Commencing countdown engines on…
(testing out my fancy new iPhone)
I’m still alive! I promise. I’m busier than I can even explain, my mom’s in town to keep an eye on Abbers while the hubs’ parents are on vacation, we have a wedding to attend this weekend, blah blah blah. So yeah. I’m busy.
HOWEVER, loose ends to be tied:
1) My mammogram was without fanfare and also without anything out of the ordinary. So, I’ll have another again at some point. Maybe in 2 years. Although I got some weird rash where my shoulders touched the machine. Minus two points.
B) That kick-ass bamboo dry erase board? It arrived and OH SO PRETTY. And yet, was too large to fit anywhere in my house where it made sense. SADFACE. I put it back in the box and shipped it back to CB2 on Monday. A little piece of my heart broke. Although I learned a lesson: measure once, order once.
and the biggest bullet point:
#) Tomorrow is the end of the month. Which means this is the end of my first ever online shopping hiatus, which I failed miserably. When all was said and done, I had ordered that dry erase board, 2 pairs of Toms shoes (one for me and one for Abbers), and a Groupon for auto work, which kind of doesn’t count since we saved money on something we would have purchased anyway, but in the interest of full disclosure – there it is. And I TRIED to buy my Toms at Nordstrom but they didn’t have my size in stock and apparently wouldn’t FOREVER, so I bought them from Nordstrom.com instead.
Grand total spent online: $155
Minus Groupon and dry erase board (since I sent it back): $85
So, I did better this month, but not awesome.
I dare say I will try again next month.
Also, I got an iPhone last week, so I hope to be posting random photos of le bebeh more often since she’s turning into a stranger around these parts. I know you’re all really here for her anyway. Who wouldn’t be?
…if you enjoy reading my blog (and GOOD GOD WHO WOULDN’T?!), would you mind giving me a couple of clicks?
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Oh, and thanks.
I bought something online.
But it was necessary.
I visited my therapist this week and unloaded on her. She agreed that the culmination of the past month’s events would be enough to send anyone over the edge, no less someone who’s very familiar with PPD/A.
Sometimes it just takes hearing it from someone else’s mouth to make it all the more easy to deal with.
I can’t control a lot of things, like when Abby gets sick, or when scary stuff happens at work. I CAN try to control other things, like how much sleep I get, or stopping myself from feeling overwhelmed.
So, we devised a plan which I later shared with the hubs about how we as a family can help me, the mama, not go off the deep end. One plan is how we handle our sleep situations when Abby’s sick (like alternating having someone sleep on the couch (and that person gets the uninterrupted sleep) every other night). Another is assigning chores and days to complete them for the house. I left her office feeling optimistic; still on-edge, but optimistic. Once I finally got enough cojones to talk to the hubs (like I said before, I have communication issues) and we discussed things, I feel better.
Immediately, I knew what I had to do.
I had to buy this:
The bamboo dry erase board by CB2. I had the remnants of the gift card left after making our combined birthday purchase of this duvet. So, after docking the $35 I had left on there, this only cost me about $35 (with shipping).
I know, I broke my month long online shopping hiatus. But I really feel like this will be SO VERY HELPFUL in our kitchen so we’re both reminded of our daily chores. If we know I’m only going to do laundry on certain days of the week, I know it should all be downstairs near the washing machine or it’s not going to get done. And if the hubs sees that it’s Sunday night and he should take care of the recycling & garbage, then I wont’ have to be a nag. Hopefully, it’ll turn our house into a well oiled machine, instead of being on OSHA’s watch list with a manic, chocolate & wine inhaling micro-manager at the helm.
Not to mention this so much prettier than those ugly white dry erase boards. Am I right? Can I get a witness?
In any case, I will not buy anything else this month. And if I don’t, I’m still $165 richer than I was last month.
In other news? SNOW IS MELTING. ABBY IS GETTING BETTER. LIGHT AT THE END OF THE WINTER TUNNEL.
And I think this weekend we’re going to finally replace the point & shoot camera I lost on the way to Mexico earlier this year. (Hence the lack of cute Abbers videos lately.) Get ready to be bombarded by the cute.
This afternoon, I have an appointment for my first mammogram. Yes, I am young (30, if you must know), but I have good reason to be starting so soon. Breast cancer surrounds me. My dad’s mom & sister both had it (and both are in remission), two of my mom’s sisters had it (one is in remission, one sadly passed away almost 3 years ago). My grandmother passed away due to a 5 year battle with ovarian cancer, which is closely linked to breast cancer. I’ve posted about these things many times. (For all the posts, click here.)
So, when I reached the ripe old age of 30, it was decided that I should begin annual mammograms. Did you know you’re not supposed to wear deodorant (for me, Dove Clinical) or lotion (Philosophy’s Pure Grace) when you have a mammogram? My appointment is at three-something today. Do you get where I’m going with this?
I am sweaty. My arms are dry. And I smell.
I LOADED the perfume on when I left the house for work today. It has been no match. Luckily (for everyone else) I don’t have any meetings today, so no one should be subjected to the horror that is my armpits.
My mom (who thankfully has been cancer free, and also doesn’t carry the breast cancer gene) ensured me that they would have like, baby wipes there to get the deoderant off, and that I should just wear it. Ma, I know you’re probably right, but this deod is FOR REAL. It doesn’t come off easily. And I don’t want any false alarms when it comes to smooshing my dirty pillows in highly technological machine.
So, I shall stink. And hopefully have an “all clear” after today.