|I've quickly outgrown my fragrance shelf.|
Mom's plane ended up being earlier than expected, so Dad and I had to sort of rush in to make sure we were there to pick her up in a reasonable amount of time. I don't know if it's just San Antonians or all large cities but Fridays are almost treated like half days. There's no such thing as rush hour. It's rush second half of the day. From noon onward it's a nightmare driving in the city. We ate at Chili's where I had some beef enchiladas and strawberry lemonade. Yummy. After that we went Christmas shopping for my siblings. I don't know if my sister has found my blog after I mentioned having one, so I'm not saying anything here. :)
Mom and I wanted to stay out but Dad was tired of the traffic and insisted that we go home. He mentioned wanting to go out tomorrow... but that's a weekend and there will be even more people out. Right now we have tentative plans for more shopping. At the very least Mom and I will go out.
We got back around 3 and I ended up crashing for a nap. I don't know how long I was out. The sun had already left the sky by the time I woke up, though. So I spent the rest of the day playing some Halo with my siblings.
Man, what an uneventful day while looking back on this! I have to get my sleep schedule back on track, or at least more consistent. This is killing the rest of my day.
My Dessa's order should arrive tomorrow. My Brambleberry order apparently has another 5 days to get here from Colorado. What is it with UPS lately? It's not the holiday orders; all of my purchases in the past few months that have been shipped UPS stop moving on the weekends. I thought UPS doesn't stop for weekends? Maybe I'm getting the different carriers mixed up.
Anywho, it's off to bed for this cranky nut. I've been battling another headache and it's made the second half of my day kind of strained. Michael keeps insisting that I go to a doctor about my headaches. I did back in the summer. I wasn't told anything that made me think I should push for medication, and the doctor didn't think it was a big enough issue to be concerned about my health. I don't know what going in again will change. I mentioned back then that this has been something I've battled for a very long time. There's no new information to give. Besides, I hate medication. I'm convinced that for this particular issue I can find a way to fix it without falling back on meds.
Gotta love the human body. Here's some pain for no good reason. Now deal with it off and on for as long as you can remember. And no, I don't want to go away. Deal with me. For ever.
Are you as stubborn as I am about medication?