Moving On

I’m over the disappointment. Thanks for all the encouragement. I guess I didn’t allow fear to get the better of me and I should be happy about that … but the box still isn’t checked. Yet.

Regarding my iron levels … le sigh. I take the pill with orange juice every morning and every evening. And I eat at least one orange a day. So, I’m thinking absorption wouldn’t be an issue with all that vitamin C. I’ve had this problem for at least twenty years but I have never exhibited any physical symptoms. It never really bothered me before, in fact I used to get irritated with my doctor when she’d bring it up. “I don’t know why you’re not falling out in the street somewhere!” she’d say. Hmph. Yeah, me neither. My levels were below 10.5 yesterday. Normal is 30. Maybe, I’m just a freak of nature.

Moving on …

I’m gearing up to do a whole lotta nothing this weekend. I’m mentally tired. I need to pick out new flooring for my kitchen, hallway and foyer but I just don’t feel like it. I still need to pick up September’s book club pick but I just don’t feel like it. I need to take the Princess to finish her school shopping but I really just don’t feel like it. I need a break from all the ripping and running.

I’m going to the grocery store tonight and pick up some comfort food. Maybe I'll make something Italian. I watched Anthony Bourdain in Rome last night and I was salivating. Tomorrow I’m going to try and sleep late (later than 7:00 a.m.). I should probably get some cardio in. I’ll wash my hair. Change my nail polish. Do a few loads of laundry. Watch some movies. And that’s it. In the evening I’ll head to my sister’s house for a cookout and some drinks.

I'm out.