Ok. I'm gonna try this again. 

This is mostly for me. You'll probably be bored. You're welcome to read though, of course. Again, boring shit. It's just stuff I need to keep in mind. However, if you think I'm glossing over rsomething, please let me know.

• Keys: On Friday, July 24th, I need to pick up the keys to the apartment.  I'm hoping there'll be three sets of keys to the front door, the apartment, and the mailbox. If not, I might beg them to make another set... mailbox keys are hard to reproduce. I have to be there from noon to four, waiting for the interwebs guy to connect us up. Which brings me to another issue...
• Walkthrough: I'm going to try to persuade Alex to call the apartment complex to see if we can wait to do the walkthrough until he gets there at four-ish. If not, I'll have to be there at least at eleven. Maybe earlier. 
• Pack a weekend bag/box: I will need three, preferably four, changes of clothes, a towel, toothbrush/toothpaste, any meds needed for the weekend, hairbrush, and TP. Oh, and girly items if my problem hasn't been fixed. Since I will be living a block from a Target, I can go pick up anything else I need if I can't find it.
• Stuff at my mom's house: This weekend, I will be going back. I plan on coming back here on Sunday because I need to sleep, it's closer to work, less stressy, etc. I need to go through the house to see if I've left anything. I also need to wash all my sheets, blankets, etc. I want to fold up the bed, get everything in the same area, etc. Most of this is done, it's just reviewing things. I also have one box to sort, which I may wait to do until at the new place.
• Food: I've discovered that I'm out and about a lot of after work. I may just suggeest that I go ahead and make my food separately when we get to the new place, except maybe Saturday/Sunday nights and then could split the cost of those meals or something. Not entirely sure. I've got other reasons, too, though. I'm thinking of going on a diet, maybe eating mostly vegan again, etc. Plus, I feel bad when I text Kate and say "I'll be there for dinner. No I won't. Yes I will." and don't want to have to worry about her having made too much or whatever. In addition, it is easier for me to bring leftovers for lunch and with the way it is now, I don't have any. 
• Bills: We need to discuss any/all bills, how they'll be split, when they're due, and how we're paying for them. 
• Kitchen: I need to discuss with the roomies whether we want to keep food in separate cupboards, together or what. Also, see about if they want to have assigned shelves in the fridge... we've already done that here, but I think the fridge here is smaller. I also have to have room for the few things I do have in the kitchen.
• Chores: Need to figure out what to do about main room chores. I've found that "it'll get taken care of" means it often doesn't. It may be different with them, but who knows. Need to at least discuss this.
• Discussions: Things like guests and do we need to ask or just notify, etc. Any other rules/objections/things I do that might bug you that you should be aware of. I'm just being paranoid, I know, but the more things we figure out ahead of time, the less likely problems will occur. I've had friends become roommates become enemies before. It sucks.
• Uhaul: Figure out how I'm getting the U-haul. I don't want to go to my mom's on Friday night. It makes no sense. But then Danielle won't know how to get to the U-haul place (she's bringing Jeff up for me). And I need to be there between 11 and 12, so we'd have to get up before that. This whole process is very stressful.

I can't really think of anything else, but if I do, I'll edit and add it to this list.

So, I had a med student shove her fingers up my hoohah today. Cute as she was, I was not having fun. Oh no. I was having a gyno exam done. Because of the aforementioned bleeding problems.

So, of course, they're all "We have to do an exam, get naked from the waste down." I had to remind the assistant I was bleeding and would she please get a little absorbent pad thingy for me to sit on. How fucking humiliating. They should have a better way of doing this shit.

And, I did mention to the med student that I was bleeding. Guess what she says when she takes her hand out of my coochie? "You're bleeding just a little." THANKS. I already KNEW that.

But, the doctor is giving me a week worth of depo pills (I had a "Wait... that comes in PILLS?!?" moment.) And then, she's switching my birth control pills to one with a lower estrogen dose, some added iron, and a higher amount of progesterone. And is considering installing a hormonal IUD to help even things out and reduce risk of cancer. That's a fuck of a lot of birth control for a girl who has her damn tubes tied. And I just bought some of my old BC pills on Sunday. Ten bucks down the tube. Damn.

Anywho, I then say "Can I please please PLEASE have a partial hysterectomy or even a endometrial ablation?" Apparently, it pays to be an educated patient because I may get the ablation. She called the med student in and said something about encouraging patients to educate themselves and how I brought that up, etc. Which I thought was kinda cool. See, normally, they don't do ablations for people my age. But I've  got my tubes tied and don't want kids. So, they can do it.

So you now are all updated on my bleedy issues, even if you didn't want to be.