1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9- check, 1, 2, 3, 4...

That's me playing my latest addiction- sudoku . (Thanks a lot Heather). It seems to be the craze that's hitting the nation. I've got a list a mile long of things I should be doing and plan on doing (hang my vertical blinds, paint my kitchen, organize my office, hang shelves in the garage, hang curtains, put stuff in garage on said shelves...) the list goes on and on. How is it that I let myself get sucked in?? I have no self control- there, I said it. I sit down to breastfeed Corinne and the best place to do that is somewhere with a comfy chair and entertainment at hand... the computer- my favorite place in the house. But and hour and a half later after she's done I'm still sitting here- 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9- check 1, 2, 3, 4... here we go again.


P.S. Remember the dr. saying that there was no possible way that there was still a stone fragment left- that if there was Steve would be in excruciating pain? Remember me asking him if he was sure since there wasn't ever any pain to begin with and him treating me like a moron for asking? Well, guess what they found- a fragment left. Dumb dr. Anyway, we're pretty sure it's all passed now and Steve is feeling lots better. I've got my husband back and I'm grateful. He does a ton around here and having him incapacitated was enough to make me want to take up drinking.