Walking Backwards

Ugh! I think I'm getting sick again :(. Not intense, flu-like sick, but my asthma is getting bad again and that usually leads to respiratory problems when the weather starts changing. I wouldn't complain, but I am actually motivated to get stuff done around the house for a change. I guess I'm destined to remain unproductive :). I've somehow gotten myself burdened with an extra full house for Thanksgiving this year and I want to have all the home improvements I started when they were here last year done. I am teased mercilessly about the recent renovations I've made to my bathroom. Let's just say I still don't have a light fixture eight months later and I have discovered that Joe has absolutely no desire to help me, but expects me to get it done. Damn stupid man thing. In addition to my less than stellar health right now, Joe has been gone in conferences and training sessions leaving me at home with the baby for twelve hours a day. I just want to sit on the couch and wait until insanity lands me in an institution and I can get a good night's sleep.


Nicholas' school has not been going so well. I can only leave him there for a short amount of time and he cries every second of it. I'm sure he's making progress because the teacher keeps telling me he is, but I can't see it. I was just looking forward to those three hours a day in which I could go grocery shopping without someone throwing something at me or that I could go to my gynecologist without my son freaking out and trying to climb on my leg whenever they give me my shots. Just six hours a week of peace, is it too much to ask?! I'm also considering starting up a small business (no details yet) and need some time to do research for it.


Okay, this has degenerated into a really whinny entry. I'm sorry. I am really not in that bad of a mood, but it seems all of the stuff that would be interesting to write about is a source of contention right now. Good things have been happening. Nicholas and I got to snuggle on the couch and eat pizza together while Joe was at a conference. While we were camping, I got some pointers on bellydancing, Joe got to play drums, and Nicholas spent two hours in the hall doing his interpretation of middle eastern dance. The herbs I planted two weeks ago are still alive. The grocery store by Joe's work is carrying all kinds of Jones soda (Target here didn't have it - thanks, though, Maria). Many good things, but it is always the things that irk me that I dwell on. I think it is because, by ranting about them, I get it out of my system.