Wow! It’s been two months since I last posted. OVER two months.
It’s hard to come up with things to write about, but it’s not like I have a fan-base here. This is 100% for me. Those others who read and comment are just a bonus.
The last few months have been jam-packed. My Peanut turned 13 in February. THIRTEEN! I am officially the mom of a teenager. WTF?! LOL However, he’s a REALLY good kid, so I can’t say I’m dreading the teens too much.
After THAT milestone, we moved forward to adopt a rescue dog.
Mona is a full bred German Shepherd Dog (seriously, that’s their “official” name). She is absolutely wonderful and we love her tons!
- Mona and Peanut
The first night we had her, she spent the whole night checking on my boys (I had my nephew that day too). Would get up, check on them and then go lay back down. All. Night. She’s still skittish, but she’s getting braver, gaining weight and playing. She’s an absolute joy. :-)In some sad news, we had to send our kitty, Flash, to live with my sister and nephew. He was getting beat up by the bully (Tiger) and was terrified of the dog. He rarely came out of the basement. My nephew’s cat (Jackson) had recently died and Jackson’s sister, Miley, was sad and lonely. Flash just happened to be their sibling, so it was a win-win arrangement. My nephew wound up with a super loveable fuzzball and Flash had a new, stress-free home 🙂 We miss him terribly, but being good parents, we knew he had to be in a calmer environment (didn’t hurt that we can visit him whenever :-p)
I celebrated my 39th birthday. It was a very nice time. I missed my mom tho. However, I DID have a card from her. She apparently had shopped for it over the summer and stashed it. My sister found it while going through papers. It was seriously cool (although, I have my suspicions that my sister actually got the card and made up the story, but I’ll choose to believe the story 😉
Went on a crafting weekend with my Bitches. LOL We had a great time and I got quite a few pages done (scrapbooking). I’m quite enamored with them and am proud of my accomplishments.
Last weekend was 6 months that my mother has been gone. 😦 It seems like forever and yesterday. I miss her so much it’s painful. She didn’t get to see her first grandchild become a teenager. She didn’t get to hear about the lovely, lovely compliments I get from Peanut’s homeroom/Language Arts teacher. She didn’t get to meet Mona (or slap me in the head for getting yet ANOTHER pet). There’s a hole that I don’t know how to fill. I know it will never heal, but the edges are still raw and the scab has yet to begin forming. *sigh* It’s gonna be a long road.
Which leads me to the fact that we’re seriously beginning to empty her house and prepare her “estate”. It’s frustrating, heart-wrenching and ridiculous all at the same time. We’ve giggled. We’ve cried (well, *I* did) and we’ve fought. The fighting I could do without, tyvm! Siblings are fun…sometimes.
I’ve been seeing a therapist since the month after my mom died as well as taking some medications. We’ve tweaked the meds a bit, but have discovered the original plan seems to work best for me (went from Celexa to Welbutrin, back to Celexa). I have sleep issues, but the Welbutrin wasn’t helping with my short fuse. The Celexa allows me to just let things “roll off”, but I still have a “normal” range of emotions. I’m also on Lamictal (because I’m apparently bi-polar…not really hard to swallow, but kinda hard to admit). Also taking 1000 mg of Vitamin D (because I was pretty deficient). Have yet to buy more of my multivitamin, but I’m getting there.
Back to therapy. It’s been helpful, but I seem to ramble on about everything and nothing and my choo-choo jumps tracks about fifty’leven times. This, among other things/habits, makes my therapist think I may have ADD. There’s also a possibility that I have a twinge of OCD. Now, I’ve been joking for years that I have ADD/OCD, but I was just joking. Apparently, I just might really have them. Have to talk to my doc and see what she says/suggests. Yet another thing to remember to talk about.
I have to talk to my doc about the pain in my hip (yoinked it over the weekend). Sometimes it paralyses me (especially when I’m prone) and hurts like the dickens! I’ve also discovered a lump on my right foot. It’s hard, but not particularly painful, so I shall have to get that checked out too.
On top of all this, I’ve made a complete and utter mess of my finances. I chalk that up to the med changes and stupidity. Yet again, I have to maniacly play games to fix everything.
It’s so much fun being me!