Life Overeasy
We managed to freecycle K's old playpen (which we used all of, like, twice...) yesterday, and somebody's supposed to be setting up a time soon to pick up Micah's old 286. It's only two things, but they're so bloody large and bulky that getting rid of them will seriously reduce clutter. Now I'm eyeing everything in the house and wondering, "Should I get rid of that, too?"
I've been having weird bruises appear on one of my legs again. Now that Micah and I have been going vegetarian for a while, my mom is (of course) convinced that I'm anemic and protein-deficient. Yeah, my diet isn't always great when we're four days from a paycheck and left eating rice and eggs with soysauce, but I'm eating at least an egg a day and still taking vitamins every three or four days. I don't think it's the vegetarian diet. It's probably more a combination of stress and other factors. It just sucks, because they're big enough and populous enough that I don't want to wear skirts or shorts. In 102 degree weather (heat index 110), long pants and skirts = suck.
Micah made eggs over-easy and toast for me this morning. I wasn't expecting it. Sometimes life is good.
I've been having weird bruises appear on one of my legs again. Now that Micah and I have been going vegetarian for a while, my mom is (of course) convinced that I'm anemic and protein-deficient. Yeah, my diet isn't always great when we're four days from a paycheck and left eating rice and eggs with soysauce, but I'm eating at least an egg a day and still taking vitamins every three or four days. I don't think it's the vegetarian diet. It's probably more a combination of stress and other factors. It just sucks, because they're big enough and populous enough that I don't want to wear skirts or shorts. In 102 degree weather (heat index 110), long pants and skirts = suck.
Micah made eggs over-easy and toast for me this morning. I wasn't expecting it. Sometimes life is good.