Spent last night in the ER - my left eye was swollen up like an extra flap of skin on the eye ball. When I looked in the mirror I thought my retina was detaching, after consulting my eye doctor at 10:30 pm I am now reassured that any retina issues are accompanied my loss of vision. Thankfully before I removed my contact from the swollen flap of tissue I still had 20/20 vision.

Turns out I have GPC - basically I have huge blisters under both eyes. After my follow up this morning at the eye doctor I drove my ass straight to Costco to purchase new glasses since I will be in glasses for months. Yes the eye doctor even repeated it for me to make sure I was aware that my treatment will not be a month with out contacts but months, upward of 3 she said. Once my eyes are healed then we can try and reintroduce contacts.

I'm officially (at least for one year) staying home with the girls and being a Mama full time. Our school is called Mama Pasta School. Two weeks ago I told Sofia I would teach her how to make pasta sometime. And last week on Thursday when Pat & I told the girls I was going to stay home Sofia sat quietly for a while then looked at me and said "You're not going to work anymore." I said "No I am going to stay home." Sofia looked up at me with a smile and said "Mama Pasta School."

Our first day was less than scrapbook worthy. We spent the morning at the eye doctor, then 2 hours at Costco getting my prescription filled and ordering glasses. When we finally made it home lunch was not followed my a nap and dinner was followed by an hour of horsing around in the bedroom. Sofia Mak, believe it or not has a bit of an attitude issues we're working on. She is very sassy with all of the changes.

Which brings me to our house! We're renting a beach house 200 yards to the ocean in Santa Cruz. It is a fabulous little 2/1 with french doors so the first thing we do in the morning is open up the living room and kitchen to the deck and yard. It's fantastic and feels so calming.

So what's next? I don't know but it's amazing to not own a house and be able to just take a walk when Pat gets home and dip my toes in the water. Perhaps I'll even start to use my wetsuit!