This summer has been nuts.
To start it off, we had a dud pregnancy and all the emotional and physical fallout from that.
Then, right about when Carly's body has recovered enough to start trying for the genetic offspring again, she busts her knee on the beach in North Carolina.
The recovery period for her knee was complete about a month or two ago, and right around then, she comes down with West Nile Virus. WEST NILE! Of all things! Two emergency room visits and many, many nights of feverish sweating that did NOT involve sex later, I get sick with some kind of flu thing.
The flu did not deter Carly from enforcing her phone-app dictated sex regimen, and lo! And behold! Carly has the flu.
So we're at the present. A whole summer and most of a fall wasted. Yeah, there's been plenty of fooling around, but none of it particularly productive. So, not much to report on the baby-making front.
In other news, my whole New York world has been cloven in half, as most of my best friends from work have headed for the hills. Since April, all of my core work friends have gone away to some other office or another, and a few more are on their way out. This isn't too big a deal, really, except that it wears away my desire to go to work or be nice to people while I'm there. I'm missing that stress-release valve of bitching with my co-workers over this or that over a beer. In addition, I've just not had any good outlets for creativity or emotions (rage) in the last few months, so it's been hard to sleep or get over little problems. My temper is short, I've gained a bit of weight, and I don't sleep much. I'm an angry bear in winter.
I'll get back to the grind of posting and talking about stuff here, very soon. I miss the routine and my mind has gotten kind of cheese-like since I haven't forced it to think about stuff all that much. So there's that.
