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Hitler and Pepsi

I think IVF stress is going to ruin my brain.  Either that or memory loss and idiocy is a side effect of my medicine: I’m forgetting absolutely everything lately, I’m bad at responding to emails, I can’t figure out my new cell phone.  AND SO ON.

 

Yesterday and the day before I felt pretty good.  Today I am absolutely dragging.

 

This could have more to do with the fact that I had a really weird and very long dream about being Hitler’s secretary.  Hitler was really mean in my dream, so I kept trying to find ways to blow him up but he kept foiling my plans by being screaming, “Jenna I need you to get over here right now!!” at me, and then I’d have to go stand by him. Which, of course, was always right where I had set my bomb to go off.  Obviously I was not going to blow myself up.

 

So after an entire night, pretty much, of trying to kill Hitler, let’s just say I did not feel refreshed when the alarm went off.

 

In fact I felt so un-refreshed that I got back in bed after drinking my coffee, and I fell asleep.  Which made us late.

 

That’s the secondary reason why I am having a Pepsi today.  The clock is ticking, y’all.  Once I start shooting myself up every day I can’t have caffeine anymore.  I guess caffeine and ovary simulation meds are not a good combination.  (I just really creeped myself out by thinking about that, so now I’m shaking my head really hard to jiggle the mental picture away.  Whew.  It’s gone, but now I have a headache.)

 

I have until November 21st to caffeinate myself.  I will totally rise to the challenge/occasion.

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Organization

Joey leaves for his week in Virginia and NYC tomorrow, so tonight we were packing. Well, he was packing. I got distracted by my closet.

I haven’t put my shoes away in two months. Now, granted, for one of those months I didn’t wear anything but flip flops or something I could easily slide into, but over the last month I have gotten more shoe adventurous. I can successfully wear a pair of heels now, and three times I have worn jeans. (Take that Scar, MiniScar and Minions.)

But back to the shoes.

They were all over the floor, in a mountain by my ironing board. It’s been bugging me for weeks, but I haven’t had the energy to do anything about it. Tonight, though, I unwittingly drank a TON of Barq’s Root Beer which, SURPRISE, has caffeine in it. And I drank it at 7:00, so I’m planning on being up all night; I have energy to spare right now.

So, quick as a wink, I decided I’d put my shoes away. I did so, and in record time. It looked so nice, I thought I’d re-organize my closet. Ideally, my closet is organized by clothing type (skirts, dresses, pants, capris, etc) and within each type, they are organized by color, lightest to darkest. My shirts were pretty good, but the pants, skirts, jackets and dresses were a disaster.

(If you think I’ll post before and after pictures, you have another think coming. No matter how tidy my closet an drawers get, I still always feel like they are cluttered and messy. So…NO PICTURES. Duh.)

Once I finished that, I moved on to my drawers. I had been putting my clothes away by just putting them in the drawer, not by putting them in the sections of the drawers they belonged in. I know, I know. Not like me.

While organizing, I weeded out a bunch of old shirts and stuff, and they’ll find their way to Luke’s Closet shortly. (Aside: you know what’s weird? Running into someone who is wearing something that you donated to Luke’s Closet. When this happened to me I said “Oh! I had ______ just like that!” And then they said, “I got this at Luke’s Closet.” Awkward moment.)

But now my closet is tidy, shoes are put away, drawers are organized and laundry is thumping around in the washing machine. I baked cookies for Joey to take on his trip, we went on a walk, and Joey’s sitting on the couch reading Harry Potter; I think I’ll join him.

I almost feel normal again.

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