I do not know if I can stand another moment alone stuck in this house.
I have read the entire internet. Yep, you heard that right. Every word.
I have watched every medical anomaly show: Born without a Forehead, My Life with Five Nipples, etc etc etc.
I feel like I should be somehow "bettering" myself: preparing myself to be a parent. Or to not be a parent. Maybe I should write a book. But I don't know what I would write about other than a girl who is marooned on the couch, and that would be a very boring book. Trust me.
Luckily, this weekend I will be back on my feet, allowed to resume "full activity" (except for heavy lifting) and I have never been so excited about vaccuming and doing laundry.
SOMEBODY ENTERTAIN ME!!!