Blog That Baby

I often say to myself, and occasionally out loud, that “I am so going to blog that”, but lately I have been reluctant to put myself out there. I know that my CT scan in November practically assures me that last Friday was my last chemo session, but I want to be prepared in case it is not. It does happen. People think they are at the end of treatment, then that last scan (scheduled for this Thursday) shows something that makes them want to do more to be sure it is all gone. Until my doctor says we can schedule my appointment with the surgeon to get this port out of my chest, I am not ready to celebrate. So I have kind of crawled up inside lately enjoying the days that I forget this is even happening—especially during that time over Christmas break when I could sleep off my side effects without thinking of going to work. In fact, I didn’t let myself go into work over break! When I see my doctor on the 24^th, then you will know whether to be jubilant or steadfast in your support…which I have never taken for granted, by the way.

My goal of living more simply in this new year has been interesting to attempt to meet. I have pared down some frivolous expenses, and bargain shopped for our pantry like a maniac. I have stopped reading the ads in the Sunday paper because I think they were just causing me to want more things—things we probably don’t need. Plus, I could pour over them for an hour or so each week. Talk about a waste of time. I still look through the realtor listings to see what compares to our house and the next one we hope to buy. If any of you locals to the QCA have a great realtor, give me his/her number. Our old one retired, so we need to get one that is just as good. You know… shows you only the stuff you really want to see, not the extra crap that might fit our wants and needs. We may end up selling it ourselves, but I want to give a realtor a try first to see what they think market value is and if they can sell it for enough to meet our needs. Otherwise, I guess it will be another year in our cozy home. It has been good to us so far, but we knew when we moved in that we would want to move on after about five years. So here we are five years later.