Disillusions of Grandeur

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Playing Catch Up

The last month and half has been a blur. I was sick, there was the inevitable holiday madness, etc, etc, etc. I missed WAY too many doses of Enbrel for my rheumatoid arthritis. This led to much random pain which messed with my sleep and had me off kilter. It's been all around funky. Whew! Glad all that nonsense is over.

Now, I'm playing catch up. All the mountains of things that piled up during this time waited patiently for my return and attention. Far too patiently. It would have been nice if they'd wandered off and gotten bored and not come back. So, the mending is done. The house is clean again. That weird smell that was nagging at me that I could never find the source of has since returned to it's natural habitat. Thankfully, that is somewhere else entirely.

In the midst of the madness, I started watching a ton of TV with J in the evenings. Ok, not really "TV" because we don't actually have any sort of cable or broadcast thing. We do, however, have Netflix streaming on the Xbox. For me, TV viewership is a love/hate thing that alternately is lots of fun or a plague of my existence. Farscape is the current show. I admit to a fondness for the abundance of shots of Ben Browder's backside, but really, do I need to devote 2 hours a night to it? It's getting anxiety provoking. So many things that I want to do, now even less time to do it. It's more complex than that, tied up in wifely time with my darling husband. Yet, it's interfering with my awaiting books and nail play time and I end up feeling strangely angry with the TV. See? It's giving me anxiety right now.

Alas, the dryer is buzzing. Time to change out the laundry. The last load of the week. Thank goodness the kids are in charge of their own now. Back to chores and when that's done, it's time to make dinner.