what wreched luck

I've been blogging about the cancer on my tumbler blog--for friends to read what the updates are, and I'm just overwhealmed at the reality of all this.

I've been cleaning the house, and sorting through boxes of things in the garage in an effort to clean. I've been fixing up my fixie and plan to ride the thing at least on the trainer it's sitting on for now, until I can rehab after the surgery.

There are times I think, and I think it's funny, because my mom used to say the same thing..."I feel so well, I think they made a mistake...I feel fine."

That's just what she used to say.

I've been depriving myself of nothing; I have pizza and beer if that's what I feel like having, and pounds be damned. I've never been one to deprive myself, but I do have a sense of timing when it comes to things...I don't usually eat out so often, and I avoid making huge purchases when I already owe a lot of money, etc.

So, I was online looking for a mattress topper, and ended up seeing these nice LCD tvs, and well...we needed one. So G ended up buying the TV, and I bought us a new mattress topper, mattress topper cover, sheets, and a few DVDs.

I have a feeling that after this is said and done, I won't want to go back to work, go back to school, go back to anything--I might want to sell it all and just enjoy what time I have and roam around the world with George.

I want to take him to Scotland, he'd love it there, and Indonesia...that was such a nice trip, and who knows where else I want to go...

There's so many things I want to do yet with my life. I wonder how much more of it there is.