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I'm not really back, but I'm trying
Welp, I fell off the face of the planet, at least posting-wise. It has been A Time, friends. I still don't have a fully functional bed, all my computer gear and office stuff is still in boxes, and the old house still needs me to go back and do a whole lot of tidying and cleaning. I am not excited about that at all.
The new house is great, but we are still awash in a sea of boxes, and it's been very slow going to unpack it all. It would probably have gone faster if I were better rested, but until last night I was sleeping on a very uncomfortable camping cot. KK keeps insisting the cot is comfortable, because she slept on it for one night last year, but that has honestly not been my experience.
KK is scheduled for her bariatric surgery on July 23rd. Her aunt is coming to stay with us for two or three weeks to help out, since I can't get enough time off work to help her post-surgery. Since we don't have a guest room, her aunt will have to stay in my room, and I'll be relegated back to the godawful cot again for the duration, and in the living room to boot, meaning I won't have access to any of my stuff and will likely have to live out of a suitcase or a box of some kind. I can't say I'm looking forward to that, since three weeks of terrible sleep and constant body pain is really going to put a crimp in my ability to function, especially since I'll still have to go to work during that time.
I really, really hope that the surgery is successful and that KK starts being more functional soonish. She's been doing progressively less and less around the house while producing more and more work for me, and I don't think I can go on like this indefinitely. I can manage myself pretty well, but I can't manage the both of us on my own.
On the plus side, our property is filled with fireflies, and the frogs in our small pond sing to us all night. The dogs are thrilled to bits to have so much room to romp around, too. It's pretty sweet. :)
The new house is great, but we are still awash in a sea of boxes, and it's been very slow going to unpack it all. It would probably have gone faster if I were better rested, but until last night I was sleeping on a very uncomfortable camping cot. KK keeps insisting the cot is comfortable, because she slept on it for one night last year, but that has honestly not been my experience.
KK is scheduled for her bariatric surgery on July 23rd. Her aunt is coming to stay with us for two or three weeks to help out, since I can't get enough time off work to help her post-surgery. Since we don't have a guest room, her aunt will have to stay in my room, and I'll be relegated back to the godawful cot again for the duration, and in the living room to boot, meaning I won't have access to any of my stuff and will likely have to live out of a suitcase or a box of some kind. I can't say I'm looking forward to that, since three weeks of terrible sleep and constant body pain is really going to put a crimp in my ability to function, especially since I'll still have to go to work during that time.
I really, really hope that the surgery is successful and that KK starts being more functional soonish. She's been doing progressively less and less around the house while producing more and more work for me, and I don't think I can go on like this indefinitely. I can manage myself pretty well, but I can't manage the both of us on my own.
On the plus side, our property is filled with fireflies, and the frogs in our small pond sing to us all night. The dogs are thrilled to bits to have so much room to romp around, too. It's pretty sweet. :)