Man I am bad about updating my blog.
But then again my life is terribly boring on the poly front right now. Meaning things are going well in my relationships. I have caught up on my time with Murf during the holidays. He is my rock and my center. Don't get me wrong I love Butch dearly too but he can rile my feathers and push my buttons. I do need that in my life or I would retreat into my introverted self far too much.
Health wise for me right now has been a bitch. Whoever said that your body after 40 is a train wreck was right.
The shoulder I had surgery on is showing signs of regrowing those damn bone spurs back. But since I have taken a desk/management position in my field that has made the shoulder issue livable.
My left foot on the other hand is a wreck. I have developed a growth/cyst that is pushing on a nerve. I have been walking funny to compensate. Now my tendons are killing me. It takes 5 months to get an appointment with a podiatrist.
I finally see one Thursday.
Now the biggest issue. I have developed wicked adult onset asthma on top of food allergies. Mold is the trigger. So this warm winter has been killing me. Add in my office is crawling with mold due to the vet practice being in a building that was built in 1920 that is falling apart (we are in the process of building a new office). I am good at home for the most part but as soon as I hit work I am living off my rescue in haler. I have to use it a dozen times or more during the day. As opposed to a normal day when I have to use it in the AM, before exercise, in the cold air, and before bed. I ended up in the ER twice last week.
To top all the bs lately in my life my SUV's transmission has decided to act up. With no warning.
I am broke broke broke due to Christmas. Butch and I worked really hard to give the kids a magical Christmas. My youngest kids basically don't exist to my parents. They have not received a birthday or Christmas present in 4 years. I really don't care that she treats me like shit, I am a big girl and don't get two flying fucks what they think of my. But treating my children like shit pisses me the fuck off. She plays the perfect grandma with my brother's children. She dotes on my oldest. The two little ones don't get shit. My MIL is no fucking better. She tried to steal Butch's inheritance last year when his father's estate finally went through probate. He wrote her off. Thank god Murf's family is WONDERFUL they treat my boys like their own.
Back to my stupid SUV. I have no idea WTF I am going to do, Ford made the explorer's transmission so you can't even check the transmission fluid yourself. There is no dipstick or etc. Everything is contained and computerized. It isn't covered by warranty. Murf and his family owned a garage for 20 years but due the the computerized nature of newer vehicles he can't fix it for me. Neither can his Dad. I don't have 2K+ to fix the SOB. I need a car to get back and forth to work. Gah!
I will have to figure something out. I have to be able to get back and forth to work. I may just drive the SOB until it explodes. It still drives and I still have reverse.