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It's always the end that gets you

As you all (all five of you I mean) know,  I am selling my house. The deal is all but signed and the last check mark to be made are some minor repairs I need to make. So as a good girl I picked a contractor that my insurance company recommended thinking that I couldn't go wrong with the person. I am terribly disappointed.

I have been going back and forth with this company for days, almost a week now, and I have gotten to the point to where I have called other contractors. Now, here's the snag...I signed this contractor's proposal to do the work but have had not further contact with him or his company to set up a time to get the work done. I am under a tight (and getting tighter) deadline.

I am worried. Then yesterday we did some yard work and I think that I over extended my abilities to do manual labor. I got sick. I was weak, exhausted, in pain and had a killer headache and to add to the fun my stomach started to run a muck. I was burping, I was gassy and all kinds of other fun filled painful ways about digestion. The thing is I hadn't eaten since 5pm and yet I was feeling like I had just had pizza and beer in the last hour at 10pm. I was in terrible shape and finally got past the pain to sleep at around 4am this morning.

I woke up feeling like I had been at an all night frat party. It hasn't been until now, literally, that I feel sort of "normal" again. I am looking forward to moving and getting this over with and not doing any more manual labor.

Through all of this my husband has been a saint. He's been with me the whole time because when I get sick I turn into a clingy, whinny "oh my god I'm dying", kinda person...yes...ashamed to admit it but true. So I will now return to the solice of my king size bed and watch Lie to Me on Netflix for another hour or so until I feel strong enough to get up and do something with the rest of the day.

Until next time....

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