Work continues to be awesome. I've never had a supervisor I get along with as well as I do with Quetti. I guess the closest would be legendof12world, but even with her there would be personality clashes sometimes. Quetti and I just feed off one another's energy so perfectly. It's absolutely awesome. And she really likes and trusts me, as much as I do her. She keeps telling everyone how much my sales skills have improved. And she wants me to learn how to close this month, so I'll be able to do it by myself by the 24th of December. Eek, responsibility! I'm nervous and excited. She's also going to start having me to do closing shifts on Thursdays, so I can learn the closing procedure.

And I crushed my sales budget today! That was fun and exciting. I beat it by around $100, I think. Selling two dinnerware sets at a time helped a lot. I don't care much about the sales goals, but it still makes me happy when I meet mine. I just don't freak out over it if I fall short, like some people there do.

Now I'm off work until Tuesday. Glad to have the break, and get to sleep in finally. If the family doesn't invite us to the hospital to visit Gramma tomorrow, we may try to get some shopping done. I've already done quite a bit of online Christmas shopping, but there's still plenty to be done. And we're borrowing a tree from Gramma this year, so we need to get our own ornaments. I'm excited, because we didn't have any kind of decorations or even exchange gifts between the two of us last year. So I'm determined to make this the bestest, most festive Christmas ever.

Last night, we had an impromptu American Thanksgiving dinner. I hadn't planned on making anything, and just decided to at around 5 pm, well after I was already home from work. And I didn't feel like going back out. So I had to come up with something festive made only with ingredients we just happened to have in the house. It was really challenging and fun, and I'm somewhat impressed I managed to pull it off. We ended up having some roast turkey breast fillets, stuffing, mashed potatoes, and cranberry sauce. The turkey and stuffing recipes were totally MacGyvered off the top of my head. I was SURE they were going to end up inedible because I'd never cooked either in my life and didn't use any kind of recipe. But they turned out pretty darn good, I think. My secret stuffing ingredients are bacon bits and apple butter.

Gramma is out of ICU, last I heard, and has had some sensation return to her leg. She's back on pain medication, too. She's set to stay in the hospital for the next 4 to 6 weeks, right now.

The end.

Gramma has an infection of the spinal fluid at the site of her most recent surgery. It sounds serious. They've started her on antibiotics, and they're trying to find someone to operate. I'm afraid to buy her a Christmas gift because if we do and then she dies, it'll like, be our fault for jinxing her.

Further update: Got the above info via text from Christopher at around 6pm. He's home now, and Gramma has been moved to a hospital downtown, presumably for emergency surgery. Dad and Uncle Steve are there with her. She's in a lot of pain, but also somewhat sedated. Christopher doesn't seem to know what to make of what he's heard. Said he was told the surgery could go either way, but doesn't know if that means she might not make it or if it just means she might regain some mobility or might not. On one hand, I feel like it would almost be better for her if she died, because she would finally be free of her pain and restrictions. But none of us is ready for her to be gone. :(

Boppa's blood pressure has come down some, but he's really worried about Gramma and Mom is worried that will make his health worse, too.

Going to the kitchen to make a pizza for dinner now.

Gramma is back in the hospital again. It doesn't sound like she's doing very well. Her foot has lost sensation, and her shoulder is messed up again. She's in a lot of pain, and seems to be quite discouraged. Dad said it's the first time he's seen her feel like giving up. Not sure what's going to happen or how long she's going to be in this time. Her regular doctor from her previous back surgeries isn't available this week.

Nonny and Boppa are talking about taking all of us to St. Jacobs to celebrate American Thanksgiving this Saturday, if Boppa's health is good enough. We haven't heard anything more specific about his condition. He had a bunch of tests done, and now has appointments scheduled with several different doctors. I really hope he's going to be okay. I'm sure Christopher is feeling overwhelmed, seeing two of his three living grandparents in such deteriorating health. Grandparents should live forever. :-(

In happier news, work is still going great. I'm working a lot with Quetti lately because she doesn't really have anyone else who can work mornings, and that's great because we get along really well and have a fantastic time. I'm getting an average of around 20 hours a week now. Lori got injured at work a couple weeks ago, so she's been out. A part of me is worried my hours will go back down to crap when she comes back. But at the same time, I do trust Quetti to take care of me, so I won't worry about that unless it actually becomes an issue. I think Christopher is more concerned about it than I am.

