Where does the time go? Not that I’m really complaining, mind, I am very anxious for cooler weather. According to the weather forecast, we’re going to be getting some of that cooler weather by week’s end. Despite being nearly 80 degrees today. What is UP with that? I think it’s summer’s last gasp. There always is one, this is just later than usual. But summer? I got my eye on you. Don’t get comfy. Your days are NUMBERED.
So what’s been new around these parts? Let’s see… what was going on the last time I updated?
*cringe* OH WOW. That was almost two months ago. I’m so sorry!
Still picking up the boys 2-3 times a week. I’ve gotten a lot more used to the procedure of it since then. It’s a great opportunity to listen to music (and oh lord, does my playlist like to give me feels!) (and no, I’m not explaining what “feels” are) and read on my iPhone. NOT while driving. Come on, people. Give me some credit. But there’s an awful lot of line-sitting and that’s excellent reading time right there.
The kids just all got over being sick which is ALWAYS fun. Harry brought home the funk first. He was rather pathetic (as all boys and men are, really), coughing and moaning all over the house. Well, apparently he didn’t think there was anything wrong with DIRECTLY coughing on his little brother and sister. *facepalm* So a few days later they were sick as well! That’s always fun, by the way. When all the kids are sick. *cue eye twitch*
Then, last week, I got my own little surprise. No, I didn’t catch the cold too. THANK GOODNESS. No, last Monday I woke up and the first thing I noticed was the room spinning. Before I even got out of bed! It was almost like being drunk, but somehow MORE. I got up to use the bathroom and the room pitched even more. It was no longer fun, folks. And I was really worried about WHAT was making me feel this way, because I felt fine other than the fact that it felt like my head was no longer attached to my body. And I still had this crazy notion that the day could carry on as usual. I even followed Kile downstairs, as I normally would do, intent on fixing the boys’ lunches. Of course, by the time I made it down the stairs, there was no place for me BUT the couch. So the couch is where I lay, trying to keep my head in one place and holding on for dear life.
The rest of the day consisted of me trying to keep my sense of balance. That meant not moving any more than was absolutely necessary. Poor Evie. She really didn’t understand why I wouldn’t just hop up and get her things or go upstairs with her and why all I wanted to do was lie on the couch, staring at one fixed point on the ceiling. It was horrible. I then talked on the phone to my mom and she said it sounded exactly like benign positional vertigo, which is what she has. Until she said that, the thought had never crossed my mind. And of course that’s what it was. Apparently, it kind of runs in families. My mom has it, my aunt, my brother… I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN.
Kile stayed home the next day and did this thing called the “Epley maneuever” on me which involves a series of movements meant to restore your natural balance. It sounds goofy but it WORKS because hours later I felt amazingly better. Then, of course, I messed it all up that night by giving into temptation and sleeping on my right side. See, it became apparent after the early hours of suffering, that turning my head the right made everything worse than say turning to the left would. That meant that my right side was the “affected” side and I should avoid it if possible. Of course, I love to sleep on my right side and I was sleeping poorly at night on my left side. So I slept on my right side and woke up in the morning DIZZY. Not as bad as on Monday, but definitely much worse than I’d been after the maneuver. Dangit. That’ll learn me. Kile did another maneuver that afternoon and by bedtime I was right as rain again.
I still have moments when I tilt my head or look in a particular direction. Sometimes when I close my eyes in the shower, I’ll weave a little. But it’s manageable. And thank god for that. Because there is almost nothing worse than being confined to a bed or a couch or whatever and not being able to do the things you want and need to do. That aggravates me to no end.
Let’s see… what else…
Oh! I voted early! Go me! I went on Nevada Day (the last Friday of October, to those not in the know) and voted and it felt good to get it out of the way. But that means two weeks of sitting around, rolling my eyes at the ads and posts on Facebook and just waiting for the outcome. I rather think the outcome is pretty inevitable. I might be eating those words tonight but I don’t think I will be.
And guess what else?? I’m doing NaNoWriMo this year! I KNOW. I don’t even update this blog more than once every two months and I’m expected to write 1667 coherent words a day? This is foolishness! Remember when I used to do NaBloPoMo? Do they even still have that? I bet they do. Just because *I* can’t seem to blog hardly at all (at least not here ), doesn’t mean that others can’t. I’m already well ahead of the game here on Day 5 with over 12k words. Hopefully I can keep this up and hit the 50k word goal not just on time but AT ALL. Though if I could hit it early, that’d be fabulous too. I’m rather proud of myself for just ATTEMPTING this. It’s kind of a big deal and I actually made a last minute decision to go for it. Fingers are crossed!
So that’s it. That’s what’s new with me. See, just because I’m not hanging around here very much doesn’t mean I don’t have things to talk about. Now I’m going to leave you all what I think is a very pretty picture. Hopefully you’ll agree with me.