inventory

Today I did 4 huge loads of laundry.

I called my endo to ask about scheduling labs, and I rescheduled my dermatologist appointment from Wednesday until sometime in January.

I started the post-Christmas home reorganization project, since the clutter in the family room had reached the unbearable level. I cleared the counter, too.

I spent an inordinate amount of time trying to figure out why DS1's new Hot Wheels pc game 1) hangs on the m400y and 2) won't even install on a700y; the guys at HP were helpful, the folks at THQ are closed! Ha. I'm sure they knew they would be swamped with support calls from people trying to install and run their stuff. They really should update their website, though, as it still says this particular game "won't be released until Fall 2004." Uh, guys? 2004 is fast drawing to a close here, and we actually own the game... oh, and the 5-digit product code that you assigned to it? Is already being used by a different game... on a different platform, too.

DH took the kids to the park for some good run-around time, and came home with an early anniversary present for me: 3 dozen red roses along with a red mylar heart-shaped balloon that says "I love you" on it. Hee! The roses are gorgeous. I had to put them in separate vases... I will take a picture tomorrow.

I am having a horrible, horrible time getting out of bed in the morning these days. I am lucky if I get up by 10, 10:30 or even 11 is more usual. It's so bad. I just can't move... terminal inertia.

Hands are doing better since I'm on the daily minocycline. Hip/piriformis are beyond unprofessional help, I fear... today I had a weird feeling of my left hand being asleep for a good part of the day, which makes me wonder about calcium depletion (parathyroids kicking off, post-surgery?) or possibly a pinched nerve since I spent so much time sitting...

Freezing-ness comes and goes. Dandruff is making me nuts. I have way too much hair to be dealing with it, and I just can't bear the thought of cutting it all off. I need to get to the salon this week, though, as my hair is a complete mess, and I've reverted back to my high school style of pulling it off my face and fastening it up in the back with a barrette. Pathetic.

Energy levels are generally abmysal. I'm craving sweets brutally because I've been eating so much junk, and not drinking enough water. Polluted, that about sums it up. I want to eat legal stuff but I don't have the energy to bake. I want to go out to the after-Christmas sales (Robinson's supposedly had cashmere for $30! I adore cashmere, even if it's a blend... and I need new sweaters, I'm freezing these days)... no energy to go to the store, even to TJ's for eggs (we're almost out).

My throat feels nasty and lumpy but I sing anyway. I am a bona fide soprano now. I had a blast singing those "gloria" riffs in "Angels We Have Heard On High" in church this weekend. Paid later, of course, but it was worth it.