My sister Meg and her husband Vince are here visiting from Denver and we made plans a while ago to do something really fun today, perhaps go downtown. Peter took the day off and we were ready to go. This morning I was feeling like death warmed over and decided that they should just go do something. I took my second dose of Methotrexate on Saturday (ramping up from 2.5 one week, 7.5 the next, which was yesterday and then next week I’ll take 12.5) and I just haven’t been feeling right. I’m exhausted, naseuous, and irrational. I’m embarrassed to say I picked a fight with Peter this morning and ended up speaking dolphin about him not validating me. Even WHILE I was picking said fight, a voice in my head was saying “Um, what are you doing? No one can understand you because you’re not making any sense and the tone you’re using is really high pitched and annoying”

So…Finn and I stayed home, which sounds relaxing but is not as he has decided to rehearse all day for the play he is currently starring in called “I Like to Scream and Yell for No Reason”