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Bleh. I've been
so busy lately, I don't know what to do with myself!!
I started taking pain medication last month for my back. It's great, but it's taken me that long to stop feeling like an absolute zombie. I think I'm finally used to them; I don't feel like sleeping all day like I did. Whew. I still get drowsy, but I'm able to ignore it most of the time.
My son started Pre-K on the 10th of September; it's kind of hard watching him get on the bus and having to trust someone else to take care of him for a few hours during the day. I'm always afraid someone's going to lose him between here and there. He is, afterall, only 4. But he absolutely loves school! I'm
so glad. I was expecting this big, dramatic tears-and-screaming deal the first time I had to put him on the bus. Nope. He almost forgot to say goodbye to me, he was in such a hurry to go up the bus steps.

I'm so proud of him. Every day he comes home and tells me what he had for lunch, and what story they read, and all sorts of other things that made an impression on his day. Today, apparently, he was digging up little dinosaurs out of a big box of sand. I get such a kick out of all the things he tells me every afternoon.
Also got myself "new" bedroom furniture, which has caused me to turn my whole house upside-down in order to get ready for it. Apparently my brother is getting new furniture, and he was getting rid of the stuff that my Mom had made for the two of us years ago. I mean, we're talking sturdy, brick sh*thouse kind of furniture. Forever furniture. (Unlike some of the stuff I currently have, which is oh, circa 19060's - 1970's and isn't quite, um....lasting that well.) I just couldn't say no.
First they wanted to ship it up here via moving company. That is, until they quoted them this completely ridiculous amount of money just to travel 230 miles. I moved my whole house & family from Florida - 1200+ miles - for way less money than these people wanted. So my hubby had to go down and get it - and drive a moving truck back here with it. Easy, right? HAHAHAHA.
The stuff wouldn't fit out my Mom's front door. I about had a hernia when I heard that. My hubby and my brother wound up dragging 3 HUGE pieces of furniture through my Mom's house, up the back stairs, through my grandparent's house, back down the front stairs, and then into the truck. It sounded like an absolute fiasco from my end of the phone. I'm SO glad I wasn't there to see it. I couldn't have been any happier to see that truck finally get here. Of course, in an odd twist of irony, it took all of 10 minutes to get it upstairs and into my house.

So...in the meanwhile, all the contents of my bedroom are in my dining room. I have SO much cleaning to do. I can't find my table, or most of my floor in there. Doesn't leave a lot of time for anything else, but I'm trying to fit in stuff here and there. Bear with me, I swear I'm not hibernating. Really.
