Another quiet week in my life. I wish I could say the same for my wife, but I can't. She's had a pretty rough stretch. First, her job turned her down for a promotion, instead going with a girl from outside the university, who we guess, has done this job before, at Pitt, or some such place. Then, yesterday, she gets blood results back from the doc, and it turns out that she has fantastically high cholesterol counts. Something like 243 or some such number. Not good. Poor sweetie. And it's all pretty much despite the fact that she eats pretty well. We thrive on low-fat things for the most part, though we usually have a little more meat than they recommend, but really, not much more. There is a certain amount of sweets that she eats as well. In fact, she commented that she probably ate as bad as she ever does on the morning before the blood test, eating some Goldfish, some chocolate, and whatever I made her for supper, which had a decent amount of fat in and of itself. On top of that, she seems to have chronic knee problems in both knees, which periodically pop up in whatever program she is working out with. I feel bad for her, because it must be so frustrating. All I can do is be there for her, and try to follow her diet with her. Add to that the trials of moving into a new house, and I'm very impressed that she's still a functioning human being at this point. She's incredibly frustrated and annoyed, but she's very functional. House buying is the last thing on her mind right now, though. Must buy her flowers this weekend.

We sign off on the last contingencies tonight. Then we're almost there! Woo! Or is it Eek! I dunno. Gonna be a busy rest of the month after this week. Things will start ramping up pretty fast. This weekend, we might just do some light packing and some heavy cleaning. Next weekend, we finsh up packing. The weekend after that, my parents come out and start helping us paint. And then the weekend after that we move. And then the weekend after that, we fly to Pennsylvania for a wedding, something else that has Sarah not being happy. Definitely must buy her flowers this weekend. I think I'll take her out to lunch, too. She needs the picker upper.


posted by Jeremy at 2:06 PM