What it is.

Oh, how I love the internet. I just googled my symptoms and found out that I wasn't dying, after all. All of my symptoms fit into one small tidy package. Anemia. Duh. I've dealt with it for years now. As a matter of fact, I have never once been able to donate my blood because of it. Bad blood. Duh, Min-dizz. I've just been so over-the-top tired, but yet I've been a little insomniac-ic. Yes, that is a contradiction, until you sit in my shoes. Maybe it's because of that fatigue that my mind isn't connecting the dots. I'm just sayin'. But they connected! That's what counts, people. I'm going to go in and have it all confirmed with bloodwork, but I think this mystery that's been plaguing me is solved.

Which is, btw, precisely why I have not been exercising lately. It made me feel a little sheepish that immediately following the post where I tried to act all tough, my exercise regimen took a serious nosedive. Okay, it wasn't immediately after. But close enough. I figured I had jinxed myself. Maybe soon I'll be back to burning off those Baby Ruth's from my kids Halloween stash that I call dibs on every year. Then again, maybe I'll just keep them where they land for warmth over the winter. Save some money on the propane bill.

Sooooo, Cheerio. Ooh. Cheerios. Yum. I should go eat some. Totally to prevent high cholesterol, of course. And to save on the propane bill. Where was I going with this? Who knows. I really don't. So I'll stop while I am ahead. If I ever was ahead.

Oh. And. I got to hang out with Gram and her boring banter. It isn't that boring, after all. Oh, how I love the internet.