A Prisoner In My Own Home

 So should we do good news or bad news first.

Good news, the new doctor called and said I had all normal labs (not the mammogram doctor)! That means the minor stress of that mistake from last year can be soon forgotten. The new doctor said 6 months for definitive tests but I don't remember reading that on any of the internets. Anyway, I'm so prayerful and grateful for that result. Now, I can pretend that never happened. 

I almost want to change my name. I was reminded of my Driver License appointment this weekend. I really don't know what I'm going to say or what I'm going to do at the time if they say No. 

Anyway, the bad news.

I thought I got to a good place with my project, but I think I have to do redo a lot of it, and I'm pretty much out of time. My boss wants me to meet with some of the team members to review it and I have no confidence in what I'm presenting. And she wanted that by Wed, but I have nothing to show based on the most recent feedback. 

The real bad news is I found some new outdoor neighbors in my house. Gross, like really gross. I had been putting off getting a new camera for no reason at all, but I bought one and about $100+ worth of stuff to try to catch this outdoor-neighbor. 

So I spent almost all day cleaning and cleaning up after this neighbor. So gross. I taped up open cereal boxes and cleared off all the hard surfaces in the kitchen. It's so gross because I was sitting and laying on the futon and seeing the droppings and just thought it was food crumbs. But it felt like some of them were happening in real time. That's what I don't get. Were they just on the couch with me and I couldn't see or hear them. Ugh. 

Anyway, I bought a camera (that's meant to go outdoors but will use to surveil indoors for now) and some traps. Thanks to a free trial of Amazon Prime, I should get most of my items by tomorrow. I'm going to sleep with my room door closed and wood underneath to block anything that might come in. I'm hoping I'll have at least one clean room while this is resolved. 

I've tried so many things to keep pests out of the house but I don't know what else to do. I'm looking at getting those under door spongy blocks. I don't remember why I didn't get them before. It just seemed it would work for wind but not things that are crawly because they would just crawl right up and over the sponges. I'll try it. I think tape might work just as well though for the backdoor.

I want to try to get a storm door as another option just not sure how to get it installed.

So yeah, no joys of home ownership.

The other thing is, a classmate from high school just moved to Washington. And she lives on an island. She's crashing with a friend right now until she gets established. I just remember wistfully thinking about those days. 

I'd love an adventure right now especially with being able to work remotely. She casually was like you should move out here. I don't know if she said it or if I made it up but I think the thought would be to get a place with her. 

I wasn't even tempted. Rooming with anyone long term just doesn't sound fun and def not someone with a kid. But I knew once I verbalized to myself sometime last year that I really can't afford to live anywhere else, the decision was clear. It wasn't one I had to think over.

But yeah, I got McDs and ate it at the kitchen table alone and cold as opposed to wrapped up snuggly on my couch or in my bed. I'll be surprised if I can sleep tonight.

And literally this is the week where I actually have to do work! Real work that these people are paying me for. I need to focus and eat like normal.

I think I'm going to get take-out for the rest of the week so I can avoid any dishes or mess.

On the boy.

He called me at after 11p last night. Weak, sis. He's been mentally demoted to pen-pal because Mean Brain won't let me cut him loose completely.