I haven't done a follow up on my daycare/subsidy situation since I wrote about it because I've been too busy dealing with the fallout to write about the fallout. But I'm now up and running with The New Plan, as it were, I figure it's an appropriate time to do that. This is gonna get long, and most likely bitchy, so I'm gonna cut it.

( The appeal process was a complete no-go. )

- my immune system

- my inexplicably swollen and puffy eyes

- my eye drops, which have disappeared (seriously-- I have 3 bottles of the good stuff, which ashinae made me pick up--do you think I can find one of them? No ( Read more... )

1) I am tired. Raise your hand if you're shocked. Really, I need to find a new #1 thing to whine about, but it's just so, well. True ( Read more... )

This story has two people. We will call the first person Mr. Crabby, and the second person Mr. Awesome. ( The reasons why will soon become apparent. )

Yes. Um. That. I posted that on twitter, and never quite explained myself. So, new job ( Read more... )

... I got the job. Part-time for now. I start tonight. At 11pm. And the babies are flat-out refusing to take a nap so that I can nap too, after being worn out by the ER trip and very little sleep last night due to sick, hacking baby whose antibiotics haven't kicked in yet ( Read more... )

My current favourite thing? Maternity underwear. Oh. My. God. Seriously, I will never take underwear for granted again, particularly underwear that fits properly. But this is the total danger with all things maternity wear. As soon as you switch over? You totally can't go back. It doesn't work that way ( Read more... )

So, so cranky. I've decided this is my new favorite word. And I can't decided if I'm actually stressed, or mostly just, well. Cranky.

( Work. )

Some of that's my fault. I slept in too late on Saturday, which led itself to being up way too late (say, seven am) on Sunday, then only getting 4 hours sleep before waking up again, but ugh. So. Tired. And this is going to be a hell of a week at work, then I've got a weekend of wedding and wedding related events, a baby shower one night this ( Read more... )

Let me repeat that. It's FIVE THIRTY in the morning. Anyone who knows me will know that I am about the world's farthest thing from a morning person. At the best of times, I'm an insomniac, and I'm much better at 2am after having been awake all day than I ever am at say, well, FIVE THIRTY after trying to sleep all night ( Read more... )