Sick As I mentioned in my last entry, I keep getting sick. Yes, I'm sick again. This time I have body aches, low grade fever, and very sore throat with accompanying swollen tonsils. They are so big, my neck is swollen on the outside. So, I stayed home from work, but I can't completely rest. I'm still trying to get housework done. I got all the light laundry washed, folded, and put away. I also need to wash the other bathroom, which won't take very long. Unfortunately, I like to go over the toilet first with disinfecting wipes, but forgot to get them at Target when I was there yesterday. I did get more socks, though, and at Bloomie's I returned a bra and got a low rise thong. Still not low enough, and the liner doesn't rest right under my coochie, but more under by butt. The thong is made of mesh. So, if the liner isn't where it's supposed to be, and the point of panties is to keep my juiciness off my pants, why did I just spend $20 on a cosabella thong? They don't last all that long. My mom calls them dental floss. Heh! Of course, I didn't realize all of this until I got home. Do I really want to take another hour out of my life to return this pair? No. I'll just keep them. But it's $20! Shit. My husband asked why I bother wearing panties at all. Well, the pants I have that are low riding are either hand wash or dry clean. So, I like to wear them several times before washing. If they have dry juiciness in the crotch, do you think I want to put them on again? No! My husband and I bought a 20 inch iMac. Student loans. I remember acorn (acornotravez) buying new stuff with her student loans. I'm just a copycat. My husband took the kids out so I could rest, so I'm going to go to bed now. He'll bring back more quarters so I can do the dark laundry. I will also wash the other bathroom, because husband said something about it not getting washed this weekend, and I insisted that it would be done. Here it is Monday, and it's not done. Fuck. I meant to do it last night after L was in bed, but I fell asleep too, only to be woken at 11:30pm by my husband. It was a bit too late to wash the bathroom then, wouldn't you say? Welcome to my high stress life. I wish I could just relax. Overall I thought that I was pretty relaxed, but after I got back from Texas my stress level went up really high, probably from so many people asking me how I do it. They made me think about it too much! |