I should have been a hooker!

I would totally be able to "work" if I could do so from my bed. I am still so exhausted and it is getting worse.  Have been helping daughter during this eviction thing.  Yesterday they moved into their townhouse.  Needs MAJOR cleaning.  Bah.  I don't even clean my own house.  Too tired.  I need to mow before the village fines me.  I need milk....hey!  Why doesn't the milkman come any more and just put the milk in that silver-colored lidded box by the back door?  I s'pose it was the fact that so many kids being born looked like the milkman.  Laundry?  Why?  I spend all my day in my nightgown when I am fortunate enough to get a day at home to myself.

What am I gonna do about this?  First I will wait to hear from the Cardio-Thorasic surgeon about the C.T. I just had.  Then - assuming all is the same - I will quit smoking and start eating the way a II Diabetic should eat.  I also need the doctor the draw some blood and check this Thyroid crap.  He put me on Synthyroid even though I still have my entire Thyroid.  He put me on it  because of the nodules.  

Life is just stupid.  One of these days my daughter and I are going to take a drive and crash into a pillar going 90 miles and hour.  I have just the right one picked out.