its been too long…
no real reason why… ive been pretty busy. we went for a two week vacation. we went back to pa, but decided to drive across country instead of fly. we took the long way home and spent a little bit of time in wilmington, nc (one of my new favorite towns) and myrtle beach, sc. right after that i started a make-up class. i had to drop out of it when i got sick last year. it was a semester length class in a month. it was hard, but i survived it with my 4.0 intact.
i have two weeks off before classes start back up. i’m missing my cohort friends and it will be good to see them again.
i’m currently reading “the hour i first believed” by wally lamb. he truly is one of the greatest authors ever. he is absolutely tied with flannery o’connor as my favorite writer. i’m down 600 pages in 4days. its a long book, but he is such a talented writer that it is hard to put the book down and the reading just flies by. i read a wonderful line today that said “embrace the suck.” somedays, you just gotta wake up and embrace the suck.
im tired and depressed and slightly irked about a situation that i’m powerless to do anything about. its starting to give me headaches and turn my stomach just thinking about it.
healthwise, everything is the same. i guestimate that i’ve lost about 40-50% of my vision in my right eye. i have good days and bad days with it. some days i can see a little more and some are dark and blurry days. it hit me today how this is most likely permanent damage that will have changed my life forever. if i ever have children, i can never hold him/her on my right hip and walk about; i might walk them into something. i still have a pretty bad blind-spot and still walk into things and get spooked when people just appear out of nowhere next to me. luckily, my headaches have virtually gone away. i am very thankful for that. i can live with the blindness (be it grudgingly), but the headaches, at times, could be debilitating.
i broke my diet on vacation and forgot about it after we came back. this week i’ve started it up again. it took a bit of whining and prodding, but jim got me back into going to the gym. i forgot how much i like it. of course i lifted too much on my second day and pulled/strained a muscle in my shoulder. i was a little grumpy about that. i shouldve known better. i still remember my weightlifting classes in high school; i knew i shouldve gone slower / did less.
i kinda made up with an old friends. it was very good to hear from her and talk to her. however, i’ve started to take on jim’s sleep-schedule, making me sleep days since he works nights, and i havent been able to talk to her since that initial conversation. i feel a bit bad about that.
the other day, i noticed that there was something stuck under my space bar, so i popped it off and cleaned it out… of course now my space bar isnt working right.
i have to beat the living crap out of it just to get a space. *grrr*
my favorite part of the days: jim saying “they’ll be shitting in style!” (in reference to my mom buying a new kitty litter box). this is closely followed by jim saying “i feel so bad, i tried to kill your mom!” (in reference to him starting to drive off while she was halfway out of the door when he was dropping her off in front of a store. “no, that wasn’t the door closing. that was the door opening!”)