Flare

Tomorrow I am meeting with a gasteroenterologist for the first time in a few years, and I am overwhelmingly nervous. I've been in the middle of a pretty bad flare for about two and a half months, and it is really kicking my ass. I'm exhausted all of the time, and I'm really worried about how this is effecting R. I don't think that I would do anything different daily, except for take her for walks. I don't know if I'm justifying my lack of stroller time, but I don't think it is the worst thing in the world. In the stroller she wouldn't really be able to move, she no longer naps when we are toodling around, and I love that she plays in so many different ways.

So it looks like tomorrow I get to talk about diets, invasive tests, and potential surgeries. I don't really have a lot of hope, but B still does. I really wish he could come with me tomorrow, but I doubt that he will. That is the "fun" of big cities. There may be much more to take advantage of, but it takes a while to get to all of the different places!

On the moving front, we have packed up a ridiculous amount of stuff to go to Goodwill. We have dropped off three carloads so far, and we still have quite a bit to go. I get so excited when each box leaves our possession. Being sentimental has created way to many random piles, bins, and drawers in our house, and I'm so glad that they won't follow us to our new home. Now if I could convince my husband to actually put R's clothes in her hamper...

As the cherry blossoms explode into bloom here, I am getting more and more excited about our upcoming move. I'm trying not to be nervous about the whole thing but, it is hard after this weekend. I had a complex migraine last weekend, and I ended up in the hospital...again. My GP thought I had a stroke, but thankfully it was much less permanent. I am so fucking sad that I had to miss my future sister-in-law's bridal shower, and I am trying to think of a way to make it up to her. I have a few ideas rolling around in my head, but so far they have been impractical. Pinterest is offering me no inspiration for once, but that may be because I'm hard-wired at the moment to focus on making our new place a home. My exhausted brain can only do one thing at a time.

I do wish Georgetown Cupcakes delivered though.

I think the reason I am so obsessed is that we are downsizing....a lot. We are moving to a 2 bedroom 2 bathroom apartment, and we are planning to stay there for a few years until we can save up a boatload of cash to buy a house here.



Pretty, don't you think? The place is beautiful, there are granite countertops (thank goodness), and the bedrooms are gigantic. The kitchen is fantastic, and there is SO much more storage space than in our condo in Omaha. Unfortunately we've spread out like crazy in this townhouse, and we really need to downsize. That is why the word of the season at the Diver house is purge!!! We are going through everything and sending most of our stuff to Goodwill. It is amazing how much stuff you can accumulate when you don't do a biannual reorganization of your home. B and I have the potential to become hoarders apparently, and I will not allow our home to be a place R is embarrassed to bring friends to.

So I may overwhelm this blog with our progress of making our new apartment into a home. I hope it will keep me honest, but I will probably just continue to sporadically post random nonsense. That is more my style.