upside down again

Still no word on the stress test, but then again, I didn't wake up until after 5pm. Mom was very careful not to make a sound, but I kinda wish she had, cause I didn't necessarily want to sleep that late. I find myself with kind of an attitude, and I don't know if it's cause of waiting for the results or having someone in my house when I'm used to living alone - mom stayed here for a while before, or, which I am more inclined to think it is, is the topamax, my go to excuse for everything, and is probably also responsible for the high cost of gas.

I was thinking about it this evening, wondering why I was so edgy, and I remembered that that was why I was taking such a low dose in the first place. Josh almost immediately called me on being cranky when the doctor back in Tempe tried to raise the dose past 150 mg. Now here I am at 300 mg. I may ask Alex if she's noticed a personality change - I'm too scared to ask Josh, or I should say, I'm to smart, experienced and bruised to ask Josh. Actually, I wouldn't be surprised if he said something to me first. 

So, nothing new today. A trip to Walgreens where Ozzy flirted with the cute woman at the pharmacy who has a yorkie-poo who looks just like him. He's a chick magnet.

 I gotta try to do something about my back yard. Mom reminded me, at 9:30 pm that I was going to call someone. I'll try to remember to take a picture of it so you see I do not exaggerate. Last night Josh and Alex came running back in after being out for a smoke and grabbed flashlights and a stick cause something living moved and startled them in the backyard. Josh was worried it was a possum ("They're mean!" and proceeds to make scarly face and noises - it was cute. He was serious. I still don't want one. ) I think it's a cat that lives in my mums. I don't know why its a cat, but Sheba must have been hearing something cause she's been antsy to get outside for a week or so. Maybe the peeing was her way of getting thrown out. Hmmm. Something to ponder.