Not much else going on. Christopher and I are talking about Christmas plans, and hopefully we'll come up with a Christmas budget in the next few days so we know how much we can spend on one another. We're going to borrow a tree from Gramma and try to have a relatively normal Christmas this year. We'll see if the cats can ruin it.

Still not a whole lot going on in my life these days. Just work and home life, which usually consists of napping and sometimes housework. Work is going really well, though. Quetti seems to really like me, and has told me she feels relaxed working with me and that she's always happy to see me come in because she knows things will get done when I'm there. She also told me that Chris is really pleased with me because he can see that I'm always looking for something to do, and they've both noticed I'm getting better at approaching customers. So it's really nice to be around people who like me and appreciate me. It makes me feel very relaxed and comfortable. As Quetti's getting used to her role as store manager, she seems to be confiding in me quite often about her feelings about other staff members and tasks in the store that need to be done. So it's nice to have that mutual trust and respect between us, that makes us work so well together. I haven't heard anything more about the promotion I mentioned on here earlier, but there's so much work to be done in our store--so I don't know if that's still a possibility in the near future or not.

And we're getting sued! Yay! LOL Mall management is suing us for violating the fire codes (our back door is slightly blocked, some empty boxes are blocking a few of the sprinklers, etc). They say if we take care of the violations by such-and-such time (I forget the date) they'll just give us a fine. So I'm sure Quetti had John working on that tonight. The trouble is, our store is quite small and there's just not enough space in the backroom for all our extra product. It's annoying, but we'll probably figure something out.

One thing I am really excited about, is that I paid off my Capital One card tonight. Payment won't go through until tomorrow, but I'm now done dealing with that horrible card. It's a pain in the rear because (A) the interest rate is completely obscene and (B) I don't use the card anymore, so it's tough just remembering to pay it each month. So I'm relieved I won't have to worry about remembering it each month anymore. It's a very small dent in our overall debt, but it's still a load off my mind to be rid of that burden.

And that's about all. Going to bed soon because I've got to work at 10 tomorrow morning. And every morning this week until Saturday. I have a love/hate relationship with morning shifts, because I'm so not an early to bed/early to rise person. But I also like having so much of the day left to do things with when I get off work. I guess it wouldn't be as bad if Christopher worked mornings, too. But I suspect we'd both still want to stay up later than we should.

Good night, Livejournal!

I got a sort-of offer of promotion at work today. Quetti, our new manager, wants to train one more person to open and close the store, and asked if I'd be interested. I'm not sure if it will pan out or not. I don't think it was a real offer. I think it was more like she was thinking outloud and she asked me because I just happened to be there. But we'll see what happens. The idea of new, extra responsibilities makes me nervous, but I'm also excited by the idea because it would probably mean more hours and a keyholder position looks better on a resume than just sales associate does.

Bella got spayed a couple days ago. She's doing well, but they had to shave her belly for the procedure and the stitches look so icky. Poor girl. :-( Makes me afraid to touch her belly.

Work has been good. Anxiety aside, I really like it at Benix. It's a very laidback atmosphere, and I like the varied routine, as opposed to *just* sales. And I think you're required to have a special degree in sarcasm to work there. So it's a lot of fun. Everyone there is great, and I'm lucky enough that no one there really rubs me the wrong way. The anxiety is getting better too, though it's still a problem for me at times. But I think I'm going to enjoy working there in the long run. And tomorrow is payday! Yay!

There's not much else going on, literally. I feel like all I do is work and sleep to recover from work. LOL I'm sure my body will catch up and I'll get used to it. But in the meantime it's very tiring. I get home and I can't even feel my feet. They just go totally numb as soon as I sit down. I'm really happy I have my laptop, so I can lay out and relax in bed. And at least the nausea from the Cipralex seems to have dissipated. I've still had little spurts with it, but it doesn't seem to be constant anymore, for which I'm extremely thankful.

Now I'm just waiting for Christopher to put some laundry in the washer so we can get in bed. Back to work in 10 hours. *falls asleep*

I think my legs/feet are asleep. I can't wait until I get used to working again. It's killing my feet right now. I wasn't sure I'd make it home.

I got here, and somehow Bella had a huge amount of poop tangled up in her fur, right underneath her tail, and had been dragging it all over the house all day. So I had to clean that up right away, and now she's not speaking to me. At least not until her butt dries.

