I could do without this

Yesterday I talked with some colleagues about another colleague and I said that I felt so sorry for her since she's unemployed, which isn't unusual in our business, but also is easily depressed. Then one of them said to me something in the line of: "Yeah, like arthritis isn't a hard", reminding me that isn't that easy for me either. I answered that I'd rather walk with crutches every day than be clinically depressed most of my life. I guess my body decided to show me how bad it can be: I have hard slept at all this night, despite taking two nobligan (2 x 50 mg tramadol, maximum dose) the pain in my arm and in my ribcage didn't ease. And as usual it kept me awake by itself too.
The only good thing I can say about this night is that the first part of "not-sleeping" was nice, since I crawled over to hubby's side for a while.

Now I'm trying to get the big girls to school (easy) and the little girl to preschool (more work).

Stupid shipping costs

My plan this month was to buy one of these two dresses from Pin-up girl Clothing, but now it seems that I will have to abstain due to the shipping being at least 42 dollars. When you add the risk of getting caught in customs and paying that amount and some more it just gets too expensive. I'm feeling really disappointed about this.

Never mind

With student loans, electricity, tv license and a new printer to pay this month I can't afford the dress anyway; and I've still got a new skirt - it's finished now.

Love

Last night, when I couldn't sleep and was affected by tramadol I thought about all the people I like, and love and those who make me go all mushy inside.
And yes, some of them are you, reading this.
Recently I have, through facebook, connected with an old friend from almost 25 years ago and I think that's what made me think about it, because just thinking about that I've found him again makes me feel warm inside. No, not in that way; besides he's gay.