Did some more housework today. I’m getting caught up, but it’s slow going. Tomorrow I am going to conquer the living room and make the trek to the vet’s office to get more cat food. I should have gotten the cat food today, but I forgot to set my alarm and seriously overslept. As hot as it is these days, my desire to drive anywhere with the limited air conditioning the Dart has available is not very big. The heat just zaps me, and I start to feel like I am dying after being out in it for just a few minutes … and it’s so humid too. Yuck.

I really wanted to go wander around in the craft store this afternoon, but now that the housework is done, I am feeling less than motivated. I think tomorrow I’ll stop there on my way home from getting cat food. There isn’t anything in particular I need or want to buy, I just want to look at some things and work out some ideas I have been having. Yeah, lots of ideas and no energy to work on them. I hate when that happens! I’m sure if I pushed myself, I could get all the housework done and work on something crafty, but I am so worried about getting sick again. I still feel weak and run-down, and the last thing I need is to catch some horrible virus and end up in bed for another week or two. It’d kill me, and I don’t think I am kidding.

As I suspected, the joy of having my eyesight seemingly correct itself while I was sick has worn off. I am back to being mostly blind without my glasses again. It sucks, because after a few weeks of not wearing glasses all the time, I now have to get used to wearing them all over again … and they are annoying the hell out of me. I need to go get my eyes checked again this summer (wow, it’s already been two years), and I’m getting a new pair of glasses no matter whether my prescription has changed or not (I don’t think it has). I hope they still have the frames I got for my sunglasses. I love them so much and they are so comfortable. Last time they had them in autumn orange/olive green, which is what I got for sunglasses, and light lavender/ medium purple. It’d be nice if they had something more neutral in color, but if they still have them, I guess I’ll get the same ones like my sunglasses. They look good on me, but I’ve always thought glasses should be as neutral as possible in style and color. Maybe they’ll have something similar in a color that isn’t quite so bright. If not, I am willing to sacrifice fashion sense for comfort. Or maybe they’ll have something really funky that catches my eye. I’ve always loved cat-eye glasses (and my sunglasses sort of are cat-eye). All I know is I can’t take the nose pads on my wire-frame glasses anymore. They really are driving me insane.

My body feels like a lead weight, and my brain isn’t feeling much less sluggish. Even tall glasses of Dr Pepper (the real stuff from Dublin) isn’t helping at all. I just get so tired so fast, and that’s really getting me down. Normally, I’d drink a morning Dr Pepper and off I would go like a tornado cleaning the house, making myself look human and then running around town getting things done and having some fun. Now I get up, do the dishes, clean the cat box, take out the trash and sweep a floor and I feel like I am ready to go back to bed. Sad and pathetic. And I am still getting stomach aches after eating. I attribute this to the fact that my stomach is probably the size of a pea right now. I never have been a big eater, and after two weeks of eating no more than a cup of anything in one sitting, now it’s hard to even eat a normal (for me) sized plate of food. So now instead of the four or five meals a day I used to eat, I am pretty much eating something all the time … because I am HUNGRY all the time.

And my ass is gone! Admittedly, my ass was starting to get a little too large and soft for the proportions of the rest of my body, so having some of it disappear is a good thing, in my opinion. But … my ass is just completely gone. There’s no ass there at all. When I bend over, it’s pointy. I can’t sit on hard chairs for too long, because it makes my non-existent ass hurt. I’m not kidding. None of my jeans fit. Last month I was griping because none of my jeans fit right due to trying to put too much ass in a size too small. Now they drape on me like hand-me-downs from an older sister. I thought I would like being skinny-me again, but as it turns out, I miss the curves I was beginning to develop. Now I look like some sort of under-nourished, anorexic stray. Me and the cat … too skinny for our own good.

OK, I seem to only be whining about stupid stuff, so I suppose I should shut up now and go find something to do to take my mind off my silly woes. It’s just that as much as being sick sucked, this getting my body back to where it was stage is sucking just as badly. I’m impatient. I want to be 100% whole again RIGHT NOW!