My Etsy store is officially on holiday leave. lol I’ve taken down all my items for the month of December. I just don’t have the time or patience to fill orders and ship them this month. Wayyy too hectic. Besides, I need to get started on my Christmas gifts!! I’m 50% finished with HP’s gift (he’s clueless!) and I’m completley ready to wrap my Mom’s. I need to pick up some ribbon somewhere. I still have no idea what I’m doing for the rest of my christmas gift list…. we’ll see. I can’t send my sister any more jewelry, she’s already got 2 pairs of earrings, a necklace and a bracelet from me in the past 6 months.
I have the beginnings of a horrible headache. Today is Friday, so that’s no bueno. Not that my night has anything planned so far… but still. No one likes a headache on a Friday night. *le’sigh*
I stopped drinking milk almost a month ago now and believe it or not, it seems to have fixed my stomach issues. For 4 or 5 months straight, I was severely nauseous every single day, especially in the mornings and the middle of the night. As a last-ditch effort to find the cause of the upset, I kicked millk to the curb in exchange for soy. It’s been almost 4 weeks with (I’m happy to say) minimal problems. I haven’t had real milk for so long that I’m completely used to the odd taste of soy.
Two nights ago, I completely forgot about the new soy rule and automatically poured myself a full glass of milk to go with the chocolate chip cookies I’d made. Two-thirds of the way through the milk, I realized what I’d done. HP happily finished the rest for me. lol Unfortunately, the next morning I woke up with the worst stomachache. For whatever reason, I just can’t handle milk anymore. I’ve pretty much accepted the fact that my entire digestive system hates me. Crohn’s sucks monkey butt. lol
I’m about to lose it with my living situation. *sigh* There’s nothing worse than happily driving home from work - looking forward to enjoying the minimal time I’m not slaving for The Man - and realizing when I get home that it’s not any better than work. Ugh. At least I’m getting paid while I’m at work. At home, I’m not getting paid and I’m even more miserable unless I’m hiding upstairs in our room away from Things 1, 2 and 3. I’m so sick of living with those people. I can’t wait to say “See ya!” and never have to deal with them again. I can’t wait til HP and I see them at a party someday and go “Hey, there’s Thing #2 - haven’t seen him in months.” Ahhh that would be SUCH a wonderful thing.
I can’t wait til I can sit on my own couch in front of HP’s ginormous tv without anxiety. I can’t wait until I can spend more than 20 minutes in my own living room without having to see our fucking roommates. I can’t wait to live by ourselves. If only we were millionaires and could afford to move out….. *heavy sigh* It sucks, I’ve gotten to where I positively seethe hatred for the female we live with. Just hearing her makes me see red. Not that I mean the other two aren’t equally horrid to live with.
But enough about that. This is the first lunch hour I’ve spent at work in ages and ages. HP has errands to run today and isn’t home to have lunch on the table for me. LOL But alas, my time is spent. I must get back to the grind. ^_^