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So … what now

So, I have my scanner software working, and I have a tablet for the computer, but … what now?

What do I really want to do? I have NO idea.

Yeah, that’s kind of sad, isn’t it? I don’t know what I want to do … with anything. I keep flip-flopping and jumping around. Sad smile It’s sad and pathetic, and TRUE, all at the same time. HOW awful is that?


You’d think after 24 hours of sleep in 2 days, that I wouldn’t have any dark circles, but sadly, I actually do. WTH is up with that? It’s completely weird! I think I’m stuck with them for the rest of my life. Ugh, that just completely really sucks, because I hate having them. They’re so not attractive. Though there doesn’t seem to be much attractive about me lately :(

I Have a Sleepy

Didn’t go to sleep until 1am. Woke up at 3am. Then fell asleep again. Woke up quite rudely at 6am by Josh asking if I had a quarter or two in my purse for him to get air in his tires. When I thought about going back to sleep until my alarm went off, Madi was up and the time was ruined.

UGH! I just want some sleep!

Then, Josh had to come back home from getting air because the back tire was about ready to have a blow-out (like literally). UGH!
Josh's reason for driving my truck :(
See where it’s split though? That’s why he took my truck.

He took my truck :(

Another Round of Phone Calls

My sister called me four times a day a couple weeks ago. Then she started it up again yesterday and the day before. Mom called and let me know the recent reason: Megan was in the hospital for pre-term labor.

She’s now on bed-rest until she’s due to have the baby. Guess how many times she’s already called? Yeah, she’s driving me insane because she’s bored. She’s got a laptop, with lots of games. She’s got access to books, lots of books. Why does she feel the need to drive me bonkers?

I love my sister, and I’m happy for her, but I don’t have all the answers when it comes to pregnancy. When it comes to pre-term stuff, I’m the last person to ask because I was considered full-term with both kids. I had the pre-e problem with Madison, but even that didn’t end up with me being on full-time bed-rest. Mine was “modified” bed rest, which was “keep your feet up for a couple hours a day”. That mean propping my feet up on the back of the couch or desk while I played on the computer.

I don’t have any advice to offer her, and I seriously do not want to hear her whine about how bored she is. I don’t want to hear how exhausted she is. I don’t want to hear how sore she is. I had two kids. I’ve done this twice. I know what it’s like, and FFS, I complained to Josh and even he was sick of it. Don’t make me deal with it again.