nstead of waking up, showering, and going into work as I normally do, this week I've woken up with a headache almost every day. So, I've been waking up, medicating, going back to bed for a bit, THEN going to work. Thankfully, we have flex time where I work, so I can come in anytime between 6:30 and 9:30 AM- I just have to be there for 8 1/2 hours. Yesterday, I woke up with a MONSTER headache and I got it under control, or so I thought. It came back with a vengeance. And after drugging myself with a combination of Maxalt, Excedrin, ibuprofen and whatever else I thought might work for three or four days this week, I finally threw in the towel. Home I was, and home I remained. I left to pick up my refill of Maxalt at the pharmacy, and headed back home. Andrew came over tonight with dinner and we watched a couple of episodes of Mad Men...I wanted to watch more after the 2nd one (!!!Don Draper Drama!!!), but he has inventory tomorrow morning and I have a hair appointment, then lunch with the girls. So, Don, Betty and the rest gang will have to wait.
It's getting hard to navigate my house: I have boxes stacked in the hallway, my shelves are emptying... CDs, books and DVDs are packed. I left out anything wedding-related and my photography books/manuals in case I need them before I move and get them unpacked. I'm dreading going through all of the things I have stashed in the attic space and back of the closet: Christmas ornaments, a Rubbermaid tub of shirts I keep saying I'm going to make into a t-shirt quilt but haven't yet, a box of scrapbooks and annuals from high school and college that I dug into pulling things for Brandi's funeral in February and never re-sealed. I am so excited to move into the house with Andrew and have "our" place instead of "yours" and "mine". It will be nice to not have a time limit on our togetherness and to actually be able to see him during the week as opposed to now, where it's a half hour drive either way, and we both have to go home first to check on our dog/dogs before doing anything. Moving day is coming quickly, then he'll be leaving on a business trip not too long after so I'll be ALONE in a new house. Well, alone with three dogs to keep me company. And I'm sure I'll have plenty to keep me occupied...unpacking, maybe getting some painting done...and I'm sure there will be something wedding-related I can take care of :)
210 Days to go!
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