Babies.
So I had a strange moment today.
One of the girls at work's brother recently had a baby.
I heard more in detail today, such as his girlfriend/wife (I don't actually know) is named Sandra. And that they live in Longmont.
Hearing all of this made me think about the fact that two months ago I had met up with my old friend Sandra, who lives somewhere down there in one of those "L" cities, and so I turned to Erica and I asked her what her brother's name was.
We both had this moment where we were sure that maybe I knew her brother and his significant other, but alas, his name was Chris.
So it just makes me wonder now: How's the baby coming chica?
PS: I can't actually figure out how to write a note on Facebook, so I'm posting here since I know it'll cross post.
PPS: My body needs to stop telling me I want a baby. Because I really don't.
Actually, rather than end the post I'll actually talk a little bit about what's been going on with me.
I was trying to find a new job for a little while, but I've more or less decided I need to stick it out at my current job since they are pretty good to me and I need the insurance for a bit longer.
I've been off the depression meds for... a while... since sometime in May, can't remember when I stopped now. I've more or less decided that depression is not my problem, my problem is something about my sleeping pattern/ability.
I frequently wake up in the middle of the night, sometimes as often as 5 or six times. My doctor doesn't think it's sleep apnea but I'm supposed to have a sleep study done anyway to figure out what's wrong.
The problem is that I can't afford a sleep study, even with my insurance. I'm still trying to pay a dental bill from April that's almost $300, and my insurance says that the sleep study will cost me about $400 out of pocket up front.
So yeah... still trying to work that one out.
And otherwise... not much has changed. Yeah.
One of the girls at work's brother recently had a baby.
I heard more in detail today, such as his girlfriend/wife (I don't actually know) is named Sandra. And that they live in Longmont.
Hearing all of this made me think about the fact that two months ago I had met up with my old friend Sandra, who lives somewhere down there in one of those "L" cities, and so I turned to Erica and I asked her what her brother's name was.
We both had this moment where we were sure that maybe I knew her brother and his significant other, but alas, his name was Chris.
So it just makes me wonder now: How's the baby coming chica?
PS: I can't actually figure out how to write a note on Facebook, so I'm posting here since I know it'll cross post.
PPS: My body needs to stop telling me I want a baby. Because I really don't.
Actually, rather than end the post I'll actually talk a little bit about what's been going on with me.
I was trying to find a new job for a little while, but I've more or less decided I need to stick it out at my current job since they are pretty good to me and I need the insurance for a bit longer.
I've been off the depression meds for... a while... since sometime in May, can't remember when I stopped now. I've more or less decided that depression is not my problem, my problem is something about my sleeping pattern/ability.
I frequently wake up in the middle of the night, sometimes as often as 5 or six times. My doctor doesn't think it's sleep apnea but I'm supposed to have a sleep study done anyway to figure out what's wrong.
The problem is that I can't afford a sleep study, even with my insurance. I'm still trying to pay a dental bill from April that's almost $300, and my insurance says that the sleep study will cost me about $400 out of pocket up front.
So yeah... still trying to work that one out.
And otherwise... not much has changed. Yeah.