Kourtney Robinson – Dollybird Workshop

So.  We are beginning a bathroom renovation.  I’ve been avoiding it, a bit, because I found the kitchen reno so deeply unsettling.

On the other hand, I no longer have a three year old and a six month old and post-partum depression.  And we’ll still have other, functioning bathrooms.  (Amoryn was Very Upset with the kitchen reno and my friend who did most of it.  “YOU BROKE OUR KITCHEN.” she said, in that accusatory voice that only small, righteous children can muster.)

The bathroom reno is sort of a must – our acrylic tub has a crack.  And the man and I are both soakers.  Thus… RENOVATIONS.  And because we’re already opening our house to the terrors of RENOVATIONS, we’re going to facelift the two other bathrooms.

I’ve been looking at tile online for a long time, tonite.  And at faucets.  I took the kids to several different places yesterday, and found a sink I liked for the facelifts.  And maybe the master bath, too.

I am no longer looking at sink pictures.  No.  You can’t make me.

But I did just make a list of tile and bathroom places that I want to stop by tomorrow – again, with the kids.  It’s a lot of fun taking children to bathroom showrooms, did you know?

It’s even better if you take them to IKEA first.  So that’s what tomorrow’s plan is.  IKEA, bathroom showrooms.

I’d be quailing in fear, except that I’ve looked at so much tile today that it’s almost erased all of my normal reactions… tile… square… rectangle… square….

I am deeply curious to see what dreams my subconscious comes up with tonite.  Stay tuned for updates…

Or actually, maybe not.  I just had the most enjoyable/worst lunch ever – a bag of crushed up ichiban noodles (with the soup base sprinkled over top), and most of a Coffee Crisp.

Nutritious and well balanced? Not so much.  But comfort food!  I ate vegetables yesterday.  And I’ll have some for supper.  And the kids ate an okay lunch – although the littlest did make off with my last bite of coffee crisp.  It all evens out.

I also made this:

I used my Aril pattern, a clasp from Earthfaire, and amber beads that I scavenged from a necklace and bracelet that I made years ago.  I’m hoping that it’s going to help with migraines; and if not, well, it’s a pretty amber necklace, right?

I’ve been off Pristiq for about two weeks now, and let me tell you: that was No Fun At All.  Even with the Prozac bridge dose, I tapered about three times more slowly than the doc suggested.  For the last five weeks, I had borderline migraines with visual auras.  The visual auras were actually so bad, that I flunked part of my peripheral vision test at my annual eye exam.  I can see peripherally just fine – but for a while there, everything looked like it had a haze of tv static over it.

The last side effect – which I expected – was my circadian rhythms getting messed up.  When I started, they went all wonky, so I expected that they would do the same when I stopped.  Sure enough, I was exhasuted at three in the afternoon but Very Wide Awake at midnight!  I learned that there was no point in fighting it – so there were several nights that I didn’t go to sleep before 2am.  Thankfully, I mostly feel back to normal now.

And hopefully will be more consistent with the blog posts!