WARNING! Woman Stuff Ahead! Ignore the first paragraph if you're a guy!
This sucks. My period, which normally starts Tuesday or Wednesday, decided it would wait until late last night to arrive. My planned day of designing my new layout and of doing much-needed housework was derailed and instead I spent much of the day curled up in bed with a heating pad. *sigh* Even a hot shower (almost to the point of scalding), did nothing to reduce the cramps and chills I was feeling. I have got to get myself back on the pill. Even though I will still cramp, it isn't as bad and my cycles are predictable. I'd much rather feel like crap at work than at home on the weekend.
I did venture out briefly to have a yummy dinner of a broccoli cheese soup bowl over at Mike & Nina's home. Marcus got me a tasty chai latte from Starbucks on the way home. I put together the puzzle that came out of the HUGE Kinder egg that Marcus' sister sent and now I'm off to curl up with the heating pad again.
I'm really hoping my body cooperates tomorrow as I have much to do. I just realized yesterday that Thanksgiving is less than 3 weeks away. The holiday season is almost upon us and I'm panicking because I'm once again not ready. With no OT again this week and very little paid blogging, my income lately has sucked. I wish I had a beater car that I could use to deliver pizzas. That is the only part time job out there that can make some decent money. I can't use my current car to do it or it won't last until the payments are done. I can't even design on the side because my creativity is stalled. I've got a friend that wants me to redo her site and I can't even make myself do that. I know it's the financial stress that I'm under that is killing my creative desires (I haven't even picked up my knitting needles in 2 weeks), yet if I could be creative, I could make some more money. It's a really lame catch 22.
I'm a little depressed, too. Wednesday is the day that I had been planning on flying to Vegas. I'm really disappointed in myself that I couldn't figure out how to make that happen.
This sucks. My period, which normally starts Tuesday or Wednesday, decided it would wait until late last night to arrive. My planned day of designing my new layout and of doing much-needed housework was derailed and instead I spent much of the day curled up in bed with a heating pad. *sigh* Even a hot shower (almost to the point of scalding), did nothing to reduce the cramps and chills I was feeling. I have got to get myself back on the pill. Even though I will still cramp, it isn't as bad and my cycles are predictable. I'd much rather feel like crap at work than at home on the weekend.
I did venture out briefly to have a yummy dinner of a broccoli cheese soup bowl over at Mike & Nina's home. Marcus got me a tasty chai latte from Starbucks on the way home. I put together the puzzle that came out of the HUGE Kinder egg that Marcus' sister sent and now I'm off to curl up with the heating pad again.
I'm really hoping my body cooperates tomorrow as I have much to do. I just realized yesterday that Thanksgiving is less than 3 weeks away. The holiday season is almost upon us and I'm panicking because I'm once again not ready. With no OT again this week and very little paid blogging, my income lately has sucked. I wish I had a beater car that I could use to deliver pizzas. That is the only part time job out there that can make some decent money. I can't use my current car to do it or it won't last until the payments are done. I can't even design on the side because my creativity is stalled. I've got a friend that wants me to redo her site and I can't even make myself do that. I know it's the financial stress that I'm under that is killing my creative desires (I haven't even picked up my knitting needles in 2 weeks), yet if I could be creative, I could make some more money. It's a really lame catch 22.
I'm a little depressed, too. Wednesday is the day that I had been planning on flying to Vegas. I'm really disappointed in myself that I couldn't figure out how to make that happen.
Name: LaDonna
