As I sit and write this Xander is watching Max and Ruby in his room, my apartment is a disaster, my chest feels like it's on fire and the need to take some real photographs is eating at the pit of my stomach.
I am so far from where I want to be. I have let so much slip through my fingers. I find myself just a little bit overwhelmed by everything....poor me :P
We've been dealing with some issues at Xander's daycare that has forced me to make the decision to take him out. I hate to do it because they've really been wonderful, but I feel like the instability of another child is severely out weighing the good that Xander gets from his interactions there. I suppose we will find another daycare, but maybe not considering classes are over next tuesday. We're just going to play it by ear for a while.
More importantly my Grandmother has had surgery recently. She made it through with out any issues, and while I'm so incredibly relieved that she is doing very well I still have a nagging ache that tells me I should have been there. I decided not to make the trip down during her surgery because I thought I could be more useful afterwards. Well...now I'm sick. Really sick. While the plan is to go down for a week when classes are over, if I don't shake whatever it is that has decided to make it painful to breath then it looks like my Grandmother will be back to normal before I even make it down. Then she'll be taking care of me, as per usual:P
There are so many little things going on too.....I've missed bachelorette parties, birthday parties,and other social functions.
I don't really know what I'm rambling on about....
I'll see you all when I make it down to Kentucky.
I've added pics to photobucket, so take a look if you feel the need:)
3 comments:
:( Erica - I hope you get better soon, your freaking me out with all this chest pain stuff.
You take "real" photos all the time, *ahem* http://tinyurl.com/6yqyn7 *ahem* ;) But I know, you need a project to tie it together... not just random works of amazing photos (that you'll never admit to). But :) it's good it's eating away at you... at least that's how I always have to do it... get so fed up and mad at myself that it finally starts to all come out. *shrug*
You're amazing - don't let yourself get too overwhelmed *
And what's all this about bachelorette parties ;P are you up late talking to me when you could be off somewhere stuffing dollar bills into a stranger's underwear?
*sniff sniff* :(
Fist: STOP THE CHEST PAIN! Here, let me talk to your chest. We'll make believe your chest has a name and it's name is Stan. Ok now Stan, stop hurting Erica. It's getting on everyones nerves especially hers. Now stop it!
Second, don't feel bad you weren't there fr the surgery. If you really feel that bad then just make sure your there for the next thing she has. It's all OKie DOkie.
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