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so... today i have learned the following:
-that Lamictal sucks. it takes away my high, it makes my nose stuffy and makes me eat like a pregnant heiffer... that which i am not.
-that GAK must be made with Elmers glue... seriously. it wont work with the cheap stuff.
-that homemade playdoh is a ZILLION times easier to make than Gak, and the kiddo loves it more.
-that i like my highs. i get some *winks* and go to sleep late, sleep through the night, and wake up early at 630 refreshed, and can make-coffee-unfriend-120-FB-peeps-clean-the-bedroom-unmake-the-bed-put-the-blankets-and-pillows-in-the-wash-and-dryer-feed-the-frog-surf-pinterest-for-twenty-yoga-plans-and-scrub-the-toilets all within about an hour...
but when i take that d@mn Lamictal i freakin CRASH. it was at 10 i finally took it, b/c i knew, i just KNEW it would kill my high. and it did. at 1220 i was telling kiddo to go watch some tv on the ipad and Mommee is taking a nap. i slept for a whopping 30 minutes (who can sleep with a kid in the house, alone anyway?). this is an evil drug. hate it hate it hate it. three hours later, it finally wears off - "drivers, start your engines!... and they're off!"
i come out of the fog and make s'mores for the kiddo, drag her to the grocery store, pick up the four things i need, head over to the drug store for a return, go home, mangle the Gak recipe, and make three batches of play doh stuff. and i realize i am brilliant- as i think of a zillion new yoga classes i can totally teach, invent a new seat cover for the kiddo so she doesnt burn her arse off in this heat, and plan out next years garden in our new home (which, of course, we havent actually bought yet... but i digress... ). life is good - well, except for the whole stuffy nose thing, STILL.
again -i hate the Lamictal. its worse than the Seroquel, which is going away next week (commence countdown- night 8... tonite). i cant tell if the other one, the Risperdal -i hate spelling that- if its working or if its the one that chops me down. although, i can totally pinpoint the two hour half life of the Lamictal... so im blaming it. the good doc says that the hives are a sun sensitivity from both meds, and that my aches and pains are from the highs -HA! i laugh at the thought. tooooooooo baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad. i like my highs. i said that. oh well - i DO.
what else?... ... ...
OH -i dislike immensely the saying that "you should do what you dislike doing first..". only a-holes do this, i have decided. i cleaned the upstairs bathroom- like, scrub-the-doorknobs-and-lightswitches-with-a-toothbrush cleaned. i LIKE doing them - they are small, i know where everything goes, and it is DONE and i move on. even the master bedroom is okay. it is the dining room/office and living room i DESPISE. there is just NOT enough room, and too much CR@P. they are still not done. neither is the laundry to put away (not even WASH, just put away!) or the sewing (yes, i mend things... when i want to be cheap... ).
i have a brilliant idea again... i salvaged a tv stand from a front yard curb, and i am going to repurpose it as a scrap corner! whahoo!!! cant wait. it is a project for my niece and i for the summer. cant wait to pick out colors- i am thinking tiffany blue and black. love that. and i love blue, and black. this also will be in my new house, in my new office and craft room. oh - i do so love a good fantasy.
okay. rant closed.