I have thoroughly entertained myself this evening with this little game. I am a sick one. Go on and play. You know you want to.
On another note, I was so pleased to come home this evening and open my blinds to sunlight!!! I feel like we’re slowly emerging from the doldrums of winter. I even wore flip flops today. Partly because I’m tempting “walking pneumonia”, but mostly because I needed to wear pumps today and I didn’t want to be uncomfortable all day unnecessarily.
I have a rule on socks. April 1st – October 1st there shall be none. I’m pushing it this year, I know. It’s going to be back in the 30s next weekend. I’ll enjoy it while it lasts.
I went bra shopping last week. Right before being disappointed by the fact that Victoria’s Secret doesn’t have
the next size up (read: my
size) I noticed how unbalanced I looked in the mirror. Upon further examination I noticed a golf ball sized mass under my left arm that I’d never seen before. My shopping spree came to an abrupt end. I went to the doctor the next day. He is trying a course of antibiotics first in the event that it’s an infection from shaving or a reaction from deodorant. If it doesn’t diminish, more tests. I was supposed to call him after three days. I’ve got 2 days left (out of 10) on the antibiotics and I’m afraid there hasn’t been much of a change. Maybe a slight change, but I’m not sure if it’s really gone down, or if I’ve just gotten used to it. It has me pretty worried when I think about it. So I try not to think about. I know, great plan–ignore it and hope it goes away.
I bought tons of produce this weekend. Spring makes me want to eat lots of fresh produce. Or maybe I’m trying to stock pile anti-carcinogenic foods.
This post is boring me to sleep. I hope it’s nothing. I hope it goes away. I don’t want to deal with this.