Whew, yesterday was busy. Got a lot of things organized. My closet in the master is a walk in and huge. Love it. Did some organizing there. Laundry. I even managed to get to Trader Joe's. Husband loves their carrot cake muffins. I surprised him with some. I was craving avocados, I got 4. Took our microwave to the church, someone needed one. We have a built in microwave in the new place. Nice one, stainless steel. Warmed up leftovers for dinner.
Husband slept until around 4 PM. Checked on him throughout the day. When he woke, he was not in a good mood. Seemed angry at me. Part of the process. I ignore the bad mood.
Husband is up early today. Said he had a bad dream. Said it scared him. He's already had a carrot cake muffin. Very confused. I am trying to post and he is hinting he wants breakfast. Give me a minute, OK?
This week could be the week we get results from genetic testing. I don't know why I am so anxious. Waiting for Dr A to call me. He may want me to bring husband in. Don't know. This waiting has not been bad, probably because of the move, had other things on my mind. Now that we are at the stage of "any day now", I am anxious.
I put the job search on hold because of the move, now I am wondering do I pursue it now? I just don't know. I may advertise housecleaning services here in the neighborhood. Know several people around. Whatever God wants me to do, I will do it. Waiting on Him.
I let Jack take the car to school today. We moved out of his school district, can no longer take the bus. I did not want to drive. So, today I will put the final touches on the house and be done. It's been a lot of work. But so worth it.
The dogs are adjusting. Bessie, the big one, misses her big back yard. I can tell. When I let her outside, she will look up at me, then slowly go out the door. Snowball, my baby, is doing great. As long as I am with him, he's all good. Doesn't care that the backyard is smaller. My crazy animals.
I want today to be a good day. Husband is still on the irritable side, but, with a good breakfast, he may come out of it. I ever know what to expect with him. He may sleep all day. Or, he may wander the house, making crazy comments, asking many questions.
The only thing about this disease that is predictable is, you never know what to expect. Keeps me on my toes.