Posting Yet Again

[franthewndrhrse]

Two days in a row! Woo! Go me.

I need to get a digital camera. Franman has the one we had, and I'm getting jealous of everyone who can post pretty pictures. The problem is, every time I start looking at them, I end up wanting one that costs way too much. I want manual override, I want a hot shoe or sync for a flash, I want... blah blah blah. I also want a pony. Ain't gettin that, either. :)

I went to the doctor yesterday, to see about my stupid migraines. It's something like day 10 now. Argh. I got a prescription for inhaled Imitrix - I'll pick it up after work today. Hopefully, it will help.

The boy has a cold. :(

I hope I don't catch it. :)

The house is a crazy mess. Between painting and starting to pack some things, it's boxes and drop clothes and just stuff all over. I'm getting used to it. Sorta. My house isn't usually perfect, but there comes some sort of breaking point where I have to get things in order. At this point, though, until I put the house on the market and start showing it, things will be disorganized. And then, of course, once it *is* on the market, I'll have to keep it clean all the time. Suck it up, fran!



It seems that Ole was sitting in a bar with his best friend, Sven. "I chust don't know," Ole complained. "I come home and Lena don't have my dinner ready. Seems to me a man ought to be able to have a hot meal when he comes from work. It ain't right, you know."

"Oh," Sven said, "I had a problem like that. I would come home and the house would be messy. I told my wife, "From now on, I expect the house to be clean when I get home!"

"And vot happened?" Ole inquired.

"The first day, I didn't see anything. The second day I didn't see anything. The third day, I see that the house is clean as a whistle."

"Wow! Chust like that!?"

"Yeah, just like that. I wear the pants in my family."

"By golly, I vill try that myself!" exclaimed Ole.

A couple of weeks later Ole runs into Sven, and Sven says, "So what happened, Ole? Did you tell your wife you expected dinner on the table when you get home?"

"You betcha," said Ole. "Chust like you said. I told her what's what."

"So what happened?" Sven asked.

"Oh, pretty much like with you. The first day, I come home, I don't see nothin'. The second day, I come home, I don't see nothin'. The third day, I come home, I can maybe see just a little bit out of my left eye."

Comments

[binah1013.livejournal.com]

Heh, I like those Ole & Lena jokes, too.

Sounds like your life is hectic with a capital H. Hopefully the Imitrix will work. I know people with migraines, and I do not envy them.

I had a friend do a do-it-yourself uncontested divorce in Texas. She got a book and was following it to the letter. Even so, I'm aware they are a pain in the butt.

[meridym.livejournal.com]

I hope the Imitrex nasal spray works well for you. It works for me most of the time, but God, the taste of that stuff as it slides down your throat! Gaah! Of course, who cares if it gets rid of the damn headache?

It took me ages to get my headaches diagnosed and treated too. I think it's just a human nature thing. xoxo