Chaos

Are you a House fan? Not house as in the roof over your head but House as in the television show. I don't have to watch it every week but I enjoy a good episode. There was one a few weeks ago, I think it was on the rerun channel, that had a funny female character who kept having crazy things happen and in turn kept yelling to the Heavens, "Come on!" (As in, Seriously? That's all you got?)

Um, I feel like that character this week.

Start with Friday when I had two, yes two, intense appointments spaced not very far apart. Allori and I went to grab lunch and take her to Wayne's office for my second one. The drive through was taking forever and I can't tell you why I decided to turn the car off, all I can tell you is that it was a voluntary choice....that apparently my lovely car did not prefer. Keep in mind this is not a clunker-she just acts like it on occasion? (But then-so do I, I guess.) She chose not to start again when we had received our food. Are you serious? Come on! Now imagine with me for a moment...car in drive through parked sufficiently close to the drive through window, also sufficiently showing for 5 months pregnant and not small to begin with...and now I have to remove myself from the car. Nothing about this was pretty. Nothing. Admittedly my car started very quickly when jumped, thank goodness since I was in a HUGE time crunch. I was truly grateful for this small favor. Large Favor. It did save me much stress although my blood pressure had already received quite the boost.

Saturday my friend, Katie, and I went to this HUGE baby flea market thing. It began way across town at 8am which we arrived just in time for...but this was not at all a good plan. We stood in the windy line for a half hour or so then pushed our way through the massive selections, where we found lots of fun things. After waiting in line for like an hour (seriously) to pay for our finds...we got to the front where they rushed us crazily through- instructing us to find, tear and remove tags as quickly as possible...there was a worker helping me and we got it done fairly quickly. I was pretty excited about the things we found. I didn't think I would need anything for the baby except a few odds and ends. But he grew boy parts...well I don't have any boy things (I do have porter things but those thigns start at size 12 months) and my position on boys in pink is a pretty strong opposition. We found some great things for pretty good prices so I feel like I have a start anyway. Upon returning to the home front I was showing Wayno what I had purchased when I noticed about 5 things with the tags still on. Are you serious? Yes, I stole them. It was completely unintentional, but they were thieved none the less. I don't know how this happened. The nice man who was rushing me (It's a bit hard to rush me in most things anyway as I prefer fast or not at all but somehow he was in more of a rush that I was.) was helping me do the tags. How did we miss those items? I felt horrible. I still do. I didn't mean to thieve them. (It was pretty far across town and nearly over or possibly already over by the time I realized so I wasn't able to rectify my errr. Bummer.)

My morning sickness is back full time. Are you serious? I think this is due to my acid reflux medicine being changed. Our new insurance doesn't cover the other one. It took me several days to realize what the cause was or rather what fix was missing. I don't know why the prilosec helps so much, but it does.

Oh, we can't forget this one. On Sunday I accidentally took sleeping medicine rather than pain medicine. Are you serious? I didn't realize until I started to feel woozy. The kicker here is I haven't even been taking sleeping medicine at night cause it's not been working. I haven't been sleeping and taking the medicine makes no difference, so with no benefit, I figure I ought not to take it. Obviously it's better to take nothing when pregnant. And with no benefit to me or the baby, definitely better not to take it. (Um, jsut so you now I am being responible, my meications have all been approved through a pre natal specialist.) So why does it knock me out in the day time, the morning at that? I was supposed to teach young women's at church. That was obviously not going to work out at that point so I called Michelle, a member of the Yong Women's Presidency to ask her to combine the classes. I first called the other teacher to see if she could do it, but she was out of sorts as well. I am certain I slurred through the conversation, I remember very little of it. Are you serious?

While writing this...I sit in my chair (Do you have a chair? Does everyone have a chair? Well, I have a chair. I need a new one, but it's the most comfortable place for me to sit and keeps me out of pain more than the couch and other chairs do.) My front door is open. The moths come and go as they please. The large non opening window is un-curtained even though is it dark now. Sherah and Taya like to check things out (people, cars, other animals, etc.) They are very good dogs and I have taught them to stay in the yard. They follow this rule 99% of the time which I think is pretty darn good. I saw the dogs trot out the front door and didn't think much about it as I was setting my computer down and standing up to go to the restroom, when suddenly some unstable woman screeches, "GET YOUR DOGS!!!!!!!!!!" Now they must be eating her alive right? Surely. upon assessing the scene I realized they were not chasing her, they were not out of my yard or off my property. Perhaps she is afraid of dogs. I do not know. I am sorry if she is. This really got under my skin. Again with the raised blood pressure and instant stress. When I realized the dogs were doing nothing that could even be remotely perceived as threatening I wanted to yell, are you serious? I do not need any stress. None. I need none people. I think I have put my time in where stress is concerned. (In a lifelong outlook sort of way.) LOL

Sigh.

I could throw more from the last week or two in, but those are some of the highlights. Sorry you missed it I am sure. Please be advised this episode of chaos is over. That is a proclamation to the Heavens, the world, to all who care or don't care to know it. I need some peace and some joy now please...in large helpings.