There's not much in the way of news in my life lately. Just been working, and resting up when I'm not working. In the past few days, I've had some horrible nausea from the Cipralex, so that's fun. Two days ago, I got my hair cut, my ears re-pierced, and my eyebrows waxed. So I'm all pretty now. :-) Gramma's home from the hospital, and we wish we really could move in with Travor and Mery. LOL  There's not much else to tell. I'm about to lay down and watch some Season 2 House on my laptop, like I usually do to relax after work. Sooo tiiiired.

Had my second doses of both Yasmin and Cipralex tonight. :) I'm feeling hopeful. Obviously the medication has not taken effect yet, but just knowing that I'm getting help--finally--makes me feel optimistic and feels like a huge burden has been lifted. We ordered my cognitive behavioural workbook off Canadian Amazon this morning, and I'm looking forward to getting that. A part of me feels like there's no way breathing techniques and other equally goofy-sounding strategies are really going to help me--but Dr. Larsen says they're the best way to get both immediate and long-term relief. So I'm looking forward to giving it a try, at least. In a way, it feels better just to know I'm being treated and to feel like I can talk about it. It sounds weird, but getting treatment almost makes it real to me. Like it's not all in my head; I have a real problem that requires real attention, and that's okay.

Had to work for 4 hours tonight. Tried to stop and take a few deep breaths every time I felt anxious tonight. It wasn't great, but it was okay. The deep breaths definitely help. They're just so short-term. The anxious feelings come back a few minutes later, usually. I was better tonight, though. Managed to skip the gastrointestinal problems, and just stuck with feelings of like, pre-hyperventilation.

I'm sooo sleepy. Going to get my ears pierced tomorrow. :-)

Why would you need flavoured condoms? I don't even love Christopher enough to eat latex.

I saw Dr. Larsen today about birth control, and also asked him about therapy/medication for my anxiety. For birth control, I talked to him about my problems with spotting and also mentioned that I feel like my skin has gotten progressively worse since I first started birth control back in October 2007. So he's started me on Yasmin this time. I've got a prescription for that for the next two months, and when I see him at the end of November for my routine physical we'll see whether I feel like it's working for me or not.

For anxiety, Dr. Larsen recommended a workbook of coping mechanism exercises, to help me learn to deal with my anxiety and not be so negative in difficult situations. He also prescribed me an antidepressant called Cipralex. He said that some people experience stomach aches at first with antidepressants and that it usually goes away after about 10 days. So I'm going to take that and also discuss how I feel on it with him at the end of November. He said it takes about 5 weeks for antidepressants to really kick in and help. And he gave me a list of psychologists--some of whom are in Richmond Hill--in case I want to see a professional who can help me learn and use the coping exercises. What I think I'm going to do is take the medication and do the workbook on my own, to see if I can do it myself. Therapy is expensive and isn't covered by OHIP, and we're totally willing to pay the cost if I need it, but if I can do the exercises on my own it's crazy to pay so much to see someone. I feel hopeful, though, and a little bit better just knowing we're finally doing something for me. Looking back at my school days, even all the way back to kindergarten, I thought I was just shy. I had no idea that it was an anxiety disorder that I was dealing with, but now, looking back, it's so obvious that that's what it was. I feel like I've wasted a lot of time--like there are so many things I could have done, and things that would have been so much easier for me, if I'd gotten treatment long ago. But it feels good to know that I'm getting some now and that hopefully things *are* going to get better.

Another fantastic thing that happened today, is that my new bras finally arrived. I am *so* excited and happy. I tried them all on after we got home from the doctor's office, and they all fit great. I don't think I've ever in my life worn a bra that *actually* fits right. So this is a first and it feels great. I got one underwire, one wireless, and two sports bras, and they're all great. I'm so excited to find out what it's like to go a whole day in a bra that fits. I'm wearing the underwire right now, and it feels so comfortable--I can't even believe it.

And when Christopher and I stopped at Shopper's Drug Mart to pick up my prescription, we also picked up this guy: http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users16/idontlikeyourgf/default/halloweenhead--large-msg-125599710461.jpg?1015509767. I <3 him. I want to put him in Gramma's big window, or maybe just on our computer desk for now. He's the cutest, with his stoned eyes and his crooked smile.

I think I'm going to get my hair cut like this again, on Wednesday: cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users9/idontlikeyourgf/p-photos/my-chemical-nikko--large-prf-1139448984.jpg. I'm planning on going to a barber, because I'm afraid a stylist will take too much creative license and try to make me look pretty.

