Welp, it makes me fart.

Morning all, sitting here waiting for the sun to come up again. I’ve taken today’s dose of insulin, and am waiting to take my pills.

I’ve been around humans a bit too much again. I got to go to aftercare to speak. The next day, a good friend was down from up North on a camping trip. Personally, I’d rather camp, but with the fibro being a cow, it wasn’t going to happen.

I visited with my friend for the afternoon. Then, at suppertime, I snuck off home. I was overwhelmed by humanity, at that point, and decided to be off.

I was locked out of the house because my husband had a shit fit again. The problem? I had a completely full bladder, and really needed to go. He’s not the sharpest tool in the box, but I love him.

Why didn’t I have the keys to the house with me? I have no idea. They were on my keychain I thought. But then again, I didn’t double check. My fault on that one. I’m sure that they are in the desk somewhere.

Meanwhile, I’ve had a couple of sodas again. My body doesn’t like soda, but for traveling to and fro, soda is cheaper than iced coffee. So, I had soda. Holy smokes, I haven’t farted this much in forever and a day.

Sighs. It is what it is. Poor Duke didn’t get to snuggle up behind me for my nap this evening. He normally will. But the thunder rolled, and the poor guy just couldn’t take it.

On that note, hope you are well. Beans are excellent sources of fiber, and when you wash them down with soda, it is a double threat.



The behinder I get

Young Master Duke just stopped me. I was rushing all around trying to get to a meeting I thought I was late for. That meeting is tomorrow. Sighs.

I woke up late this morning, and my brain was thinking… “There’s your problem” to quote the great James Hyneman and Adam Savage.

It wasn’t for another 20 minutes that I realized that I hadn’t given Duke his pain meds yets. So I sat down a second. He was quite gentle and patient with me. Then I saw that it was a day before the day I needed to be all over hell and gone again.

FFS. I do what I can. But then again, I was late for and already missed a meeting this morning as it is. I just like the one meeting.

Sighs. Life gets teejious.

Hugs my friends, I’m going to grab a cuppa and some stitching, and sit for a few. My brain, the hurrieder I go, the behinder I get. Hugs, -L