Crabby Posting

***WARNING***- the following post is coming from current frustrations & do not necessarily indicate that anything is seriously wrong with my life, just know that I might sound considerably whiney & thoroughly candid. If that's something you'd rather not read, then don't.




I've decided that I will more than likely be one of those old ladies who is really rather abrupt & rude to irritating things/people. One of those ones who you will think of and say "well she's old enough I guess she's entitled to complaining" -or something like that.
I'm pretty sure I've already started on the path.

Since becoming ill last Thursday I've found incredible annoyance from noise I don't deem necessary, people who don't shut doors when the temperature is anywhere near below 45 degrees Fahrenheit (Seriously guys, what's so freaking hard about shutting the dang door?) also, people who don't listen to me (which is becoming more & more common as I continue to struggle with a lost voice & coughing,) people who ask for help with things I deem stupid (my current atittude towards that is: if you can't do it already by yourself either MOVE OVER and let me just do it already, or just don't do it. More often the latter.)

Another thing I don't quite understand is how men still want to be intimate at a time when their spouse is sick.
What part of either hacking out a lung or running a fever & then having cold sweats spells romance & sex to you?
And then of course I feel slightly guilty & we might end up doing at least something which then leaves me again coughing til I fall asleep.

Which! Brings me to the next part. I am currently despising of sleep.
This is a typical night:

1-As the evening sets in, become increasingly chilled/start running a fever.

2-Climb in bed, depending on the position, that itself can start a coughing fit.

3-Say evening prayers, if it's hubby's turn he's chorused quite well with a few large hacking noises, if it's mine, I whisper/cough through the entirety, with large breaks between thoughts as I attempt to keep from coughing (during which hubby might fall asleep because this prayer has stretched for so long)

4-It's at this point we say/kiss goodnight & hubby rolls away to sleep because there is no way he could possibly be comfortable enough snuggled next to something that coughs every few minutes & at this point is really rather warm.

5-I then proceed to cough/rest/cough/rest/cough, hubby usually falls asleep during this time.

6-It continues like this until somehow I do manage to fall asleep (I think?) where I either dream of coughing/wake myself up by coughing or breakout into a cold sweat while asleep & then proceed to wake up drenched & freezing again.

7- Repeat steps 5 & 6 (with the exception that hubby is still asleep through it all. Thank Goodness!)

Can you not see why now I so dislike the world?

Late nights & baking

Twas the night before Thanksgiving and all through the houses.... Frantic preparations were still being completed.
Ok. So it doesn't exactly rhyme. At all.
But you cannot tell me I am The ONLY one who is still awake, with eyelids propped open, waiting for this last something or another (in my case, dinner rolls) to finish cooking/baking/being ready. Because of course you can't just wait til tomorrow to do it because the turkey will be occupying the oven & other 'last minute' foods that really do have to be last minute, will be hogging all the counter space & dishes.
So here I am sitting at the computer in an attempt to stay awake long enough to finish tonight.
Meanwhile my darling hubby heads off to bed to catch some shut-eye, (he hasn't been feeling well today so I can't blame him,) and I get the couch with the alarm set for when I need to yet again punch down the dough & wait another hour for it to rise so I can punch it back down again :P
All for the name of a feast of food.
Oh for the love of Americans & their obsession with stuffing themselves.
On the more serious note,
This coming day IS in remembrance of a time when our forebearers didn't have enough food.
I guess.... if you care to put it into prespective like that, waiting til 2 in the morning to go to sleep because you're preparing to celebrate the blessings of food, home & family, is a little more tolerable.
Right?

Still here

It is Tuesday. And I'm writing this as I sit here in 'the office' (aka, a narrow hallway with a built in desk) of my Utah home. I'm supposed to be in Montana at the moment, at least, that was the plan, but as a dear friend just reminded me "If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans" :) My car is in need of some major repairs and tuning up. It's honestly frustrating, but after freaking out, I think I'm doing ok with it. haha. Worst case scenario, I don't get my dental assisting certificate. There are a lot of really good things about this, one being, I get to stay with my family for longer. Two, I have the potential of seeing my boyfriend. An hour away is a lot closer than nine. And three, I get to work with my uncle at his dental office. He has too many assistants to actually need to hire another one, but I love helping him out there. It's a good work environment. Today my brother came in and got his braces off, it was funny to watch him since orthodontic work is not something the other dentist I intern with does. But now he has super straight and nice teeth. A couple thousand dollars later. Or whatever it was :)
I'm fighting this groggy feeling, not sure bug I caught that's made me like this, it's not so much fun. Think I'll go lie down and rest.

Raspberries and Cheese Sticks

Interesting thought. My friend Matt and I were talking yesterday. Good guy that one. It's been a while since we've really had a good conversation and it was nice to catch up :)
He said something that really made me stop and think. Falling in love with someone just because they are there, familiar, and not necessarily because it is right. Hmmmm. Something I don't want to do, but at the same time, don't quite understand how that would work. Like, I can understand how that COULD happen, and how it would be wrong. But you can't really fall in love with someone who's not there. Haha, guess I'll need to think about this one some more.
Last night Chelle and I went to get ice cream. Yes. It was snowing, and we were eating ice cream. I love that girl. We are going to have so much fun if we do end up getting an apartment together sometime. She's decided we will have a steady supply of raspberries and cheese sticks. Which I'm totally good with. haha
Today is kind of a slacking of energy day. Not so good but at least it's Friday. And lunch is on the boss! Yay can't wait for that :D