the mosquitos weren't

nearly as bad on the back porch this morning, but I sprayed some Cutter just in case.  The dogs had their breakfast and they ran around for a minute and then they were ready to come in.

I was looking over my DNA results last night and somehow things have changed.  However it works, my Irish went way down and my Norwegian went up quite a bit.  This is more like the numbers I expected to see in the beginning.

I need to make a list and go to the store.  I seriously need to TCB.  I had to put chips in a quart sized bag for Cosme's lunch this morning because I ran out of sandwich bags.  I also need ingredients for dinner.  I think I'll make spaghetti and meatballs.  Oh, I'm having my birthday dinner and cake tonight because my actual birthday is tomorrow and we're all scheduled to be at the hospital tomorrow for a delivery... unless she decides to come a day early and then I guess I'll have my birthday dinner when I can.  Anyway, meatballs will hold up well in the refrigerator in case it comes to a quick change in plans tonight.  I think I'll start them kind of early and have them ready ahead of time.  I think I'll also go get a manicure and pedicure first.

Time to get things done.  Doing a blog post is a step in the right direction.  There might be hope for me yet!

i didn't even remember

my password to get in to my blog.  It's been THAT long, I guess.  I really don't know how long it's been.  There's been way too much going on (mainly in my head) to keep up with anything.  Sure we've had the typical baby false alarm with one hour of sleep, Mom going to the ER, biopsies... just regular 2018 stuff, but then there's also my head.  What do I need to do today?  Am I forgetting anything?  Do I need to do anything to get ready for the baby?  Can I start prepping what I'll need for my surgery's hospital stay?  What will I need for recovery?  How long will it take to recover?  How will everything I need done get done?  Why is my phone acting up?  Should I got to AT&T today to have it checked out?  Will it stay charged long enough to get hospital pictures?  Do I need a longer charger for my hospital stay?  What can we have for dinner today?  Am I forgetting anything?  Do the dogs need to go out?  Is it going to rain today?  When will I have time to get Strat to the vet? 

With all of this other stuff going on, what's not going on is me cooking and cleaning.  I've really been slacking at staying on top of things.  For real.  At first I was in shutdown mode and all I had on the brain was surgery and being scared.  I've gotten over that (for the most part).  Sure, I really wish I didn't have to do it but I think all the fear has settled.  I know it's no big deal but I'm someone who has never had surgery and I'm not used to that kind of stuff.  Now I'm just trying to get back on track with my chores and routine.  You know, so it can all be thrown off again when I'm stuck healing in bed.

Things I've learned that have been confirmed in 2018:
1.  I absolutely CANNOT multitask.
2.  2018 is too much and needs to calm down.

I'm hoping that things will calm down soon.  I mean, doesn't everyone have an anxiety attack at the doctor's office?  Good.  I was starting to get a complex.

Anyway, I'm working on getting back into my routine.  I've done a few things around the house this morning but have lots more.  First thing I did was start mosquito coils going at the front and back doors.  The mosquitos are really bad at the front door.  Maybe it's the shade?  I don't know.  They're not horrible at the back door but I do have to sit out there so the dogs can have their free time.

I heard the mosquito plane fly over twice yesterday.  They really need to head to Brazoria because it's WAY worse over there.  It's horrible.

Okay, I'm getting up from this chair now.  I need to take advantage of what little motivation I have.

I have officially

gone into shut down mode. I talked to my doctor yesterday and am having surgery in a out a month. Until then, I will be a bundle of nerves. It's fun. Shut down mode involves zoning out and only focusing on worrying, crying, nausea, diarrhea, zero motivation, and lots of sleeping.

This sucks so bad. I hate it. I wish they didn't have to tell me everything. I wish there was no prep stuff. I wish they could just surprise me, knock me out, and do it.

Ugh.

Where's a time machine when I need it? I need December. Stat.