Some Days are Better than Others

Unfortunately, today was an other.  Return of the reflux monster meant no sleep last night. The continuing gastric saga reached an apex today.  You know when the number of trips to the bathroom is approaching the same number as your age, maybe you should just give up and stay in there.  The "sample" was submitted to the lab, but unfortunately no results until Monday.

Lack of sleep seldom improves my demeanor, but add that to my other frustrations today and I am in a funk. Too much time inside my own head.  There are plenty of people here to distract me, but I'm having a hard time figuring out how to join in.  Yes, I can throw in a choice comment via scratch pad, but often the moment has past before I'm done.  One on one conversation is fine, but in a group, it just doesn't work.  At least not yet.

Mary has done an amazing job keeping Karissa the perpetual motion machine occupied today.  She, or Sarah, have taken Karissa to the park, gone to Fred Meyer, done puzzles, done Shrinky Dinks, practiced piano, gotten her into the shower, and prepped her bed.  Karina is home now, so there is lots of excitement.

I guess I picked the wrong day to give up taking ibuprofen.  I finally had to break down and have some this evening.  (See who gets this movie quote...)

Sometimes I get caught off guard.  I knew the Mary Jane's Farm would have lots of recipes, so I was prepped to skip over those.  For some reason I did not anticipate the first seed catalog of the season would send me down a dark path.  The vegetable plants bothered me a bit, although I've always grown some things I never liked/ate.  The herbs and flowers drew me in as much as ever.  It was the cookbooks/canning supplies that kicked my feet out from under me.  Then the bean pot sucker punched me while I was down.  I have a brand new one I haven't even used yet.  Crawling away, I tripped over the cheese making kits.  Like the one we have.  That we haven't used yet.  You see where this is going.

I tried to escape into sleep, but unless I learn how to sleep in the bathroom, that isn't happening.

I knew there would be days like this.  I did.  I know it will get better.  It will.  This is better than the alternative.  It is.  Tomorrow will be a better day.