Congratulations to Ian and Megan on their baby boy! Clayton Angus Tadd M who was born at 10:11 pm on Thursday night.

It’s been a crazy day. I took an hour and a half of VTO (which means I’ll get an hour and a half less OT this week) today. I went grocery shopping. I got a chicken.

I’m sorry I’m not very interesting these days. I’m so cold right now that it’s hard to be creative. Not to mention the pain in my neck. It’s been worse since my visit to see the physical therapist. I’m hoping that it dies down before Monday, which is when I have my next appointment. I don’t want more pain. For goodness sake’s I went to the doctor to get help feeling better, not worse. *sigh* At least I have hot water today. I’m ready to go soak in it. Again. I can’t wait to go to sleep. To snuggle in my nice, soft, clean, and warm bed. I like to have my bedroom a tad on the cold side so I can snuggle down in bed and feel safe and warm. I think I’ll go sit in some hot water and then go to bed. Night all!

Physical therapy hurts. Or at least it hurt today. My neck is sore, but I have a better range of motion. Hopefully, that’ll keep up. I get twenty visits covered. *sigh* Hopefully I won’t need any more than that.

The hot water was back when I came home tonight! Yay! I got to take a nice hot shower! Yay! Now I’m tired. Short post tonight so I can go to bed.

I’ve spent time today thinking about the past and now I’m pretty depressed. I also have no hot water and no one to talk to. That doesn’t help. I’m thinking about just going to bed. I feel fat, ugly, and old. Did you ever have days like that? I was listening to the ACF worship cd and the COTS worship cd this afternoon. I wish I could sing. I’ve been told that I can, but I’m just not sure I believe it right now. I remember when I was involved with stuff, when I had places to go and people to see. I guess it’s a good thing I didn’t listen to Godspell. That would have really depressed me. Time for something more upbeat, I think.

I start physical therapy tomorrow. I drove over there tonight so I would know where it is. It’s not that hard to find and I’ll be able to make it in time – if all goes well. I just hope it does. Mom called to tell me that she’s okay. The doctor got all of the cells out of her. So that’s good news.

Eh, forget it. I’m taking my pills and going to bed. Night.