Woke up oddly congested, tired for not having slept very long, and slightly nervous at the prospect of being left alone all day. Damn, do I miss the days I could be left alone without a care in the world! I’m sure I’ll be fine; it’s just that Saturday’s medication issues put a slight kink in my confidence.

Had some coffee and so I’m starting to perk up a bit. Tom’s in the shower now and I’ll hit the shower myself soon enough. He put caulking on the shower door and hopefully this will fix the leak. Most of it anyway, since it may need a few applications.

I had a funny dream where I was trying to convince Tom that I made Andy both invisible and small enough to fit in one of our large water glasses. I was trying to tell him that Andy was taking a dip in a glass of water at the moment, LOL.

Then Andy was suddenly on his way to us and I asked Tom what time we were supposed to pick him up at the train station, cuz I’d forgotten. He said, “I don’t know, around 4:00, I think.” So I decided to text him to get the exact time, knowing he’d be freaking out if he got to the station to find no one there.

Later…

I ended up doing a small load of laundry and then I took a nap. I really needed it too, because I just didn’t seem to have much energy. Every time I felt like I was perking up, I would become sluggish. I woke up a couple of hours too early so that’s why I was tired. That and the fact that I was surprised with my period 3 days early. I miss the days when I was like clockwork and I didn’t bleed like a faucet.

Although I feel better than I did earlier, I still feel kind of blah. My heart isn’t racing or anything like that. I don’t know if the proper word is nervous, anxious, or depressed. Well, let’s just say I feel a little on edge. I still feel a bit overwhelmed by the medication issues and all the appointments that I have made and that I still need to make. I’m worried about the results of my blood test, even if I shouldn’t be. I just really hope my cholesterol numbers are down and that I don’t have to go back on statins! I also hope that my endo won’t give me any hassles about remaining on 50 micrograms. This is definitely all I can stand right now as long as there is some life still left in my thyroid gland.

I am also waiting on a call from the guy who’s supposed to buy our old Ford. Because it’s so much easier paperwork-wise, we are selling it to a junkyard for $125. This way there’s no risk of selling it to an individual that doesn’t take care of their end of the paperwork and uses the vehicle to commit a crime for which they are caught and which poor Tom would have to go to court to explain that we sold the car to the person and so on.

It runs and all that but it’s very old and it has some problems.

Although it’s blossomed into a peaceful afternoon, these old farts really waste no time in stirring up the racket once the sun is shining again. One of the garage doors of the double-door garage was repaired in the morning.

Can’t think of much else to say. Hopefully, soon enough I will be back to my typical energetic, upbeat, bouncy, happy and perky self that I love to be. For now, I am keeping busy with my writing till my energy returns.

Later…

Tom should be home soon. :)

Molly’s blog has not been updated for nearly a month. Really hard to believe she would be kept offline as long as troubling as she can be. Kinda makes you wonder if she started another blog someplace else. Oh well. As long as she and Kim leave me alone, that’s all that matters.

Andy’s treadmill arrived but he and his brother and SIL tried unsuccessfully for hours to put it together. Don’t know if they’re just stupid or if the thing is defective, but it’s kind of ironic because Andy said that he had a bad feeling that it would be defective. Whatever the cause, it really is too bad.

I just wish he wasn’t home 80% of the time. I’d rather check in 2-3 times a day on Ask and that’s it. But I don’t want him to think I’m avoiding him either. He’s paranoid like that and I don’t want to needlessly feed that paranoia.