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Things seem to be moving at a snail’s pace in all things it seems.
I have a bit of a health abnormality going on. Lethargy. Hair loss. Weird random occurring symptoms. Even my cycle is off (I don’t think I used that word in a very long time… such is the life of an always infertile). Blood tests haven’t uncovered anything other than high cholesterol and a vitamin D deficiency.
Oh, and a very non-medical malaise that is called STRESS.
The funny thing is I’ve gotten a million words of assvice from folks I encounter when I describe my symptoms. Go figure. Just like the infertility days when I was told that “if I just relax”, it will resolve all my problems! THE problem is, I would love to just relax, for…. say…..the rest of this year. In bed.
I am dog tired.
I’ve not been eating well either, which probably makes it worse. Or sleeping well, which makes me wonder how I manage to get through the day. After the copious amounts of caffeine, that is. At least I don’t smoke or drink.
Damn, I sound like a hot mess.
Meanwhile, you may be wondering, “hey, what about the adoption?”. Yeah, well, I got nothing there either. It seems there is a shortage of birthmoms at my agency. We are still waiting. And I have a feeling the wait is going to be longer than estimated. I am kind of equally frustrated and disappointed at this fact. I am looking ahead and starting to doubt my path. Another post for another time….
My job has been going okay, but I am wistful of the old days in corporate life. Business is slow. Thanks to the lackluster American economy, business is almost non-existent in my new industry. Competitors are dropping like flies. We are one of the few family-owned companies that are still solvent, but with winter approaching, I am readying myself to have to look for yet another job. Or, beg my old employer to hire me back. That topic deserves its own post too.
What do they say about the best laid plans?
Ah yes, so that brings me to Mr. X who is quite close to nuclear meltdown in his current job. Wait, he’s been at this point for the last year so I guess nothing has changed here.
But! I do have some good news….
Turtle boy has been doing well so far in the third grade. He has been bringing home some impressive grades, and just won a little art contest in school. Ah ha! Someone in the family that has their shit together is an awesome thing, right??
I guess the message to all of this is, it’s hard to know when you have a good thing. My lesson this year has been just that. Except I have no idea what “good” is anymore. But, as I have throughout my entire life, mistakes will guide the way.
Here I thought I emerged as a beaten-down unsuccessful infertile, reborn with new insight on living life… Only to be challenged again.
In my silly world, it only seems appropriate that life has thrown me another curveball.
What’s the fun in normal and stress-free?
to quote my Daddy, “The hard times are for character building.”
Got that right.
Sorry you are feeling so tired and with no answers as to why… well, other than the stress. If you find a way to get a year in bed, I’m snuggling in with you because that sounds absolutely glorious!
Glad to hear Turtle is doing well. MG has had some struggles with starting kindergarten but she seems to be settling in now – I hope!