I turned 36 today. My DH met me for lunch, my dad sent me flowers, which was sweet, but it was also depressing – they had the kind of lilies that are present at every single funeral and the smell permeated my office.
We traveled to my hometown for Thanksgiving – Sugar and Spice loved, loved, loved it but the poor things were so out of their routine, it was rough for them sleep and crankiness-wise. Sugar would not sleep the first night at my sister’s unless she was physically touching me – I felt bad for her but it made me feel warm and fuzzy too. I broke my sister’s washing machine while we were there and just forked out $500 to replace it. DH told me not to fill it so full but I ignored him – and he claims that is a classic example how I never listen to him and that he does not feel like a partner a lot of times. Sigh. Crushed my heart. He is right. Have work to do.
I got the results of my colposcopy back. Abnormalities on the outside and inside the canal of my cervix. Have to have surgery in an OR to remove it. Sometime in January. Not looking forward to that but so glad it is not cancer, I can deal with pre-cancerous growths.
I cannot keep up with regular life. Mail, bills, cleaning, organizing, showering, cooking, working, pictures, baby books, you name it, I am COMPLETELY overwhelmed. I have always been ahead of the curve as far as getting shit done. I cannot seem to get anything done. My plan is to start making a pot of coffee when I get home and try to crank away. That is what I am doing now – I came home to see my sweeties, now I am going to log on and work and try to jam some stuff out.