Friday, March 22, 2013

Baby it's cold...inside?

It was 59 when I woke up at 6:30 am

Woke up this morning to a cold house, after messing with the thermostat I realized the boiler was not turning on. OH NO yet another swim morning ruined, this is just not my week. I called Petro & was told they could come anytime between when I was calling and noon (I called at 6:45 am). I was hoping they would come sooner rather than later.

I got the boys up for school & they had many complaints about getting dressed in (to them) a freezing cold house. As a result everyone was pretty cranky, & slugish. Herded the boys out of the house, & drove them to school worried the whole time that I was going to miss the Petro man! I have that sort of luck most of the time, if it can go wrong it almost always will.

When I get back home the first thing I see is Chavi's school binder sitting on the couch. So back in the car, & back up to the school to drop that off for him. (it figures the one morning I don't ask is x,y,z in your book bag, & the boys wonder why I am such a huk) Perfect timing because the Petro man arrived not 2 minutes after I got back home again.

Our boiler is brand spanking new, it was just put in this past June. I find it really frustrating that a piece of it is already breaking down. The oil feed line has a valve, & on top of that valve is a little wheel knob looking thing. That is what broke the little wheel knob thing, it was not allowing the oil into the boiler. The Petro man told me that with these new boilers that is almost always the problem. It is just not a very well  made little wheel knob thing I guess, at least the service call and part replacement is free that is a plus!

That is the feed line with the wheel knob thing off, such a tiny part to cause such a big fuss

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Is coffee breaking up with me?

Sunday & Monday of this week I was so ill, it was just horrible. The kind of ill where you are pleading with the porcelain gds to just let it happen already, PLEASE! All week long my stomach was recovering, I haven't had coffee since Sunday. I have had mugs & mugs of wonderful tea. What is it about tea that makes it so wonderful, especially when you feel like garbage?

Yesterday, I had one cup of coffee in the evening after swimming with the boys. Around bed time I started to feel ill again, still feeling nauseated this morning. The only connection I can make to how I feel is the coffee, which would be devastating because I love coffee!

Now I am going to miss my morning swimming again because I don't want to get ill in the pool. I love swimming & have only been one time this week because my stomach is apparently out to get me. I have missed yoga all week too, which makes me just feel so blah. I love my pool & yoga time they recharge me, & make me feel wonderful.

Pity party table one please!

Now I am wondering if I have gallstones. Google U tells me coffee can cause contractions in your gallbladder & if you have gallstones bring on an attack. It is times like these when I feel like the universe is pushing back against me as I try to change & become a healthy person. I get into the swing of things & then something happens to knock me right out of my game again. I don't want to be sick, I want to be at the Y in the pool working towards being fit.

I am not saying I have gallstones, or even that the universe is really out to get me, I am just saying I desperately want to feel well.

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Wordless Wednesday

(our last day in NYC I know, I know it took me forever to post LOL)


Alice's Tea Cup: Chapter 1

The Met

Shake Shack & Leaving NYC

Alice's Tea Cup
The Met
Shake Shack