Two Saturdays ago we held our open house / house warming party. The weather cooperated with us which was awesome because I don’t know how we would have housed all those people just inside. Though the party was a success and we received some very adorable gifts, I have felt like a bag of poo ever since. I guess you could say I was quite stressed out on Saturday and realized on Sunday that I barely ate or drank anything, leaving my stomach in a horrible state. Not to mention the pleasant migraine that showed up Sunday afternoon.
I have been in an extreme state of laziness every since. Mostly because I like being lazy and mostly because the destruction of the outside of our house has also started. That’s right, its drain tile time. I don’t want to deal with it so I have been hiding under the covers on the couch, every day, for 2 weeks. Because of this Chad had gone ahead and calculated that I have most likely spent 14 years of my life laying down. I think he is pretty accurate given the fact that I lay down every damn chance I get. I was not meant to be vertical.
So, I will probably continue to hide in my couch fort for the next little while as I try to avoid all the responsibilities and events coming up in my life. I’m usually not an avoid-er, but right now I can’t think of anything else I would rather do.
EXTREME INTROVERT ENGAGE!