, and four or five blouses for me plus a cute teacher-y denim vest does a lot to help me get over myself. Buying new, I would have gotten one or two blouses for myself and nothing for Will at that price.
On the downside, trying on the clothes once again reinforced how much I need to lose weight. It's uncomfortable being this size, and it's just not real attractive, either. It's really too bad that I loathe dieting and exercise. Even the treadmill hasn't been used in weeks; I'm keeping the air at 78, and with it being upper 90's and 100's outside, there's no way I'm going to *exercise*. I wonder what an hour of 70 degree a/c every day would do to my electric bill? Not that I can afford another expense right now, but I really do need to exercise (and going somewhere else to exercise and use their a/c just isn't going to happen, between hating to sweat in public, school starting, and having to do something with Will). My life, I make her so complicated.