Is this thing still on?

Hello blog world? Took me awhile to dust off the cobwebs, but I'm still here! It's been a crazy couple of weeks, and right now I'm posting at work because my computer at home is unplugged. Why, you ask? Because I'm moving. This weekend. I KNOW! But I digress...

After my last post, The Smoodge and I came down with the stomach flu. Now, I don't know if you've ever had the stomach flu before, but I think that it's something that should have it's own month, bracelets, and perhaps a support group. Holy cow. I thought I was going to die. I've never had my intestines do an impersonation of a shot gun before. Being more than five feet away from a toilet was a risky maneuver, and a chance I dared not take. So for about 6 days me and the little one got to suffer through that. She was much braver than I was. I was fully prepared to put my pain and suffering on display on the couch, but I had to make sure she was fed and what not. CPS frowns on you if you don't. So yeah, that was that week.

I made it back to work on Friday, where I found a duplex listed that was exactly what I had been looking for, could not be in a better location, and for the right price. So, I did it. I've started moving a few things in, but for the most part, once I healed from my impending flu death, I've been packing. And I'm almost done. Which is not stressful at all considering I have to be out of where I'm at tomorrow by 1pm. Also not stressful is the fact that I'm breaking my lease and haven't let the property managers know. I'll worry about that once I'm out. Until then, I'm packing like a madman.

Oh, and did I mention? The Smoodge's birthday is SUNDAY. She turns two. And I've been making sure all the planning and what not that goes into that is getting finished.

So let's recap, shall we? Shotgun of the butt disease, packing, moving, birthday party. That makes me tired just typing it. Especially since I think that stomach flu death thing I had is still screwing with me a little. Some foods still upset my stomach, and my taste buds got jacked up too. I DON'T ENJOY DIET COKE LIKE I USED TO. I could knock back easily 5 or 6 in a day. And now? If I can take on one I'm lucky. The good part though, is that I've lost some weight. Maybe I should spit into test tubes, cap 'em off, and sell them as the newest diet rage. Except for the part where you wish you were dead, you could totally lose 10 pounds in a week! GUARANTEED!

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