I think Ive hit the peak of the side effects. I better be or I don't know if I can make it to November.
Im having major anxiety problems, and feeling so hopeless. It also seems like the fatigue is getting worse every day.
Maybe its the fact that Ive gotten my house on the market in one weekend, and am keeping it semi-clean daily (VERY hard for me). Or the fact that I was cooking at girls camp for a week, with very little sleep (by my current standards). Could be that my leg is swollen something awful in the heat. It may have something to do with no one putting an offer on our house (although josh says it will happen this week).
Its most likely this stupid (but cute) puppy thats been peeing on my floor.
Ginger. You bet I got a twinkle in my eye when I thought maybe there was another curse word I could use around the house without really swearingOur marriage has lasted 8 years, 3 kids, 3 moves, building a house, cancer, cancer treatments, but I dont know if it can survive this puppy.
I would use the line 'either the puppy goes or I go,' but I'm pretty sure he would pack my bags.