Today- just like the last 2 1/2 weeks- my life has been mindnumbingly boring.

However, I did get to look at my mom and sister’s pictures from their trip to see my dad in Kuwait (I also added a new picture of me and P in the gallery).

I want to go! I really do. I think everyone thinks of this desolate place where everyone rides on camels when they think of Kuwait. My mom has had so many people-adults- ask her about how they plan on getting around with the sand everywhere and if people drive real cars. They’ve gotten the funniest questions, but I can understand because I thought that too before my dad moved there.

Kuwait is awesome. It is a very modern and trendy country. The pictures my mom brought back look picturesque. I would love to get a job over there… okay so now you think I’m crazy… maybe I am, but the benefits are out of this world.

The one HUGE thing I don’t think I would be able to handle is the extreme heat. Like- you could open up a samurai grill and cook your supper on the pavement heat. It is sweltering like 9 months out of the year there- like 100s hot. During the summer it is common for it to hit the 130 mark. That- would pose a problem for me.

I turn into a grouch when Iget hot- I get all snippy just when I am running late and have to blowdry my hair and get all hot. Will knows that if I turn the fan on in the bedroom and am just laying underneath it just to let me be because I probably have started getting hot and my naturally curly hair will start to get this wave thing going on no matter how long I spent blowdrying it straight and flat ironing it. I have to have a fan blowing on me in the bathroom when I blowdry during all seasons just stay content. I think my problem would be getting all ready and fixing my hair and makeup only to walk outside and just melt away. I hate sweating.  It puts me in a bad mood-did I say that already?

So, that wouldbe a hurdle- or as Will would probably say, a canyon- to overcome, and hes probably right. I am just clinging to the SAID (Specific Adaptations of Imposed Demands) principle I learned in one of my classes. It states that the body will gradually adapt to the demands that are placed on it. So, maybe I have a glimmer of hope afterall right?

I went to the doc today… I think I would have rather given birth to triplets than have to go through all this post op stuff. I am lying about the triplets, but this is going to be such a long process. I was totally in denial. I just KNEW I would be in tennis shoes next week walking normally and driving on my own. Okay, or not. I can start walking a little. I have to start these very painful exercises twice a day so my foot doen’t get all stiff- my toe feels like petrified wood now, so it should loosen it up (i KNOW you all wanted to read that!) I can go back to school Monday- but why would I want to!? As my “friend” Napleon Dynamite said, “I look like a freakin’ idiot!” This has been a very humbling experience- and Monday back to school will top it all! I can’t even walk in a straight line, I look like a drunk because I’m leaning back and forth and supporting myself on the wall. I know you are all very tired of hearing about this, but they say we talk about what we know… so right now, this is what I know! This too shall pass… deep breath…

Well, I am getting my husband back yay!! We are once again housesitting my parent’s house this weekend while they go see family before they move, so we are no longer on the couch! hurray! And, the best news of all is that Sunday, when they get back, I am finally moving out of my mom’s house and going HOME! This is really crazy, but I haven’t been in my house in 16 days! Wow. How weird!

I hope you all have a WONDERFUL day! Thanks for listening.