Somebody Pinch Me

Things are so good in my life right now, it makes me superstitious that something bad is about to happen.

Sweetie and I are in a wonderful place (as usual), getting along swimmingly, having fun, loving being together, excited about getting married very soon, and being ridiculously precious parents to Ruthie (about whom we regularly coo "OOOHH, isn't she just adorable?! Oh, little girl, you are so adorable!"). It's clicking. Ruthie IS adorable, cuddly, loving, sweet, and just the cutest thing on 4 legs (and sometimes 2! She took 2 steps on her hind legs the other night trying to get to food, I swear to god). I'm still exercising regularly, which is a g.d. miracle, let me tell you. Work is going amazingly well, I'm doing well, and have a great group of people to work with (with a few, minor exceptions, of course).

Luckily for my sanity, there is one thing. I've been feeling increasingly draggy and foggy-headed, my hair is even more difficult than usual, and I canNOT lose any weight/pudge around my middle, no matter how often I do No More Trouble Zones or the Shred. Therefore, while in Charleston this weekend (Oh? Did I fail to mention that? Yeah, we're going to Charleston tomorrow after work for a 3-day weekend, ahahaha!), I'm going to see my doctor and get my thyroid levels checked.

Thank god there's one thing wrong, otherwise I would be knocking every bit of wood I encountered, so superstitious am I. Life can't be THIS good. Can it?