Is it OCTOBER?
Seriously. WTF year? lol... So I'm feeling progressively better the last couple of months. Too bad Summer was basically over by the time I really felt like myself again, and I'm still not 100%. Bleh. But things are progressing. We actually got the yard decorated for Samhain and Beggars' Night, and plan to participate for the first time in two years. Last year I was on fire from one end of my digestive tract to the other, so I wasn't up to it at all. I think I already whinged about that quite a bit at the time, so I won't get into it. The year before we were no way going to do it because little kids are germ factories and none of us wanted CoViD-19 and Vaccines wouldn't actually be available to the public until sometime in December of 2020 as I recall. I think Beggars' Night ended up being cancelled that year anyway because of that. So I'm looking forward to dressing up in my dragon PJ's or may be My Leopard PJs... I haven't decided. Maybe I'll do something else, but I better get on with deciding, because it is coming damn fast now. lol! Sunday I will probably spend most of my day carving my pumpkins, of which I have only two at the moment. The small Kroger on my way home didn't have ANY, but the big boxes were also stacked with milk crates, so I don't think they actually had that many to begin with. I wanted at least half a dozen more to set up a little parade of Jack-O-Lanterns in the area of the yard that doesn't have spider webs. I hope I can find some tomorrow. The later it gets, the more likely I'll find none and just get to carve the two white ones that I have, or else get more white ones.
So generally speaking, I'm feeling more like myself. I'm finally off the Omeprazole. My new (well not so new now.) GI doctor had me switch back over to Famotidine with a week overlap and then gradually reduce my dosage of that until I could just use it as needed. I'm down to 10 mg/day from 40mg/day. I could probably drop it now, but I want to just wait another week or two. I don't want the holiday or my birthday ruined by fire in my gullet. lol
Earlier this summer I got to go see Duran Duran in Columbus with the same friends plus one I saw them with at the Fraze in 2006. They were great as usual. I hope I get to see them again sooner than 14 years from now. lol Earlier in the year after I'd already bought my ticket, I was really terrified that I'd be too sick to go. Thankfully, things were getting better by the time it came around time to go. We had a blast.
In other news, I've spent the last few days laying out the next chapter of Chasing the Trail. Chapter 19... This story was originally just meant to be a winter holiday story but it's taken me so long to write it that it's been many winter holidays gone by trying to get to this one and the story itself I just realised is only on Day 6... and here I was worrying that Ed was still going to be in too bad of shape to go to any of the parties or have any fun because I was taking so long. But now... It's fine. He'll get to go to the BIG one, and Mustang's 'Little" one, and I think a housewarming party is probably in order too. More likely not enough for them to plan anything formal. Probably just a few of their friends for drinks and snacks and laughs. But that' not this chapter. Today in the story is Moving Day... so that's what I'm working on. I wish I were more organized. lol. I have plans though. Just you wait.
Seriously? It's bedtime already? WTF DAY? (I'll tell you wtf... I slept past noon (day off) because I was too lazy to get my ass out of bed. I actually got a lot of things done, including altering 3 pairs of pants that I've put off doing all year because I felt to shitty to do it, prepping giant meatloaf and mashed potatoes for a holiday carry in on Friday, so Yah... It's bedtime. Night night!
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