I think I am going to have to call the doctor on Monday. I have seriously had this headache for about a week now. I can only take Tylenol, and even when I take that with caffeine, it doesn't help. It starts at my eyes and goes all the way to the back of my head. Fun. Even makes my ears hurt. Yay.
Now that I write this, I wonder if I said this exact thing in my last post where I was whining. Hmmm. Oh well.
I managed to do two loads of laundry today. All of A's work clothes are washed and hung up to dry. I still probably have another load to do though, because although I emptied the hamper, I have a pile of dirty clothes on my side of the bed. I noticed when I was hanging clothes up that most of it was A's. I guess I need to start aiming for the hamper more.
Yesterday A and I went to Home Depot and got the paint for our bathroom. We are going with a beach theme in there, so the bottom half of the walls is going to be a deep tan/light brown and the top half a bright shade of blue. Then I'm going to get some white shelves to put up. I could tell that the in-laws didn't really like the colors. I try not to take them too seriously, even though it's hard. I'm hoping that once they see it up on the walls and all put together they won't mind. Even if they do, it is mine and A's house, not theres. True, we may be renting from them, but we are also intending to buy the house too, so that should count for something.
Another event happened yesterday, and it scared the shit out of me. The guy who is in charge of doing our bathroom was here working and since the cereal I had planned to eat was stale, I wanted to go to McDonalds to get some breakfast. I let him know that I was going - I even asked him if he wanted anything! I go and get my egg and cheese biscuit and everything is fine. When I turn onto my street coming back, who do I see roaming a neighbor's yard? My dog Oreo! The guy had somehow let her out! I rolled down my window and called her name and she came to me. But when I opened the door and called for her to get in, she looked at me like she didn't know me. I had to put the car in park and had to get out, pick her up, and put her in my car. When I got back into to the house and checked to make sure the cats were still here, I asked the guy if he knew that he had let my dog out and did he leave the sliding glass door open. All he said was, "Oh, Oreo was probably just visiting her neighborhood dog friends down the street". Um, no, she wasn't. She isn't a dog that you can trust off her leash. She was confused. I was livid.
All day I've been thinking that it's Sunday. Don't know why. I was just sitting here wondering why it was taking A so long to eat with his family when I realized, oh, it's Saturday and they probably had to wait. I wasn't feeling good enough to go and didn't want to try it since last Saturday A had to take me home while we were waiting for a table at Olive Garden. Plus, they were going to Tumble Weed and that place makes me poop. So I'm just sitting here waiting for my queso and hoping that I will be able to eat it once it gets here.
It must be my luck that the third Harry Potter movie just came on. I finished that book last week. I'm about halfway through the 4th one now. I would already be done if I hadn't been dealing with such a bad headache.
I suppose I'm done rambling for now. Plus, I have to pee and my head is pounding. Hmmm, pound cake sounds good.
Damnit! Why do I do this? I tell you, commercials are going to get the best of me. All I have to do is see it on tv, hear someone say it, or even say something that reminds me of it. I can't even remember all the things I wanted last night. None of them were feasible, of course.
Ok, now I'm done. Seriously.
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