I can go out in public now.

And lo, today I am not dead! Not even dying!

Today is the first day in a long time where I haven't been completely hacking up a lung or barfing or eye crusting or anything disgusting like that! It's almost like I am a human again!

(I mean sure, yesterday I fainted, hit my head, and spent the afternoon in the ER, but that was a great bout of excitement amongst all of this boringness going on here. Low blood pressure is like an exciting flirtation with consciousness! Plus, we're totally hitting our out of pocket max on our insurance this year anyway so I say bring on the medical bills.)

You can tell I've been out of the game for a long time because when I got completely showered, dressed, and fed and I took everybody to class on time this morning Oliver said to me, "Mom, you are doing so good! I am so proud of you!"

Ha! All I have to do to make my son proud of me is practice basic hygiene and punctuality. That's what I call setting the bar low. I like it.

This afternoon I finally made a grocery list comprised of real, unpackaged, perishable ingredients. I didn't even include Poptarts, frozen pizza, or spaghetti. How's that for optimism, people?

Now, in a brazen display of my aptitude, I am going to take down our Christmas/Valentine tree. Will this madness never cease?