Tuesday, May 17, 2005


I did housework today. That's a near miracle, but it's true. Hung around home except for picking up kids, and de-cluttered and cleaned and did laundry. You know, the stuff that most stay-at-home-moms have no problem caught up with, but always seems to get the better of me. Well, not laundry, but the rest of it, yeah. That stuff, it's relentless. You do it once, and you'll still have to do it again next week, or maybe if you're lucky you can stretch it out to 10 days or 2 weeks.

Watched 24 tonight, and it's just silly, but I still like it.

That's it for today. No news on the scans or anything -- I'll call in the morning to see what's up, expecting... nothing. At this rate perhaps we'll push the whole thing off to August, when I get back? Could I have a good summer with the "likely" treatment waiting for me at the end of it? Maybe. I'd certainly do my best to carpe diem.

I'd like to think I'd be able to have a good time, because being worried all the time is really exhausting, especially when there's nothing to be done about it. Right now, I'm in that place -- I can't do anything, I'm not letting it get to me, until I know more, well, it's like this: Move along now, there's nothing to see here...

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