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bekindtostrangers) wrote2010-03-06 11:35 am
bekindtostrangers) wrote2010-03-06 11:35 am
I'm having one of those months.
Not calendar month, of course, as this one is only 6 days old (I think? I have no idea what day it is and I can't be bothered to look) but 30-days-month. Truth be told, I'm having one of those years. 2010 has started inauspiciously at best.
Dad's doing well. Much better, but he still won't talk about work, or not much. That worries me, as I can't fully support him and his household. But any comment I make regarding that fact, and the fact that the end of his 12 weeks of FMLA is rapidly approaching (within the month) and he seems unmoved in that regard.
I hurt my back last week, so that's always fun. It's finally starting to feel better, so I'm pulling back on the drugs. I have a super-high tolerance to painkillers, like, ridiculously so (4 - 6 Excedrin Migraine to take the edge off of a headache, for example) so you can imagine the number of muscle relaxers and painkillers I've been ingesting. Better, though.
Discombobulated is a good word. Quixotic as well. Just weird.
On my birthday card, my grandmother wrote "I know you think your life sucks." And that bothers me. I don't think my life sucks. I think it could be a lot worse. Yes, it's somewhat stressful right now, but it's been worse. That got better and this will, too. This, too, shall pass.
I'm still not completely unpacked from my move. I just don't have the energy to come home and do it, you know? That'll pass, too. It's almost Spring and that's what I'm holding onto. I despise Winter. But it also doesn't feel like it should almost be Spring already.
It's already March. Can you believe it? Three months into 2010 already. By the next time we blink, it'll be 2011. Weird.
Like I said, discombobulated.
Dad's doing well. Much better, but he still won't talk about work, or not much. That worries me, as I can't fully support him and his household. But any comment I make regarding that fact, and the fact that the end of his 12 weeks of FMLA is rapidly approaching (within the month) and he seems unmoved in that regard.
I hurt my back last week, so that's always fun. It's finally starting to feel better, so I'm pulling back on the drugs. I have a super-high tolerance to painkillers, like, ridiculously so (4 - 6 Excedrin Migraine to take the edge off of a headache, for example) so you can imagine the number of muscle relaxers and painkillers I've been ingesting. Better, though.
Discombobulated is a good word. Quixotic as well. Just weird.
On my birthday card, my grandmother wrote "I know you think your life sucks." And that bothers me. I don't think my life sucks. I think it could be a lot worse. Yes, it's somewhat stressful right now, but it's been worse. That got better and this will, too. This, too, shall pass.
I'm still not completely unpacked from my move. I just don't have the energy to come home and do it, you know? That'll pass, too. It's almost Spring and that's what I'm holding onto. I despise Winter. But it also doesn't feel like it should almost be Spring already.
It's already March. Can you believe it? Three months into 2010 already. By the next time we blink, it'll be 2011. Weird.
Like I said, discombobulated.
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He should be arriving in the mail any day now.
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I hope your back feels better soon. I also have a high tolerance to painkillers. I just don't bother with them anymore.