It's been a busy couple of days where work's concerned...Yesterday was the first day in a few that I got home before 5 (not counting the Saturday before Christmas that I worked). I don't mind the hours, though...This next paycheck's going to be chopped basically in half, because of all the insurance and my changing of my 401(k) and other stuff. Ugh. I still should make out alright, though.
I had an interesteing episode of something last night. If you're one of my male readers, you might want to stop reading at this point. Don't say I didn't warn you. I went to be around 10.15/10.30, not really feeling well (it's thanks to my period, so that should keep all the folks who constantly ask "Are you pregnant yet?" off my back for another month), and fell asleep after about 45 minutes of trying to get comfortable. I woke up for some reason at some point after midnight, got up because I suddenly got nauseous, and ran to the bathroom because I thought I was going to puke. As I sat down on the floor, I then realized, no, I'm not going to puke, I'm going to pass out, so I laid down. I'm not sure how long I was there, just that it seemed to take forever for the clamminess and waves of cramps in my legs and hands to pass. My shirt was soaked by the time I felt alright to get up, and I crawled back into bed around 12.40. I dunno what happened there...I haven't had issues with my period like this since I was in high school, and used to cry in study hall because of the pain.
On a brighter note, I got an email that my shoes have shipped, and they should be here in about a week. I f-ed up my email address when I ordered my messenger bag, so I have no idea when that will arrive...Probably around the same time, I would imagine.