'Destiny'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I almost wish I had cataracts, because if I could get my vision to a level where glasses didn't cost this so GD much I would be eternally grateful.
It's kind of weird to realize that in two weeks I won't need glasses except for reading, and those can be got anywhere. I got the lens implants that correct for astigmatism, which cost $800 extra.
We're home from the beach. The huge snow banks are slightly smaller than when we left.
I didn't finish reading the organizing books this weekend because I mostly read magazines instead, but I was thinking that I feel so much calmer and less anxious when I'm at the beach, and part of it is probably being near the ocean. But I was also thinking that part of it is because Mom's house is so neat and organized. I'm never struggling to figure out where something is when I'm there, etc.
G has a half day at school on Friday, and I agreed babysit him for the afternoon. So, I guess I have to clean up the house to presentable between now and then.
The hospital that I currently go to for my pregnancy makes everything far more difficult than the one I was going to for fertility treatment. It should not take over and hour to just drop off a sample, and they charge for valet with a handicap plate.
That is ridiculous, sj!
WTF, sj?!
!!!! Disapprove.
I have to change my marital status on my W-4 from married to single. Do not want.
I just turned on the air conditioning! Also just saw a wasp. Spring is officially here.
Old hospital. I would drop off the car with the valet, go directly to the lab, tell them nothing had changed with my information, and if for some reason the orders were not in the computer they would take the sample anyway and call my doctor after I left. I'd be back in my car 10 minutes later.
New hospital I drop off my car, give my name at the front desk, wait 15 minutes for the registration person to tell them nothing changed, go back to the waiting room and wait another 15 minutes to be called into the lab, find out the orders are not in the computer and wait around for a half hour while they try to contact my doctor. So frustrating and I have no cell reception there and hadn't eaten enough. So, I was a raging hormonal bitch monster by the time I left.