Y’all, I Cannot Stay Well!
My gosh, guys. I cannot stay well to save my life! I don’t know what in Hades is going on with me, but first it was that week of pure exhaustion and a headache that made me want to just crawl into the couch cushions and never come out. Then, just when I thought I was finally on the upswing, I woke up Sunday with what I’d call a summer cold—if I still lived in Kentucky.
But here in Florida? Honey, it’s fall, the calendar swears it’s pumpkin-spice season, but the thermometer says, “Nah girl, it’s still 90 degrees.” So I guess that makes every cold a summer cold down here. Whatever it is, it’s been rough—cough, congestion, headache, fatigue, lethargy…basically I’ve been a whole hot mess. The couch and I have become best friends, and I only peeled myself off of it today because I had an appointment I couldn’t miss.
In between naps and Kleenex runs, I have managed to pour several candles (that part made me feel semi-productive), and I’ve been designing a ton of new shirts. The only thing missing? SALES. Y’all, this is where you come in. I need sales so I can buy more supplies, because unfortunately, Hobby Lobby doesn’t take hugs as payment. Visit my Etsy Shop, I promise there is something you will LOVE!
And speaking of health adventures—because apparently, I’m collecting them like Pokémon—we finally made a decision about what to do with these heavy periods that keep tanking my iron. Turns out my uterus is petite. Like, shockingly petite considering the number of kids I’ve had. It’s only .3 mm over the cut-off for an ablation. That doesn’t mean it can’t be done, but it does mean it’s tricky. So, Plan A is trying another IUD.
Yep, you read that right. Another IUD. As in, the same type of contraption that once upon a time (back in 2005-ish) decided to bust through my uterus and go on a field trip around my abdomen. Because apparently, I like to live dangerously.
So here we are—candles poured, shirts designed, couch conquered, uterus negotiations in progress. Life’s never boring over here, that’s for sure.
Now do me a favor, friends: check out my shop, snag yourself a candle or shirt, and help me keep this train rolling. Trust me, your house smells better when you shop JazzyRaye Candle Co. of Simply Sina.
