And so, I am supposed to be in Colorado, visiting my favorite son named Craig. But I didn't go. I could hardly walk for most of the past week, and thought that a ten hour car trip might not be the best thing for me right now. It was very disappointing and sad, and I wanted to cry because I was so looking forward to some one on one time with my kiddo. He took the news graciously but I could tell he was sad, too and that made me feel even worse. However, the way time is moving, it will be the holidays before either of us know it and if I can't sneak a visit in sometime before, we will surely (hopefully) see each other then. I already had scheduled both Friday and Monday off from work, so I still took the time, thinking that it would give me time to feel better. So far, not so much.
But, that could have something to do with the fact that I spent all day yesterday painting my apartment...my first attempt ever in my life, if you don't count the time I helped my first husband and kids father paint the nursery before Janelle was born, and I don't count that because he took the paintbrush away from me and suggested I do something else to help. Apparently I sucked at painting. And in some ways, I still might, as the corners bled some, and I now have gold and orange and purple bleeding into the boring eggshell color of the rest of my apartment. Do I care? Nope. I am SO proud of myself. I chose the colors of the desert southwest and I love it. I still have some to do today, if my body will hold up. Today, the little kitchen wall will be red, and the area around the slider will be a taupey brown. Such a small thing can make such a huge difference. :)
It seems I have been bitten by a brown recluse spider at some point. Two weeks ago on Monday, I returned from my walk with the most itchy bite I have ever experienced in my life. No matter how much I scratched the little white blistered looking bump, I could not make the itching stop. Since then, it has grown into a huge, ugly hole in my leg, with a giant red ring around it, and the skin has become hard and ugly, and seems like it might be sort of dying. I looked it up on the internet, and every picture I have found that looks like it on multiple websights says it is that type of spider bite. It causes me no pain or problems unless I touch it but what I read says that the growing red ring is "necrosis" and means that the tissue is actually decaying. So a visit to the dr is in order on Monday. I can't help but wonder how much that has to do with how bad I have been feeling recently and it certainly explains the hives I have had twice now, about two weeks ago. I thought it was from new medications. Yep, just what I needed, another issue. Bah.
I got to spend a little time with my grand kiddos on Thursday...I cannot tell you how happy those little guys make me.
I am going to be going back out with the man I was seeing last month. We have talked a time or two (email) and he promises he wants nothing more from me than a dinner here, or an evening out there. So, I will give it another go. I really do like him. He sent me another two dozen roses at work, everyone there thinks I have some hot and heavy romance going. Teeheehee. It's funny what a few dozen flowers can do for a girls reputation.
Happy Sunday, everyone. I'm out. :)