Monkey

I'm frustrated. Mostly with myself. With life. Ugh. (I don't want to talk about it...)


So... happy news? I went to my favorite thrift store today and bought 4 dresses (one is a jumper, and has a shirt I bought separately), a winter coat (with a hood!), a rain jacket (Disney Princesses), 2 shirts, and a pair of corduroys for Little M. And the best part? I only spend $11! I'm pretty proud of myself.


Oh. And ps: I bought this too:

That's for Baby Fritsch... someday. I couldn't pass it up- it was 80cents, and I LOVE monkeys. My mom calls me Monkey, and I've thought about doing our baby's room in monkeys... if it weren't for that darn cute bedding that I already have. (And yes, this sleeper is light blue. But my sister, Jessica, dresses her baby girls in blue and it is adorable!!! So, boy or girl, Baby Fritsch will wear this. Whenever he or she gets here.)


Anyway; today's been a good day. I went walking with my dad... we gave up a little early (sorry, Dad!). Wow. We pushed ourselves too hard this time. Sad. I was hot, sweaty, tired, and out of breath. Is this what exercise is really all about? Kinda like the hokey pokey... if that's really what it's all about, I'm not sure I want much to do with it. (lol)


I think Jeff and I have the entire weekend to enjoy. Well, besides all the home improvement projects we need work on/finish, the adoption paperwork we need to finish, and then the Bears game and church... But mostly lots of snuggling and spending good times together. Because I love him. And I can snuggle him. The end.

So... you keep asking my why I'm frustrated (even though I asked you not to...lol). It's not all that bad. Just life. I'm tired. I'm tired of doctors and tests. I have to have a CT scan next Friday. (Can you pray for me? I'm nervous.) My dad is going to take me and he'll be there for me as needed. (Can we get McDonalds again, Daddy???) And I need to have a heart cath sometime soon too. I'm sad about that. I don't know. I've had them several times in my life... it isn't a huge deal. I just would rather not do it. Ya know? Besides that... the belly issues don't seem to be getting much better. And I haven't been able to be strict about taking my medicine in the evening because of all my other commitments (church stuff). I need to get better about taking it. And I will. I promise. I guess all of that is just getting me down.

I am sad to see my grandpa "going down hill" on the Alzheimer's scale.

And as I briefly mentioned above... this adoption business is making me crazy. We've had the paperwork in our hands for a month. We just haven't had time to work on it (it's super involved). And somehow our finger print receipts got lost at the previous agency we used. Ugh. That's very annoying. Now we need to buy replacements. I just want the paperwork to be in and our process to be underway. I have a monkey sleeper and everything. Ha ha ha ha.

I gotta get busy! Jeff gets home in a few hours and I haven't done a lot around here. (Don't tell him... maybe he won't notice.)