Again

I can’t sleep, so I thought I should write.

Shannon’s been off work for a couple weeks. He’s bipolar and has been having this manic episode forever and his doctors told him to take time off. It’s weird having him at home, but he really needed a break since most of his stress happens at work… and he has lots of sick days that he never uses [like 140+] so I mean, he should take some time for his mental health, eh?

I had yesterday and today off because its March Break for the kiddos and my program doesn’t run. Yesterday I just ran around and did some errands: went to the bank, got an oil change, etc.

Today was beautiful weather-wise so we spent most of the day outside. We raked leaves, washed down our picnic table, and took down our Christmas lights [which were still frozen to the roof a couple weeks ago]. Then I went through all of the clothes in my closet and bagged up most of them. I have a giant walk-in closet and it was packed, but now its pretty much empty. I had a lot of clothes that were too big for me now that I’ve lost weight.

I just felt like Spring cleaning…. so I have a ton of boxes and bags of stuff to donate.

I guess its St.Patrick’s Day. I never celebrate. Shannon is Irish so I guess I can pretend to be Irish by marriage? Ha. Well, neither one of us really drinks anymore so there’s not much of a point. I think I’m getting old. I feel old.

I have class tomorrow but not work, so that’s exciting. My goals for tomorrow are to finish my stats lab and to vacuum out my car.

Ta!