I decided to add some color.
T's out with a friend, our best man from the wedding. She's actually a woman, and I learned earlier this year that the proper term for a female best man is the groom's honor attendant or something. Anyway, he's not home and here I am. I was totally lonely at work today, which is one of the reasons why I wanted to leave this job, and now I'm lonely at home. I'm the type of person that like others around pretty much all the time. I guess it was not meant to be that way today.
While I was riding the train on the way home tonight, I had this moment of freak out. Some health insurances won't cover you if you're already pregnant when you begin their plan. Because I live in Massachusetts (thank god) I think there is a 'pre-existing condition' law that says that insurers must cover any pre-existing condition, including pregnancy, I should be fine even if I were to be pg (which I still think I'm not). But I freaked out about it, none-the-less. In fact, I think it was E who pointed out that law to me when I freaked out about it before. I told you I'm an over worrier.
The weather is crappy and cold, and it makes me not have very much energy. I should be emptying the dishwasher and folding some laundry, but I'm not. I'm here typing. I suppose typing like this is sort of like talking. I mean, at least I'm communicating in some way, right? I hope it gets nice at some point this weekend. I really need to work in the garden. There are weeds everywhere, but the weather has been so crappy lately that there's been no way I could be out there. Not while enjoying it, anyway. I also need to go shopping for some more work clothes. I have to improve my wardrobe a bit for my new job. I hate shopping, and it doesn't help that I really need to lose 10 pounds. I'm kind of dreading going. I guess I'll just buy a little bit, and then see what happens. Right now I have to walk about 10-15 minutes from the subway to get to my job. With the new one, I won't be walking that much. I need to start exercising, but I just don't see where I can fit it into my schedule. I mean, we don't get home until around 6, and then I cook dinner and we eat, and then we clean up. T's good about helping with the dishes and whatnot. But I'm so hungry when I get home, I wouldn't want to delay dinner even more. I'm going to have to try to do some walking during lunch or something. I don't know what I'm going to do. I don't mind doing work, but I hate to have no time to myself because I'm alway there. (Or on my way there. Or on my way back.) The work week is way too long. Maybe someday I can work part time and work from home sometimes. Sounds nifty.
Thanks for keeping me company while my husband is out. I appreciate it. I'm going to force myself to do some of those chores. Have a good night! (Or day, I suppose.)