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Note to Self: You do NOT handle steroids well!

As I’ve mentioned before, I have arthritis in my neck and bulging discs hitting my spinal cord. This has caused weakness in my right arm and a decrease in grip strength, among other very painful issues in my neck/shoulder area itself. (I personally feel having this issue in my left arm would be way better, but apparently God didn’t agree – so here we are.)

Yesterday, I received my first round of steroid injections to help decrease my pain and regain the full use of my right arm.

I’ve taken Prednisone in the past and always have a hard time with it. Basically, I feel crazy, can’t sleep, and get super jittery. I also tend to go into anxiety overload!

BIG OOF!

~Alexis, aka Thing 1

For some reason, I really thought having steroids shot directly into my spine would prevent these side effects…

After being up pretty much all night and feeling like my skin is crawling I can officially say:

THAT WAS THE MOST RIDICULOUS THOUGHT I’VE EVER HAD IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!

I just wanted to share my stupidity with the rest of you. Feel free to point, laugh & call me names. I’m definitely doing it!

Happy Friday! 😊

How’s your weekend starting out? Please tell me you’re all feeling better than me!!

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Note to Self: You’re Not on Vacation Anymore!

Well, I’m back (sorta)!

We had an amazing time on our vacation. But I think my brain may still be there!

I cannot seem to get back into the swing of things now that I’m back home… I don’t feel like cleaning, writing, cooking, or really doing anything that requires effort at all. Even carrying on coherent, meaningful conversations is just too much! Why can’t I just Cyndi Lauper my life away?

I’m aware that my refusal to be a productive member of society again probably means the cruise we took spoiled me just a little too much!

For now, I’m okay with it. I’m usually so stressed about everything that’s it’s nice to have a more laid back attitude… At least until I starve as I chill in my dusty home reading books and talking to people on the internet. (Can someone remind me to eat occasionally?)

Seriously, am I the only person who struggles to get back into the normal flow of life after vacation? What do you do to get motivated again?

Posted in about me, faith, family, Note to Self, Uncategorized, While I was Away...

Note to Self: You're failing miserably at…

So I basically suck at blogging.
If you found this blog when I started it last summer, then you may have noticed that I went from posting almost daily to  being almost eerily silent.  You may have also noticed that I’ve occasionally changed a background or something, but haven’t bothered to even post a quick “hey y’all, how’s it goin’?” since November .
Of course, it’s more likely that you barely noticed I’ve been gone at all – much like the tabs on my page that I just discovered disappeared at some point during my tinkering.
Oh, before I forget…

Hey y’all!  How’s it goin’?  
And now back to our regularly scheduled blog post…

No excuses, no reason, I’m just failing at being a blogger.
It’s not for lack of trying, or for lack of something to say.  (I’ve always got something to say!)   It’s just that I can’t stay focused on writing a post.  I start, then stop to browse other themes, then start on a completely different post, then move on to whatever in my real life requires me.
The number of unfinished drafts I have saved on my laptop is actually a little embarrassing.

But it’s not just blogging.  I’m really starting to think I may be failing at life in general.  (Yep, that’s right — you get a grade for this life thing.)
So let’s start with the last thing I posted about…  NaNoWriMo.
I won!  YAY!  I didn’t fail at writing a novel in 30 days!  I’m so amazing…
After finishing the first draft of my novel in November, I tucked it safely away in it’s little Scrivener folder and moved on to my next unfinished project.
Much like this blog, I’ve visited my NaNo novel many times and even done some editing here and there…  but that’s as far as it’s gone.  At this rate, it might be ready for a first reader somewhere around the year 2040.
So “F” number #1 goes to…  failing miserably as a novelist.
Let’s move on to “F” number #2, shall we… Continue reading “Note to Self: You're failing miserably at…”

Posted in faith, family, Remodeling

Note to Self: It's OKAY, just breathe.

So the bathroom I told you all about last week is still not done.   I’ve ran into quite a bit of unexpected issues…  the latest of which, I’m pretty sure almost caused a nervous breakdown.
Our house was built in the 1950’s so there are a lot of things that were made sometime before my parents were born.  One of these things…  the light/heater/vent in the bathroom.  Apparently, they stopped making that particular model in 1958.
I was starting to feel like I’m never going to get the bathroom done after realizing we can’t even get replacement parts for the stupid thing and the wiring is all bad and needs to be replaced.
This wasn’t even what prompted the almost breakdown!  It was walking into the living room and seeing that this has happened: Continue reading “Note to Self: It's OKAY, just breathe.”

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Note to Self: Must watch more TV in order to understand your life.

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I think I’ve mentioned it before, but we don’t have cable… we also don’t have a whole lot of time.
Our evenings are filled with a lot of running around like chickens with their heads off cut, homework, headless chicken mimicking,  me pretending I’m a taxi driver, and sometimes…  headless chicken mimicking (no offense intended to headless chickens). Continue reading “Note to Self: Must watch more TV in order to understand your life.”

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Note to Self: Kill Your Darlings Before They Kill You

Yes, yes I am writing little notes to myself again.  I’ve already confessed my post-it addiction…
Don't Judge me
So, I have no idea who said it first…  I think maybe Faulkner, but the internet fairies are being really stingy with the answers today.  I found 5 other possible originators of the phrase…

KILL YOUR DARLINGS.

Continue reading “Note to Self: Kill Your Darlings Before They Kill You”