Oh, indigestion, what a treat. I seem to be back on a Bad Gall Bladder Diet. Stay away from spice, fat, heavy carbs, so mainly delicious things. I woke up still feeling gross, and wow, was I tired and grumpy. But in the shower, I felt so hopeful, I even came up with a gameplan. Maybe I could look for a job, and by the 6 Month old stage, we could jet to some small place in BC; and Justin could take over paternity leave for the next 6 months (or forever?).
Things kept going good, for a Monday. Toast tasted great, a london fog from insomnia, but then Paul talked to me and things went downhill. But I still feel better having some inspiration.
On the way home from work I was such a bitch, but even after that, J massaged my feet, my body, then ran out for Chinese as requested (in the cold rain). I am so grateful for a husband who tolerates my bad moods, who knows I am more than a bad mood.
Oh, I'm also grateful to receive a beautiful card from Steph and Roger in the mail. It made me desire stationary and to write back!
Great day:)
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