All in all, today was a pretty rad day and I'm sad to see it coming to an end.

Oh yeah, did my usual blood pressure check at Shopper's. 105/53, with a pulse of 64bpm. Christopher says my blood pressure is too low and I'm going to die. LOL

Nik: Are these Black Eyed Snakes yours?
Christopher: Yes. Snakes. Not Peas.
Nik: The Black Eyed Snakes could eat the Black Eyed Peas.
Christopher: I don't think snakes eat peas.
Nik: They do if they're inside of a mouse.
Christopher: What would a snake be doing inside a mouse?
Nik: Looking for peas.
Christopher: Looking for a mouse containing peas, you mean. Which prompts me to ask, what is a mouse full of peas doing inside the stomach of a larger mouse?
Nik: ...hiding from snakes?
Christopher: Stop. Stop it.
Nik: Stop what?
Christopher: My brain is leaking.

I waited on Aunt Mable at Benix today. LOL

I finally got some work on the cash register. Lori was out sick today, so I don't know when I work next. She finished the schedule yesterday, but she can't remember where she left it. LOL Chris said he'll find out and call me tomorrow, but I don't know if he'll remember to or not. So I probably have to call in tomorrow to find out if I work on Sunday. My feet are absolutely killing me, even though I only had 17 hours this week. *dies*

I had a couple good moments today. I got to help one couple, who wanted a terra cotta garlic keeper. Marina thought we didn't have any, because there weren't any on the floor--but I remembered unpacking a box during the shipment on Wednesday, so I was able to go into the back room and find one for them. It made me feel nice to be the only one who was able to help them. :-)

Still, my anxiety is bad. Valerian root has been helping me to sleep better, but it doesn't really help enough during my shifts.

At least I'm off tomorrow, and so is Christopher. Yay! Catching up on sleep? Getting sushi for lunch? Who knows.

Gramma is coming home for a 'trial' on Sunday, to see if she's strong enough to handle being home again. Then, if she is, I think Christopher said she'll be coming home for good on Wednesday. I'm happy for her, but really depressed for myself. It means losing all the privacy and freedom we've been able to enjoy for the past couple of months. I don't even know how to handle going back to feeling trapped in the basement all the time and not being able to leave or return to the house without having to have a half hour conversation first. And it's not as though we're anywhere near it being financially feasible to move into a real apartment, even a crappy one.

So, the anxiety increases. I feel like I'm having a pretty bad week, and it's made worse by feeling like no one really understands why it's all so hard on me. Because I'm mentally ill, really.

Me: I wish you were bald. Your hair tickles me.
Christopher: Can I shave my head?
Me: Only if you get cancer.
Christopher: You wish I had cancer!?

Or something. Haha.


I had my first day of work at Benix today. It wasn't too bad. Chris is a really nice guy and I just want to hug him all the time for being so attentive. It was really orientation, so my first real day of work is tomorrow. Tomorrow I'm supposed to learn the POS (the cash/computer, not piece of ____ LOL). It does sound very sales-oriented and I'm a bit nervous about it, but there's not a quota or commission, so it probably won't be too bad. I have my usual anxiety, causing some intestinal problems, but it's honestly probably better than it was last time. I'm also nervous because this store is in a rebuilding process, short-staffed and without a manager right now. But hopefully it will be alright. I work the next three days :-( but have Saturday off :-). And I get off at 2:00 the next two days, so that's not too bad. One of the keyholders, Lori, is supposed to be training us. Chris says she knows everything we could possibly need to know, so hopefully the training will go well and hopefully I won't be a horrible salesperson.

By the way, I'm not a fan of waking up at 8:30 in the morning. I like being lazy.

Fresh sweet potato chips from the Sobey's deli are DELICIOUS. No wonder they're so bloody expensive.

I'm sorry I'm not better sometimes. I know I can be. I just don't always want to be. And I know that's kind of pathetic.

We've decided to go to family Thanksgiving after all. It's probably going to be chaos, but I just realized today that I really would be sad if we didn't have any kind of a family Thanksgiving. So I'm making horseradish mashed potatoes and the traditional cheesy green beans (with fresh, homemade cheese sauce--not CheezWhiz!). We had Japanese food at Tomo with Christopher's mom today for lunch (her first time! And she tried nigiri sushi, the butterfish, and liked it!), and then had Chinese food for dinner with Mom, Dad, and Bethany. So we pretended to be Asian again today, haha. It was fun, and delicious.

