Yay
My period actually started and ended inside of one week. It didn't hurt nearly as bad this time. I'm so relieved. It seems my body is finally adjusting. I don't know if I feel better today because my period's over, or if it's because of the Ambien helping me sleep all night the last two nights. Ugh, who cares? At least I was able to do stuff today. I helped Pip and Lex clean out the rest of the stuff from their place. They've moved in here so they can save and look for a house. This has it's definite ups and downs. I love them, but too much of them can drive anyone nuts. Oh well, it's not as if I'll be here much longer.
My nephew comes into my room every few minutes and says "Oh hi!!", to which I reply "Oh hi!", then he says "Oh hi!". That goes on back and forth for a while. The only thing that really drives me crazy about living with him is when he brings me a dirty diaper and says "Poop!". Yeah, I don't want that. I tell him to go tell mommy. Ok, if it doesn't actually have poop in it I'll put a new diaper on, but that's just because I'm so generous and helpful.
What? I've suffered a lot the past 7 months in order to NOT have to change any diapers. ;-p
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I've decided that I'm going to leave for SC around my birthday, pick Loki up from Luke, drop Hustler off with Luke, then go to Ft. Rucker from SC. I told Michael this today, and asked if he wanted me to go ahead and drop Hustler off there since we were talking about having him trained as well, and he agreed that it was a good idea. Hustler has picked up so many bad habits here. I couldn't possibly stop it all from happening. Crichton feeds him food off of his fork. Hustler thinks that anything in the baby's hand must be food, so he ate a crayon that Crichton fed him the other day. Yesterday, Pip caught the dog digging through Crichton's crayon tray and eating more of them. I've cut his food down, and he's still gaining weight, despite all the swimming he's been doing. Yeah, it's uber-lazy, but I do NOT feel like undoing the bad habits he's picked up while living here AGAIN.
Michael's parents are going to be driving out to Rucker for his WO graduation, so I'll be able to just follow them.
We worked all this out today, and he STILL said "Let me know what you're going to do."
Um...I JUST DID!
Must be a habit for him to say that. I've decided not to be annoyed by it anymore.
My nephew comes into my room every few minutes and says "Oh hi!!", to which I reply "Oh hi!", then he says "Oh hi!". That goes on back and forth for a while. The only thing that really drives me crazy about living with him is when he brings me a dirty diaper and says "Poop!". Yeah, I don't want that. I tell him to go tell mommy. Ok, if it doesn't actually have poop in it I'll put a new diaper on, but that's just because I'm so generous and helpful.
What? I've suffered a lot the past 7 months in order to NOT have to change any diapers. ;-p
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I've decided that I'm going to leave for SC around my birthday, pick Loki up from Luke, drop Hustler off with Luke, then go to Ft. Rucker from SC. I told Michael this today, and asked if he wanted me to go ahead and drop Hustler off there since we were talking about having him trained as well, and he agreed that it was a good idea. Hustler has picked up so many bad habits here. I couldn't possibly stop it all from happening. Crichton feeds him food off of his fork. Hustler thinks that anything in the baby's hand must be food, so he ate a crayon that Crichton fed him the other day. Yesterday, Pip caught the dog digging through Crichton's crayon tray and eating more of them. I've cut his food down, and he's still gaining weight, despite all the swimming he's been doing. Yeah, it's uber-lazy, but I do NOT feel like undoing the bad habits he's picked up while living here AGAIN.
Michael's parents are going to be driving out to Rucker for his WO graduation, so I'll be able to just follow them.
We worked all this out today, and he STILL said "Let me know what you're going to do."
Um...I JUST DID!
Must be a habit for him to say that. I've decided not to be annoyed by it anymore.