First of December in These Foolish Things

I’m writing this entry sitting upright at my kitchen island so I don’t fall asleep while typing like I did last night.

I am so sad that the Thanksgiving holiday weekend is already over. Back to uuuggghhhh tomorrow. Not looking forward to work tomorrow really at all…though I suppose it could be worse. I could be in a situation where I wasn’t going back to work at all.

The weekend was absolutely lovely, though it wasn’t exactly what I thought it was going to be. I spent the vast majority of the weekend by myself (by choice). I don’t know why I wanted to be alone - I just did.

The weather was great and I did a lot of walking with the dog and I also got a lot of my Christmas decor up at the apartment.

I feel like it’s time to get my shiz together after all of the travels and eating and drinking I’ve done over the last couple of months. It’s the first of December - no time like the present to gte back on track.

Looks like tomorrow will be the day that both my dad and I will hear about what’s happening with our medical situations. Well, my dad did hear the results of his MRI from last week - they didn’t see any sign of stroke, aneurysm, tumor or whatnot…which means that they still need to figure out what’s going on with his double vision and his fatigue.

And I should hear about my aneurysm situation.

And oh! I didn’t tell you about my mom, did I? She fell down last week and went to pick up my dad at the office where he was getting his MRI so they went back into the ER so she could get x-rays. She is now in a boot.

I’m so tired of medical stuff! I’m ready for GOOD NEWS. Let’s make this a really GOOD week, ok?

Sorry this is so boring. I suppose I needed a boring weekend after all of the fun I’ve been having, you know? I think I will put some energy into making sure that the UPCOMING weekend is a little more exciting, whaddyasay?

Time for bed. A new week in this new month beckons.

With fresh beginnings,
GS