Yesterday was spent pretty much driving up and down I-95. The trip took about twelve hours, ten of which were spent driving Ferris. If I have to spend ten hours in a car, that is the car to do it in. The Tribe, Ferris, sunshine, and Peter Murphy. Those combined forces make me smile a lot.

Mr. Monkey has decided that we need to go buy him a wet suit and surf board today. That should be very interesting. I wonder where I am supposed to store this surf board in our tiny little apartment. I guess I will just have to get rid of all of his other stuff in the closet like say.....his four airbrushes and all the crap that goes with them, and ummmmmm the big box o' tattooing equipment and flash (not really because he has work to do on me), and perhaps the skateboards and the huge amount of really nice clothes that he has because he refuses to iron unless he absolutely has to so he wears shorts and t-shirts to work. Then we might be able to cram a surf board in there. At least he isn't suggesting we bungie cord it to the roof of my car.

I can't wait until I am 100% back to normal. Yeah, normal for me is such a vague term isn't it? I am getting really tired of not being able to do simple things like vacuum and scrub my floors. Not that I enjoy either of those things, but let's face it, someone has to do it. Soon. I also would like to be able to start working out again. I have a lot of work to do now. I really must get my shit together. I have a very limited wardrobe at the moment. First, I have to get the okay from the doctor. I have no clue how long recovery time is supposed to be for a partial hysterectomy. Way too long.

Posted by gwendolyn on April 14, 2002 at 11:11 AM