So I am aware that I have been neglecting my blog lately, but I think I’ve been living in an alternate universe. A universe where I have the personality of a caterpillar and the energy of a fat cat in the dead heat of summer. I seriously know that I have a problem when I order anything with the word “espresso” in the description and “make it a venti, please” and I still can’t shake the cotton from my brain. It takes freakin’ rocket science to have a conversation and I can fall sound asleep at places that, let’s just say, they “have a menu” or lookit the pretty kristmas lites passing the shiny window. zzzzzz. Not so good, especially when I have two toddlers running around. “Oh, they are fighting and pulling each other’s hair? Well, they can’t possibly do that forever. They’ll eventually stop because 1. they will have no hair left, or 2. move onto more WWF style fighting in which one will overpower the other and there will be a victory.” That works because there is NO WAY I can even move off of this couch. or “Oh, they have to eat? Hmmmm.. Do you think if I just filled up their sippy cups with eggnog that it would fill them up?” Yeah.
So I started going crazy analyzing myself. Oh, the beauty of being a social worker. Am I in a depression? OK….I feel BLAH, but I don’t feel sad...I WANT to take a shower to wash the stink of mildewed peanut butter and jelly out of my hair..But I just don’t have the MOTIVATION. Are things around me bad? No, actually things are going well. Lot’s of exciting things going on up in here. The club is jumping with excitement. I can still run on the treadmill, but NEED SLEEP AFTER. But-also need shower.
Do you see my dilemma? I went to my doctor. Is my thyroid acting up? Am I <gasp> in a depression?!?! NO! Please NO! Not at Christmas time!
The culprit? Freaking migraine medication. And every single symptom? Dead ringer for the drug. Those little poison pills that keep me from having those headaches where I have no idea what I am doing. Then find my cell phone in the leftover squash in the refrigerator.
So, decrease my dose and I am BACK world! Ready to rumble like my usual bulldog self.
But, seriously, do you think eggnog would fill them up..Cause you know..This is a busy time of the year.
Eggnog is calorically dense--seems like it would be good for energetic young children. Just don't put rum in it.
Posted by: Aleah | December 18, 2008 at 10:38 PM