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And Then I Ran Out Of Toilet Paper

September 26, 2012 by
Y’all, over the last couple of weeks, I have somehow (magic is involved I suspect) overcome anxiety attacks, work stresses, wedding planning hiccups, meeting Captain Thoughtful’s entire extended family, reading at my future sister’s wedding, being surrounded by cats that make me oh so itchy and sneezy, and flying in 4 different airplanes. Sure, I may be a little ragged, sure I’m exhausted, but, gosh darn-it, I *did* it. And I did it without completely losing my mind, and I did it with a genuine smile on my face because I’m happy. Stressed, but happy.
So, I started this week feeling like I had a handle on things. And then I got sick. Sore throat, runny nose, fever, body aches. But, hey, I can handle a little cold. I stocked up on OJ and medicine and remained determined to make it through this week. And then I woke up in the middle of the night with a very sick stomach. And then, on my 4th trip to the bathroom at 3am, I ran out of toilet paper.
And then I laughed. Because, really?

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