I love Pop Rocks. It's like it's hailing inside my mouth. LOL

So now, last night Dad told us the doctor said Gramma is 6-8 weeks away from coming home. I've decided no one knows anything, since the timeframe seems to keep changing.

That is all.

I wait for Tomo.

I got the job at Benix! I start at 10 on Tuesday. :-) Chris called me himself and said he'd see me then, so I hope that means he's doing my training. He seems like a really nice guy and I think he'd do a good job at training me. Of course, I haven't met anyone else yet, so that's not to say no one else would train me well. But I'm excited. I'm sure the anxiety will come later. Especially since I'm a bit paranoid every time I'm in the mall, that someone from Zellers is going to find me and yell at me. But I think I'll do a lot better here.

And that's pretty much all the news in my life right now. Christopher and I are looking for something to do on Thanksgiving. We were initially going to have dinner with the family, but Gramma's gone and invited extra people and we're really not into larger family meals like that, especially with people I haven't seen very often--because that means when they see us, they'll want to chat about what we've been up to, and I hate being the center of attention like that. And with my social anxiety, it's just bad. So we're looking for something else to do now. Christopher doesn't want to be home if we're not eating with them, because he doesn't want to offend them, so we have to find somewhere else to go. And miss House. :-(

Speaking of Gramma, latest update is that she'll be home in a couple weeks. No idea what the details on that are, though. I don't know if it's really, really definite this time, or if she's going to need in-home care, or what. Will update when I know more.

I love my laptop! I was just telling Christopher, I like using a laptop mouse so much better than a regular, desktop mouse--because it's right here in front of me, instead of off to the side. And now that I've figured out the scrolling and stuff, it works just as well/easily as a desktop mouse. I love it. He thinks I'm crazy.

Christopher and I went to a new sushi place for lunch today called Kaori, in the old Outback building at Hwy 7. First we were brought a complimentary plate of edamame, which I was very excited about because I had always wanted to try it, knowing how nutritious and high in protein it is. I remember seeing Alton Brown make hummus with edamame instead of chickpeas on his show, once. I found them really interesting, and kind of strangely addictive. They're almost like a nutty bean. We ordered an appetizer of agedashi tofu (one of my favorites everywhere!), for starters. For lunch, I had the sushi lunch "B" and Christopher had the sushi lunch "A". Pretty much the same thing, only Christopher's had two more pieces of sushi. Mine came with 2 pieces of salmon, 1 tuna, 1 red snapper, 1 shrimp, and 2 sushis I couldn't identify. Christopher's was nearly the same as mine, but he also got eel. And both lunches also came with California roll. Most of the sushi was pretty tasty. I thought the shrimp had the perfect amount of wasabi; unfortunately it was also VERY chewy, so it wasn't nearly as appetizing as it could have been. One of the unidentified sushis was something extremely rubbery as well--way, way moreso than the shrimp. But overall it was pretty good. I was unimpressed with their salad and let Christopher have most of mine. Had most of my miso soup instead, which I don't usually do. Then they brought us complimentary green tea ice cream for dessert, which was nice. I was worried it would taste overly bitter--like tea, really--but it didn't. The flavour really reminded me of something, but I can't place my finger on what. I enjoyed it, though. Some free food, excellent service, pretty good quality sushi (though, of course, nowhere near Tomo's standards--but who is??). My only regret is that the menu isn't very interesting; there weren't any rolls that I thought, "Man, I've got to try that!" They had some kind of Hawaiian maki with pineapple and mango on it that I would have been willing to try, but Christopher didn't share my interest in that. And nothing else really stood out, to me. Overall, though, it was a pretty good experience and we'll likely go back again sometime.

I am so freaked out. The guy at Benix's name is Chris, right? HE WAS WEARING ONE OF MY HUSBAND'S SHIRTS! Like, the exact same one, not just a similar one. It was SO weird and distracting. But I think the interview went well. We started off talking about sushi joints. LOL He was really nice, said he really liked my personalized cover letter, and he seemed impressed with/seemed to like me. And I could be mistaken, but I swear he said at the end that I will hear from them soon, not that I should or might. So I'm hopeful. But it seems like every time my friends think they blew an interview, they end up getting the job. So I'm a little worried that because I thought it went well, I won't get it. LOL

Information I did get on the job was they pay minimum wage (so, $9.50/hr, going up to $10.25 in March, I believe), and it's a part-time job but he said I could end up with full-time hours (they just can't call it "full-time," because they can't guarantee those hours every week). He did say he doesn't expect it would drop below 20 hr/wk, so that's great.


