sick

Waxing hurts like Hell. It's probably better not to ask me about it.

Just one more day, and then vacation. I'm cursing time for going by so slowly, but I've been told that I shouldn't, because later I'll be cursing it for moving too fast.

I went shopping today, all by myself. That's a big accomplishment. It was stressful, but I made it. I'm supposed to be taking small steps like this.

So, things are going ok for once. I still feel pretty good. I think this is the longest I've felt ok in quite a while.

Woo!