My digestive tract is bothering me today as it has since Monday.
It is not bothering me because I read some depressing housing statistics this week:
I have now resinged myself to the fact that my bitching and moaning about one day buying real estate to buy is much like my impatience with finding a girlfriend during my single days in my 20's. I just need to let go of my anxieties and recognize that it will just happen one day. That day may not be tomorrow and I don't know where the house will be, but it will happen, and undue worry about it is fruitless.
- median selling price for homes in the county where Mrs. Geek and I live in 2/2005 -- $711,000, up 16% over 2/2004,
- median selling price for this county and the seven surrounding counties during the same period -- $569,000, up 19.5% over 2/2004, and
- monthly 30 year, 20% down mortgage payment for the median house in those counties in 2/2005 -- $2,549.84.
No, my stomach ailments seem to be more viral or stress-related, I'm not sure which. Food tastes and smells odd. Low level nausea, accompanied by a lot of churning and gurgling, seem to be the norm for much of the day. I burp a lot. Meat in particular seems very hard to get down. The only thing that seems to taste relatively normal is carbohydrates: pasta and bread.
As my diet over the last six months has emphasized meat and vegetables for my last big meal of the day, supper is particularly difficult to enjoy. I find myself reaching more for carbohydrates, but I can easily over-indulge in starchy foods and they make me feel full in a heavy, sleepy way. I also get a fair number of carbs during the rest of the day. Why should I get more of them at dinner?
Adding to the mix is the fact that today is St. Patrick's Day... which traditionally includes a repast of boiled corned beef and cabbage with my in-laws. I somehow think that boiled beef is not going to be easy to get down into my gullet tonight. *sigh*
I hope I can feel more normal again soon.
on 2005-03-17 at 1:27 p.m.
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