Only a handful, Am I pregnant

Yesterday I took a nice sized chunk out of the remaining Christmas shopping I had to do.  At this point I should be able to wrap it up easily this weekend without spending a ton of time.  That’s a good thing because I need to give the yard a cut and trim this weekend to get the property to the end of the year without looking too ratty.

I have had a weird thing going on since last week.  The sight and smell of the eggs I normally make each and every morning has been making me feel nauseous for some odd reason.  I don’t get nauseous for any reason normally so for this to start out of the blue is odd.  Some mornings it was bad enough that I stopped making eggs and just had PB toast or Pop Tarts because I felt dangerously close to throwing up.    Why this would start out of the blue is a mystery that I will likely just write off to more of the wonders of aging.  I am hoping it will simply fade away over time, my general approach to the majority of ailments I come across.