Yesterday was a semi-typical Saturday. I got up, showered and dressed, Al took the car in for an oil change, and I was waiting for Corri to get home from Jason's. I'm guessing either she didn't tell him yet, or she told him and he was as understanding as we hoped he'd be. She spent the night at his house Friday night.
At first she texted me that she was going to be leaving there shortly to come home, and then in the next breath, she texts me that she's staying there and not coming home until today because Jason has to clean before his brother will work on his car. I was more than a little miffed at her because she knew we'd planned to go grocery shopping since there is literally no food in the house. I had to call Al and tell him she wasn't coming home and ask him to stop for food for lunch, and then we had to eat out for dinner as well. At least I was smart when we had dinner. We ordered Chinese and I got enough so there'd be leftovers for lunch today until she gets back home again.
I told Corri off in a text message and let her know that I was pissed because she KNEW the plan for the day, promised she'd be home, and then she was inconsiderate by throwing a monkey wrench into the plans for the day. She didn't even respond to that. Yes, as much as I will miss my sister when she goes into rehab, I will not miss her selfishness.
Anyway, Al and I wound up spending all that time together. We went out to Target and looked around, picking up a couple of things we needed and only one thing we didn't need, which was a vest jacket for me. It's so nice and comfortable. Not the warmest thing for my arms, but that's okay. I like having my arms free. We also got some new lingerie for me.
When we got back home, I posted this on Facebook:
New 4 1/2" wedge heels - $40
New lingerie - $80
A night alone with my husband - PRICELESS
Yeah, we got some nookie. Lots of nookie. Enjoyable nookie, too.
Later on in the evening, I got antsy. I needed to get out of the house. We got dressed again and went to Walgreen's to pick up my Byetta prescription that was finally ready. While we were there, the pharmacist checked into over the counter menopause supplements that will hopefully stop these horrid symptoms I'm having. I looked up the information on Web MD before we left the house and was pleased to find the pharmacist recommended the exact same thing I discovered. Nature's Bounty offers an herbal supplement called Black Cohosh, which has had really good results with alleviating menopausal symptoms in women over in Europe. Unfortunately, Walgreen's was out of it, so we drove to Osco, which was on the way home anyway. They had a buy one, get one free deal, but there was only one bottle left. I got the supplement and a rain check for a free bottle, then came home and took my first one. I'm hoping I'll see some results quickly. You take this supplement 1 - 3 times per day, with meals. I figure I'll start out taking two a day, when I take the rest of my meds, and if need be, I'll bump it to three. Wish me luck.
I wanted to stay up later last night because Al wanted some more nookie, but being up at 4:30 in the morning yesterday caught up with me around 10:30-10:45pm. I asked him to come lay down in bed with me until I fell asleep. I know he was disappointed not to get anymore sex, but he did take me to bed and curled up against me until I fell asleep. He got up once I was out, but he said he ate his almond cookies, drank one cup of coffee, and came right back to bed because it felt good to be laying next to me and he was suddenly tired.
I woke a little before 6:00am this morning and came out to the computer for a while before deciding to grab my clothes and get a shower. I got Al up a little before 8:00am, not on purpose, however. He woke up when I turned on the bedroom light to find my clothes. We're supposed to be going to church this morning, but that's not going to happen. It's already 8:18am and Mass starts at 9:00am. The next one isn't until 11:00am, and then we won't be home in time for the Bears game. I know, my priorities are really screwed.
I told Al about buying weed this week when I get paid. He's fine with it, as long as I don't smoke it when he's home. If I do, I have to do it in the bathroom with the door closed and the vent fan on. I'm good with that. The notes I got yesterday were correct. I am an adult and can decide to do this. I haven't smoked weed in nearly 20 years. Fortunately, I don't take the Clonazepam often, which is my tranquilizer, so I'm fairly certain that I will get toasted after just a couple of hits of the chronic. I bought a really pretty bowl online and can't wait for it to arrive. In the meantime, Jason is going to bring me rolling papers so I can smoke it.
I think I was worried about how people would react to me getting high, which is why I wrote about it, but you know, I don't hide things, especially here in my diary. I do worry about how people view me, even if I shouldn't worry about it. It won't change who I am, and I don't intend to become a constant toker. It really IS just to calm me when I'm having panic attacks. A bag is going to last me for a good long while.
Well, Corri is supposed to be coming home after the Bears game and we're going to do the shopping. I guess I'll go now and start my day. Have a blessed Sunday and know that you are loved. |
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