1. I haven't been to the gym since last Wednesday.
2. Because I spent Friday, Saturday, and Sunday barely able to move from the couch. Stomachache. Headache. Dizziness. It was pretty bad. I can't tell if it was an after-effect of the antibiotic I was on last week or if it was viral or what. I slept most of the weekend. Getting up at 5:45am yesterday was still no picnic.
3. Then I thought it was the sebaceous cyst attacking and trying to kill me like it did 2 weeks ago before I started the antibiotic. Yesterday, the dermatologist was patient enough to tell me that the tiny cyst would not, in fact, cause my demise.
4. Which leads me to...after 2 weeks of waiting to have this giant overgrown pimple removed from behind my ear, I went to the dermatologist yesterday. Sometime, between my shower Sunday night and my 7am drive to Anchorage on Monday morning, the damn thing decided to pop itself. Gross.
5. Therefore, nothing could be done for it. I had to make a follow-up appointment for a few weeks from now. Hopefully it will "firm up" again and they can cut it out then.
Yay.
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What does the last week look like via Instagram?
Oh the usual haps around here. I cannot go into a store without taking pictures of overpriced fruit.
I really wanted fruit the other day. That Mixed Fruit Bowl is $15 at the local Fred Meyer. I would've eaten it all at once. I settled for a $7 bag of grapes.
Skirt from Old Navy. $12. Don't be fooled by the neatly-made bed. That's the guest room. I can't take pictures in front of our dresser mirror. There's too many clothes stacked up in front of it.
So I have this chain going. Each link is another day on this stupid, stupid deployment. Today is day #230, and I only "link" the days we're apart (R&R didn't count). Anyway, it's red, white, and blue. Not blue, white, blue. Dumb. Usually, I write one out every night and just set it on the table and then link up 10 or so at once. It's unbelievably difficult for me to keep the pattern straight. I often have to scribble a date on the back so my counting isn't off. (I really think I missed a day back in April, but can't be sure. Talk about frustrating.)
