There goes the sporadic blogging. I chalk it up to a pressing work week. Sometimes I feel like I’m wanted there, and other times I feel like I’m just a burden. I’m sticking with it, but sometimes, work is enough to make me go a little bonkers. It happens, I suppose.
I’m tired. And Kimi is here. Last night, I had my last night in the queen bed … all to myself. Now I must share. I’m okay with this, but it’s just not the same, I’m thinking. Oh well. Now is the time to be with family, no matter how diseased they may be. Or something like that.
Oh yeah. I went to the doctor on Monday. Definitely a thyroid problem. Yay me. Perhaps I’ll be able to follow up this time, and we can come to a conclusion. I’ve been cut down an hour a day at work, too. it’s not a big deal, but I’m rambling now, and I think it’s time to hit the sack. Not that it’ll do anything for my thyroid. Meh.