Why am I such a yo-yo?
This morning I got out of bed before 5:00 am determined that come hell or high water I was going to have a "normal day" or die trying because I could not take this sitting on the fence. I had rationalized in my brain during the night that at least if I crash, I could get treatment.
Of course, my husband was poking holes in my plan as soon as he got out of bed and he has me talked into waiting until Tuesday to come out guns blazing as the medical care would be better, he will be done with his 40 hour work stretch, and he won't have to use paid time off.
So I am now quasi behaving, quasi pouting, and I feel quasi-awful. Not to mention, I am quasi b*tchy! This aint the black and white me.
I am off to the church to see what the consultant has to say about the mess there. That might do me in without me having to do it. Come Tuesday, I am cleaning my carpets! Even if I cannot walk across the room without feeling exhausted,
Of course, my husband was poking holes in my plan as soon as he got out of bed and he has me talked into waiting until Tuesday to come out guns blazing as the medical care would be better, he will be done with his 40 hour work stretch, and he won't have to use paid time off.
So I am now quasi behaving, quasi pouting, and I feel quasi-awful. Not to mention, I am quasi b*tchy! This aint the black and white me.
I am off to the church to see what the consultant has to say about the mess there. That might do me in without me having to do it. Come Tuesday, I am cleaning my carpets! Even if I cannot walk across the room without feeling exhausted,
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