I'm unrealistically angry at my husband for ordering food last night instead of just cooking. I'm guessing I'm doing better just blah. I mean so mad I felt like throwing something at his head! Even after trying to sleep it off.

I'm developing tremors. I don't know if it's the zyprexa or genetics catching up to me. (my sister has hand tremors) I could cut down to 7.5 mg but I do not want to be in the place I was before the increase. I've been out shopping with my family. I bring like $40. So If I find something or if they go to lunch I'm not a burden. I found a big present for Miguel. I was so sad everything was so small it could fit in a shoe box. It's not a BIG present like little kids can get for like $20 but it's a good size and it was cheap-ish.

We found out Miguel despite his SAT scores, dual enrollment, GPA and his scholarship he will have to go to a community college. I wish he never did FLVS. I'm not going to tell him, let him apply for the universities anyway. Why and I focusing on this? in 6 month he has to apply (early decision). I'm thinking about having him take an extra year in high school just so he has time to get a hold of his MI.