My anxiety is back, full force. My fault for going off my medication. You know how you hear about people with really serious medical conditions, who feel better on medication, so they stop? That's me at the minor league level. I got in to see my new doctor and she had no problem writing the prescription, and included one for Xanax, although I really don't like to take Xanax. Bonus - going back on the medication makes me a bit nausous, so I have very little appitite. Dieting is easier.
We lost our heat last week. I had to take a day off from work, no hot water, spent the day with the furnace guy. Then found out the next day that we had a broken pipe and had been burning through home heating oil at an alarming rate.
The problem is now fixed and I have no idea how much my heating guy will charge me. I also have a tax bill looming over my head and my crazy ass renter.
I've been trying to pray more, in addition to taking my medication. This morning I prayed for some patience and guidance. Well, renter was at home, his car was in the yard. I knocked on his door to tell him that he needed to order oil. Frankly, if I had the money I would kick him out, yuppie up the apartment and charge an extra $300-$500 a month for the place. But I don't have the cash (as in fixing the furnace and the damn tax bill). Renter, who I think was still half in the bag, gives me the last $100 he owed me for February's rent. Who else does that? Who else gets such a break on their rent? He really is driving me crazy.
Maybe God wanted to let me have the $100? :)
Then, THEN I take the girls to work with me, because my boss is a dear and I can't afford to send them to day camp for the week. I had taken Mei to the doctor a few days ago because she complained of a sore throat and strep is going around. Turns out, no strep, yay! I also had the doctor look at her head for lice, because she has a wicket case of dandruff.
Today, I was playing with her hair and saw a bug... and another and ANOTHER! Both girls have lice. I know it isn't the end of the world. The nurse called in a prescription and I've already treated them. It should work in one shot, but ugh, lice. (BTW, the prescription stuff stinks to high heaven, but I treated them in the work ladies room that nobody ever uses. You have to put it in dry hair and rub it through, leaving it on for 8-10 hours, so I'm not going to do that at home at 8 p.m.)
I'm going to throw out their pillows and buy them new ones, then gather up all the blankets and take them to the laundry to wash everything in blasting hot water.
Meanwhile, Hero and I have been cleaning out the things we can. I've donated a ton of books, and I'm not bringing more stuff into the house. I read all these thrifty blogs and see how people get things on sale. I barely go to the thrift stores anymore! Savers had a 50% off sale the other day, and I didn't go. My weight is still lower by 50 pounds, so many of my pants are super loose, but I would rather wait and lose another 10 pounds or so for some fun spring or summer items.
One nice thing about getting older, you can keep up that "classic" (aka timeless) look and not have to purchase new outfits all the time.
Almost time to leave for the day. Off to the bank. Thankfully, I DO have the funds to pay my equity loan.
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