Oops, I Did It Again!

::wince:: Sorry. I promised I would be better at updating, and here it is a week later and I am apologizing for not updating. My apologies. I didn't even realize how much time had passed until I started getting e-mail from y'all again yesterday. Mea maxima culpa.

Let me see if I can redeem myself. Or at least 'splain.

First of all, the house is fully-plumbed - we're just minus a toilet, and that couldn't be installed until the tile was put in and grouted on Friday. Since that wasn't done until well after 5pm, the toilet is being installed on Monday. However, in the meantime, that extra time without a toilet means that I've (with a friend) installed 4"x4" white ceramic tile on the walls and painted the area behind the sink (gloss white) where we just didn't have the patience to cut a jillion pieces of tile to fit. It looks... um... STELLAR! When the potty goes in on Monday, we're going to have a GAWGEOUS bathroom. FINALLY. When all is said and done I will bore you to death with pictures.

Second, school has been INSANE. I nearly went around the bend this week with all the work, and missed class entirely on Thursday... will catch you up on that in a minute.

Third, I've been working like a DAWG on the grant proposal and on the review I am doing for the publishing company. ::pant pant:: In my spare time. Yeah.

Fourth, and more worryingly, I've been having problems with, I think, my blood pressure. I haven't been feeling great since the colonoscopy - tiring quickly, dizzy when I squat or kneel and then stand, or when I get out of bed, or when I raise my arms above my head. Wednesday morning I got up and stumbled around the house for two or three hours before school, shuffling my feet and bumping into doors before things really got moving - I just thought I was over-tired. Thursday morning I woke up and I felt just terrible... as though just getting out of bed was going to be a Really Bad Idea. I wasn't sick to my stomach, I didn't have a headache, it wasn't anything like that... I just felt terribly, terribly weak and exhausted - almost painfully so. I can't describe it. Well, today was the first day I have felt like getting dressed in something other than the sweats I wore to bed, and I actually put on some makeup... since Wednesday I have just felt REALLY punky. Crash is home this week (it's HIS Spring Break), and you can be assured that if anything like that happens again I will be at the ER immediately... but Thursday? I didn't want to be touched, didn't want to move, didn't want to call anyone (and in fact didn't answer the phone for most of the day even though it was on the pillow beside me)... I just wanted to sleep. Kinda scared me. Kinda wish someone had been around physically to check on me.

This week is busy, too, but I am looking forward to having my house back. And, it is (almost) squeaky clean again. Now to dive back into the books and writing and all... and to stop being interrupted constantly by OH GOD ANOTHER PLUMBING DISASTER. Having Crash around is going to be nice, too. He's a calming presence - for me, anyway - and he can help get the last of the scrubbing done while I am at school and studying.

Again, mea culpa for the lack of communication this week. I'll try really hard to get back in the swing of things. I have to admit I have felt like a single mom with a disaster on her hands this week... and I am so ready to hand that mess to Crash for a while. Let him slog through some of this - though I really think that at this point it's all been handled as much as possible. It's just a mop job now.

Love y'all.