This is what I heard today as I sat waiting for the doctor to come and speak with me to question whether I have reached the "normal" zone again or not. So here's how it went down....
I was sitting and minding my own business, waiting patiently. Through the wall I hear,
"Your wife doesn't have any symptoms?"
"No."
Inaudible chatter.
"This is going to be a little uncomfortable. I have to stick this in the end of your urethra."
More inaudible.
More fuzz.
"Well, chlamydia isn't all that uncommon."
So, here's me sitting and listening intently as a health educator. I admit it. I put my ear closer to the wall. Who wouldn't? Let's be honest here. How would you like to be at THAT dinner table tonight? Yikes. Either wifey gave it to hubby and has something to share or hubby gave it to wifey and she just doesn't know it yet. The dog's been out prowling somewhere along the way in any case! My concerns paled in comparison.
So, all checked out well at the doc's. I am good to go for a few months. I think that I have, in fact, fallen back into the "normal" zone. Here's l'il ole me kicking ass and taking names.
I need to update my Coach fund. I am actually now at $18 and I am considering that I did not have a contact yesterday with "him" since I was asked by a student to forward the message. I believe I am justified in this thinking since "he" did respond and I did not respond back. Bite me, pal. You and your $10 road side sneakers you are so proud of aren't worth me losing a new Coach bag over. Yes. I am a snot. And with good reason, I might add.
Tonight at the gym it's a good, solid run night. I have falledn behind in the Nike+ challenge. Yesterday I was 16 out of 30 and today I have fallen to 20. I can make up some spots tonight, though. I just didn't run yesterday, so I lost a little ground. No big deal. I needed the rest. Tonight, though, it's back on the horse! Giddy up!
Libby is gone, so now it is just me and Mag and the cats again. The apartment is a mess and smells like a manger. It's amazing how much more stench an additional dog can add. Ugh. I am not the queen of clean as it is, so making it all better is going to suck.
Yesterday was Grace Anne's birthday. I am officially the worst aunt ever. I completely forgot. It's on track with how my week is going, though, since I forgot a meeting yesterday and an interview today. Something's gotta give. Maybe my synthetic happiness is making me (more) flighty. Tomorrow is a new day, though, and I am going to do better!
I am outta here. I gained another $2 today!! So close I can taste that like-butta-leatha.
I was sitting and minding my own business, waiting patiently. Through the wall I hear,
"Your wife doesn't have any symptoms?"
"No."
Inaudible chatter.
"This is going to be a little uncomfortable. I have to stick this in the end of your urethra."
More inaudible.
More fuzz.
"Well, chlamydia isn't all that uncommon."
So, here's me sitting and listening intently as a health educator. I admit it. I put my ear closer to the wall. Who wouldn't? Let's be honest here. How would you like to be at THAT dinner table tonight? Yikes. Either wifey gave it to hubby and has something to share or hubby gave it to wifey and she just doesn't know it yet. The dog's been out prowling somewhere along the way in any case! My concerns paled in comparison.
So, all checked out well at the doc's. I am good to go for a few months. I think that I have, in fact, fallen back into the "normal" zone. Here's l'il ole me kicking ass and taking names.
I need to update my Coach fund. I am actually now at $18 and I am considering that I did not have a contact yesterday with "him" since I was asked by a student to forward the message. I believe I am justified in this thinking since "he" did respond and I did not respond back. Bite me, pal. You and your $10 road side sneakers you are so proud of aren't worth me losing a new Coach bag over. Yes. I am a snot. And with good reason, I might add.
Tonight at the gym it's a good, solid run night. I have falledn behind in the Nike+ challenge. Yesterday I was 16 out of 30 and today I have fallen to 20. I can make up some spots tonight, though. I just didn't run yesterday, so I lost a little ground. No big deal. I needed the rest. Tonight, though, it's back on the horse! Giddy up!
Libby is gone, so now it is just me and Mag and the cats again. The apartment is a mess and smells like a manger. It's amazing how much more stench an additional dog can add. Ugh. I am not the queen of clean as it is, so making it all better is going to suck.
Yesterday was Grace Anne's birthday. I am officially the worst aunt ever. I completely forgot. It's on track with how my week is going, though, since I forgot a meeting yesterday and an interview today. Something's gotta give. Maybe my synthetic happiness is making me (more) flighty. Tomorrow is a new day, though, and I am going to do better!
I am outta here. I gained another $2 today!! So close I can taste that like-butta-leatha.
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