I missed my chance to goodbye to Old Kitten by a hair (not a hare) today. :-( There's a tabby kitten who came to Pet Valu in a litter when she was 2 months old or so. She got adopted, but the owner brought her back, citing personality conflicts with an older cat. So now she's around 5 months old, and I saw her new owner leaving with her as I was on my way to see Christopher after my interview. I'm sad I didn't get to say goodbye, but the fellow who adopted her looked really happy to have her so I'm happy she's found a (hopefully) good home now. Jack and Wendy (or someone) had named her Kiki when she came back, but since that name is horrible, I just started calling her Old Kitten. There's also an adorable little dark-shaded tabby kitten at Pet Valu right now. She's so chubby and clingy. I love her.

Have I mentioned I love my pretty new laptop?

Benix Chris also mentioned he likes browsing in the Apple Store, so I told him my sister is a Mac Genius in Florida. I thought it was funny that came up.

My laptop arrived this morning! It's so beautiful and pink. I was awoken by the sound of the doorbell at about a quarter after 9, and had to run upstairs with no shoes on to sign for it. But now it's here and it's all mine. Still setting some stuff up on it and we haven't had a chance to network the computers yet, so I don't have access to any stuff from the desktops. But I'm very happy with it.

I have a 3:30 interview with Chris from Benix today. So I have to get ready to go to that soon. Debating whether to just leave with Christopher when he goes to work, or not. I guess I hope it goes well, but my stomach also sort of turns when I think of working so close by to Zellers, with how that went. I've had dreams about Zellers the past two nights. Not nightmares in the sense of being scary, but more in the sense that I just want to forget it ever happened. Plus, even though I know it's not financially feasible now either, the prospect of another job bums me out because it means I know I can't go home anytime soon. Even though I already know that anyway. I do want the job. I guess I just hate the anxiety and depression that has to come along with it because I'm me.

Did I mention I also just started my period this morning?

Admittedly, I know basically nothing about mortgages, interest, etc. But given the hideously low cost of buying a home in Mitchell, if you've got good credit, does it make sense to rent a house there? According to the mortgage calculators on real estate websites, monthly payments for buying a house in Mitchell would be just as cheap as--or cheaper than--renting a house.

I want pizza.

I quit Zellers this week. My first two days were really bad, and my last day was indescribably horrible. My supervisors did not train me as they were supposed to, and that led to a number of situations which made me want to cry all day long. After my last shift, I actually did break down and bawl a few times that night. I just couldn't bring myself to go back to that. So I'm searching for a job again. I'm pretty worried that all places are going to be like this and no one will train me properly, even though that's somewhat irrational. I really miss working at The Daily, and even Coborn's. I really, really wish I could visit home.

In happier news:

Dell shipped my laptop today! It's scheduled to arrive on Thursday, but Christopher says it will probably get here on Monday. I don't know if he's right, but I'm definitely excited.

I made an appointment with Dr. Larsen this morning. The earliest the receptionist could get me in for a PAP test, which I'm overdue for, is over three weeks from now. So I'm sure glad I'm not dying or anything. And I have to wait all the way until the end of November for my routine physical. Additionally, I'm on my own for going to both appointments, because Christopher's working at that time. I wish he could take those days off to go with me, but I know he wouldn't feel comfortable doing so. :-( All of that pretty well sucks, but I guess I'm glad to at least have it scheduled. I'll ask about breast reduction surgery at the first appointment, and I don't know if we'll discuss it then, wait until the physical, or if he'll want me to make a separate appointment just for that. But at least I'm not waiting anymore. Well, actually I am. But I'm not waiting to wait anymore.

I finally bought some new bras: two sports bras, and two regular bras. I'm really hoping they'll fit right because (A) returning items over the Internet sucks and (B) I really bloody need some proper bras. I'm especially excited for the sports bras. We will restart Couch to 5k! Once I have those and know if they're the right fit, I can order more. So I really hope they get here soon too!

/life update


This may be an unpopular opinion, but I think drugging and then raping 13-year-old girls is wrong.