More grey and dreary days

Honestly? Ow. Yes, still at it. Cold sore (herpes) in combination with ...hell, I don't know. Wisdom teeth, only I had the little buggers removed. Either way, my right cheek is all swollen and achy - on the inside. Don't get any chipmunk images in your head, cause it doesn't show...well, apart from the grumpy mood I am in. The cheek aches, leading to my head aches, and then the rest of my body sort of aches just to sympathize with the head and cheek. Hello, body? You are not supposed to behave like this. Is it because I am not giving you sugar? I bet it is.

Yes, the house is sold, papers to be signed, and we're to move out - pronto. Oh, and the good news is that the kitchen for the new house arrives on Tuesday. Next week. Meaning...gee, there is a shitload of things to do, and so little time. Ow. And Christmas. My mother is starting to lean towards no Christmas at all, and I am SO not happy with that idea. I want Christmas! I want a tree, I want Christmas food, I want santas everywhere, I want candy (err, not supposed to eat it, but it is supposed to be there!) and I want presents under the tree, and the feeling that we might have outdone ourselves in the presents department.

Trying to feel positive here (see, Lori, I am trying!), and applied for two jobs yesterday - web producer and a team manager position (where they specified they wanted someone interested in language and computers - here I am!). I have applied for so many jobs lately, I am not even keeping track any more. Now that is just ...horrible. And yeah, they all said that thank you, we have your application, we will get back to you. Oh, right.

So, my life is a mess. My things are packed up, and I am living out of boxes - which, by the way, sucks. Honestly. You spend half an hour looking for a thing, just to realize that it is probably in one of the boxes in the new house. 800 kilometres away. Ugh. And I hate having my clothes in boxes and bags, cause I never get to wear anything. Err, of course I get to wear clothes, honestly! It is just that half of them are packed down, and I am not packing them up just to wear the lovely sweater at the bottom of the trunk. So, sticking with what is easily accessible.

-sigh- And there we go, I think I need a nap.