Overwhelmed

Sauerkraut Here!

I’m trying to squeeze in a quick post before my chaos continues. So, here’s a quick update…

I spent the bulk of last week hanging around the house with my mom. We tried to leave the house once a day to build my endurance before I went back to work. Mainly we shopped, but for good reason, work clothes. To my surprise I found a cute dress, a little shirt, some pants and to no surprise, shoes.

On Saturday we went Downtown to the farmers market and I had so much fun. Mom and I ate a delicious Belgian waffle; I purchased a birthday gift for my nephew and pet an adorable English Bulldog named Sophia. I had so much fun at the market, but it was way too rough on my recovering body, at one point I had to hideout in the shade. If I remember correctly I came home and took a nap.

When she left on Sunday I finished making a birthday gift for my nephew (yes, another one), went to a stupid birthday party for some kid I don't know (we'll get into that later) and spent the rest of the evening at Sheek Geek and Tar-J's house.  We just sat in the backyard while Sheek Geek barbequed, played catch with the dogs and watched Sheek Geek light off some fireworks in the street.  I was nice; I had fun with them and the pups.  I also enjoyed having my mom here; I enjoyed the company, loved having her help and had fun making little projects with her.

On the Fourth of July my plan was to clean my apartment and spend the rest of the day resting before I went back to work. By the time I was finished cleaning my apartment I was exhausted, so I took another nap. I think it would have been a really good nap had I not received a number of texts/phone calls from I Heart to Fart.

Eventually, I Heart to Fart asked if he and his friend, Holdy Moldy, could come see me. I agreed because I always enjoy his company and I wanted to see his new roller skates, snazzy.

When he arrived he laced up his skates and preceded to skate around my driveway like an awkward fairy, he was so fast. It wasn’t long before I too wanted to roller skate. While I showered I Heart to Fart and his friend ran an errand and when we met back up we went for a skate around the neighborhood. They were both really fast, but I was extremely slow. Not only have I not skated since I ran over my iPod, but I just had surgery and I was nervous I would fall and open up my wound… Plus I just suck.

After a short skate around the neighborhood we took a break at my apartment and then drove the car near a local park to watch the fireworks. Instead of walking we skated and although it was quicker, my body was in so much pain. So, so, so much pain.

Anyways, we hung out in the park with Mr. Coconut and watched what I think may have been the fastest firework show ever… About three minutes, tops. We then skated back to the car and that was that. I walked in the door and fell right to sleep. It was nice to get out (I Heart to Fart is good at getting me out) and I’m thankful I didn’t fall. Plus, it was nice to spend the Fourth of July with friends and watch fireworks.

Now I’m back to life before the surgery and I’m dying! If three hours at the market wore me out, imagine what it feels like to go back to work, at both jobs, one of which you just got promoted at so you’re trying your hardest to make a good impression. Also, I have tons of little errands I need to run (new tires, bills, etc.), a cake to make for my spoiled nephew (who I love) a drive to Pocatello, Idaho, a drive, to and from, Boise, Idaho and some other shit, but I forget what. To make a long story short, I’m really overwhelmed and struggling.

According to the doctor I’m supposed to recover for two weeks, I recovered for six days… Fuck my life!

So, here I sit at 11PM… Posting, eating an old pizza, drinking a Coke (to stay awake) waiting for fucking Funfetti cakes to bake.

That is all.

Sauerkraut

People currently being neglected: Grandpa, grandma and Chickpea.  I feel bad, know that it's not on purpose.