Thoughts before bedtime

Diabetic education this morning.  Ugh.  Got a free meter though, so that was good.  I don't think it's the kind with the cheap strips though, so you know, maybe not so good.  We'll just have to see.  The counselor was talking about Metformin, which is the oral meds I would go on if I can't control my diabetes with diet.  And to be honest, she didn't exactly make me think it was something I wanted to avoid.  It's cheap and has little side effects other than maybe lowering cholesterol and promoting weight loss.  Not that I'm going to aim for meds, or anything.  But since we checked my blood sugar 3 hours after eating a meal that was well within my limits... and it was too high... it may be something I will be looking at.  =p

I really dislike my landlady.  For real. 

My hubby has been really excellent lately.  Very supportive, even with as cranky as I've been.  He's offered to eat whatever I need to eat.  He's even offered to take over bill paying, because that is just something my brain isn't dealing with very well.  I told him we can do it together.

I like his new schedule.  To a point.  He's always awake when I get up in the morning and I'm not a morning person.  He likes to talk.  A lot.  Like the guy is afraid of silence.  He even mumbles to himself when he has no one to talk to.  I'm serious.  So I get up and he just starts rambling on about... well, I'm not even awake enough to comprehend what he's talking about.  He's just talking.  And I'm trying to seem like it's not as annoying as it really is.  I tried to explain it to him this afternoon, but I have a feeling that it won't change anything.  Other than maybe him talking even more now that he knows it bugs me.

I've just been coo-coo roller coaster emotional lately.  Pissed off at the world.  Stressed out.  That's why I'm just blah blah blah-ing right now. 

I have this friend.  And I was ugly to him a few days ago.  I've been really upset with him anyway over things that happened years ago that just seem to come back around and bug me from time to time.  He just sent me a little message to let me know he was thinking about me and I pretty much bit his head off.  He called me to the table on it and I just told him I couldn't help how I felt and that I needed to just not have him in my life right now.  I was pretty shocked I did it and even more shocked that I felt better after I did it.  But then I had this horrible nightmare and I woke up and looked at my phone to see what time it was and noticed I had a message from him that was sent literally three minutes before.  He said that he would still be around when I was ready and that if he had to deal with me lashing out at him 100 times he would.  He actually suggested that I start blogging more, just to let off steam.  So why not? 

Anyway.  I need the bed.  I'm spacing out.