Anyways, we did it! We finally bought ourselves a MacBook and will be getting rid of the desk top and turning what would be considered an office, into a playroom. It's very exciting for me. No more desk to get messy, and no more dumb office chair. The kids have always gravitated towards that room anyways. Of course it will still be my laundry room, but thankfully the room is big enough for 3 of us, so I'm excited to go down this little path and get some order in my life.
I love that I can now lay in bed and play online without killing the battery on my phone. I love the "mighty mouse", so futuristic, I love my coffee, I love the thought of having a room open up to possibilities. Mark has this bookshelf that was custom made for him as a child, but it's so tall we haven't been able to bring it in the house. So he's going to fix it so I can bring it in, and get rid of all these cheap and ugly bookcases I've been forced to stare at. I think I'll put that in the soon to be open space and maybe down the road add a comfy chair that I can sit at. I guess I'm visualizing a sitting room. Oh the possibilities.
The past month besides all the recent excitement, has been rough. I got violently ill with a viral infection of some sort, and was down and out for a while. I didn't eat, and only drank water and gatorade, and layed in bed for days. So if I'm not cooking, my husband is getting by from outside sources. It was awful! What's worse? When I was finally started feeling good enough to try and have some coffee, it tasted awful! My taste buds did a lot of changing and I'm still eating things that I used to love, and dealing with the harsh reality that I don't really like them anymore. The coffee thing did tame itself, and am now back to my close relationship with the bean.
On a lighter note, my rings are getting bigger. My right hand ring is too big for my finger that I wear it on, and now I wear it on my middle finger so I won't lose it. I think that's promising. All those salads for dinner just might be doing something.
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