Bye-Bye Happy Pill

I was going to give it a couple more weeks, but after my three hour crying spell (for no apparent reason) Sunday morning, I decided I'd had enough.  I mean - for the past three weeks I've been sleeping only with the aid of another pill, getting tremors, being tired all the time, not caring about anything…not to mention not being able to drink! ;P  Enough was enough.  So no more happy pill.  I've been taking it less than four weeks, so I shouldn't have any withdrawal symptoms, but I'll be calling the dr. anyway.  What a pain in the ass… 

Try to make myself better and wind up making myself worse.  Ah well, at least I tried to do something.  Guess my body just doesn't react well to medication…which isn't necessarily a bad thing.

Weekend was pretty good.  Friday I stayed in and watched Finding Nemo - exciting!  Saturday got up, dragged hinney into the shower, went over to Paul's to go to his youngest's softball game and then drop her at a festival…but the game got cancelled, so we took her and a friend to the festival and waited for the ex to show up as she was going to have the kids that night. 

OMG, the ex is a freakin' slob!  We had to stop at her house with the youngest…all I can say is Wow ::bug eyed and shaking head::.  I said as much to Paul and he laughed and sort of agreed, but also said something about the kids not being clean…  Okay, but who's the parent and who's the child?  I would never let my house get like that.  Later that night before we went out to dinner, his youngest called asking to come over.  Apparently she was feeling sick to her stomach because of this ride and needed to throw up.  I asked why she couldn't just go in a porta john, Paul said that was gross.  I asked if remembered seeing the ex's bathroom and particularly the toilet at the ex's house and what the difference was…he said good point.  Yes, the toilet actually looked that bad.  In fact, I turned around and walked out after asking whether or not the toilet was broken.  Kid said no.  I was wide eyed and astounded.    Called Paul in and he flushed…toilet almost overflowed, what a mess that would have been!  All I could think was...So if the toilet is hard to flush, hold the dang handle down each and every time you go…don't let shit sit in the toilet with five other pees and gobs of toilet paper! 

Any who…enough of that!  I shouldn't be talking bad about her anyway…right?!  LOL!  Ah well, truth hurts sometimes.

Saturday night we went out to eat and then saw Angels and Demons.  It was pretty good…we both gave it a "B". ;) 

Sunday was the three hour cry fest, then tired, talked to my sis (hug and prayers for her!!!), took a shower, ran to store, edged most of the yard (as far as extension cord would let me), Paul dropped off mower so I could cut grass (really need to buy a mower), showered and then went to Paul's to watched the Wings kill the Blackhawk's (he taped it)…

Didn't take med last night…so far not doing too bad today and actually think I may go home and run outside…or finish the edging.  I haven't ran or worked out in weeks…I just didn't care…or feel like it.  Thank you very much happy pill.  So…

Onward!  And bye-bye Happy Pill!