Chickadee and I both woke up sick today. That sucks. I really don't enjoy being sick. Hubby was home and got up with the babe so I could sleep in. It helped so much, but still felt like crap. Chickadee and I made the 30 mile trek to Hell-Mart. Shopping in a college town is insane, but I've realized that we have to go at odd times and all is usually good. Spent way too much money, it all adds up so quickly. I got Chickadee some color wonder finger paints, a cheap coloring book and some crayons. She loves to color with her color wonder markers, or anything else she can find.

Went back to the therapist last night. I basically told him that I didn't see any reason for me to be seeing a therapist. He agreed. I'm still going to the psychiatrist in a few weeks so he can drug me up, and then back to the therapist after that just for a follow up. I think after that I'll stop going. $20 a pop is a lot when I don't even need to be there. A blog is very therapuetic. Except that I can't ever think of things to write when I sit down, but I've always got tons of things in my head when I'm going to sleep, or driving, etc. Maybe it's just because I feel like crap today. I'll try again later.


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