sexygenie

So I officially went mental last Friday. I think the combo of:

-lots of new hormones
-my ass gremlins acting up
-dan's cat still being locked in our downstairs bathroom because he's a pee monster
-work blowing goats
-house being a mess

And then when I got home from work on the verge of tears, Dan is bursting with excitement because we're supposed to go to his grandparent's cottage on the lake. And we get to sleep in a tent.

This concept is less than thrilling to me, and while I struggle to pack, I get a snippy phone call from my mom which then sends me over the edge.

Three hours and a bucket of tears later, we finally made it to the cottage. The rest of the weekend went okay, but I really just wanted to take a hot shower and ball up on the couch at home and whimper.

This week has been better though. I went to a chiropractor for the first time ever, on Monday, and she used these electrode thingys and a heating pad on my tailbone. I'm virtually pain free now! She says it's tilted to the right, and there's scar tissue there, so it'll never go away totally, but with this treatment I definitely feel MUCH better! Take that ass gremlins!

We also installed a new kitchen faucet last night. Sounds lame, but it was very exciting for me. I'm hot for a faucet. I never thought this day would come. =)

Can you believe it's September already? I love fall...but wouldn't mind if summer stayed another week or two!