All good things

After taking a four day weekend, during which I didn't do a whole hell of a lot of anything, I have to go back to work tomorrow. I cannot say I'm excited about it because I left a lot to do in my hurry to get the hell out of the building.

I can say that I did get a couple of things done. A couple more boxes emptied. Some things moved around in the house so at least the dining room table is where it should be. If I can get a couple more of those things done, I'll be good to go.

Of course, I still haven't had many people over. A friend of mine dropped by today. It makes the place a little bit more mine when I can show it to people. The guys from work still haven't made it by. I'm not going to sweat it too much. My family will be out in a couple of weeks so I'm sure I'll have a good time then. Of course, when my sister comes, she's bringing her rott Shelly. I'm sure the three cats will enjoy that. I expect a lot of hiding that weekend. Which will probably help my mother breathe, as she is allergic to cats.

I still haven't heard back from my new Dr. about the bloodtests she ran. I guess I'll call tomorrow. She already gave me celebrex for the arthritis (!!!!) I have in my ankle. She also gave me this feel good med call Lexpro. Back on antidepressents. She probably did that because I told her I was binge eating. I don't think you are supposed to see your dr.'s eye's get big when you tell her all the things that you do wrong, but oh well. She also ordered me to go to Weight Watcher's, but I haven't checked that out yet. There is something about going to this group meeting and getting weighed in front of a group that gives me the heebee geebees. (I'm pretty sure that isn't the correct spelling, but I'm not about to look that one up.)

Well, I hear a cigarette calling my name, the kids want to take one last romp around the yard to stalk things and then I'm off to bed. Wish me luck tomorrow.