How are you today?

In My Humble Opinion
41

Miserable.

The happy pills are becoming less effective, or I’m just getting more depressed, or something, because I can’t shake it. I can’t really focus on anything for more than a few seconds, I feel like I’m staring through things and I’m on a slightly different plane of reality. I’d start making calls for therapists but it’s just too big of a mountain to climb right now.

The QC on one of the lab analyzers fucked up yesterday, to a huge degree, and I couldn’t get it back to normal, so I had to set up our backup analyzer and repeat a bunch of patient specimens to make sure the instrument problem hadn’t screwed up results (it hadn’t, thank goodness). I was fighting with it from 7:30 to 11:30, trying everything I could think of, and calling the hotline and walking through every step they suggested. Nothing. So when I get there today the day shift coag tech will inform me about what I fucked up and just how stupid I was and how easy it would have been to fix it if I’d just tried X first. Because the day shift knows all, and we evening shifters are “just generalists” and can’t be expected to find our own asses without help.

My boyfriend’s brother is getting married and I’m a bridesmaid, and the bride wants me to go look for wedding dresses with her. While I’m touched, it’s just going to remind me that my boyfriend is still about a million miles from deciding whether I’m the one.

And I have allergies.

So yeah, I’m in a shit mood today. Glad some of you are happy today, though. Maybe you’re contagious.

42

I’m well, thanks.

It’s Tuesday and I’m doing laundry and basking in the warm glow of a nice dinner I made last night for my friend and me:

Apps: Olive cheese nuggets, hot; and slices of Colby Jack cheese.

Salad: Romaine lettuce, crumbled Danish Blue Cheese, toasted pecan halves, thinly sliced Bosc Pear and Black Mission Figs with raspberry vinagrette.

Main: Inch-thick Porterhouse steaks, rare.

Side: Mini French bread loaf, thinly sliced with butter for him and EVVO for me.

It’s a good meal for me because it’s pretty low-carb. I didn’t eat any apps, and had one small slice of bread with the olive oil. My buddy ate everything plus Dollar General cookies for dessert. I am really getting into this cooking stuff.

Anyhow, the rest of today I have to go to Target and get a door hook, some plain beige pantyhose and a greeting card. Then I have to go to the liquor store and get a big-ass bottle each of Concha y Toro red and white wine. This stuff is really great for the price, by the way. I’ve also recently discovered, via my sister, Prosecco sparkling Italian wine. Nothing like nasty gross Asti spumante.This stuff is gently carbonated and fruity without being sweet. Awesome.

Dinner tonight is hominy and fried hamburgers. That is for my friend. Tasty but not on my diet. I’ll be having two grilled burgers, no rolls, and the rest of last night’s salad. Maybe a glass of the Prosecco, if I find it today, for dessert.

Okay, that’s probably way more than you all really care to know, but I’m putting off folding the laundry.

43

Okay. A little tired, because the baby wanted to eat four times during the night. My back’s a little sore from carting him around. Tonight Mr. Lissar will be home, not at the dojo, so there’ll be four sets of hands around this evening, one baby, and a chance to see my husband, which is nice.

It’s the kidlet’s three-month birthday today, so we’ll probably have a little three person party, which might involve wine for the adults.

On the down side, we have ants. I hate ants.

44

::tries to find a way to fit an imitrex into the network connection::

Poor baby. :frowning:

45

Your kind regards are a good start towards one. :slight_smile:

46

Cheery, bright, happy, larkish.

Glad that my depression lifted, and sorry that one has settled over at my Mom’s.

47

I’m happy to help. It’s free and I’ve got plenty to give away.

48

I’m really not sure. My life is both very normal and quite topsy-turvy right now, so there’s a certain amount of waiting around to see how I’m going to be affected by the actions of people I don’t know. Hopefully, it will all go well.

I’m debating calling my father now, or waiting until next week to talk some stuff over with him. The weekend is going to be a big one for him, so part of me wants to wait until that’s over, but I also just want to touch base with him quickly. I think it doesn’t really matter either way.

The puppy I take care of during the day has been horridly sick the last few days. She’s a golden retriever, and she most certainly ate something. She’s been doing better - yesterday she was happy about food again and today she’s actually drinking water, but it’s still worrisome. However, we went on a half-hour or so walk today, and she was better behaved than she ever has been. Hopefully this trend is real, and not just that she’s not feeling 100%. Since she wasn’t good, I think the trend is real, and we will soon be at good (note, she isn’t really bad, she’s just not where I’d like to see her in terms of walking on a leash).

I invited a person who will probably eventually be a friend and his girlfriend out last Friday to dollar burger night at a bar near our respective homes for tonight. He said maybe, depending on his workload. He and she normally go every week, but he leaves for South Africa a week from today (for four months, even), and he has a lot to get done before then. If they don’t go, I’m not sure I want to go alone. I’m not normally against eating on my own, but somehow dollar burger night feels like it should be a social thing. Whatever. It’s on my menu to go, so I probably will, especially since my roommate is having a work-type meeting at our house tonight.

I need local friends. I have some fellow dopers that I think I am working toward friends with, but there’s not a lot of chance to hang out. I like them a lot, though.

Finally, I’ve got to figure out employment. That’s always a pain.

49

Thank you. Not sure I could keep it down anyway, but a virtual drug may be the best kind.

50

{{{{drugs}}}}

51

Meh. I feel kinda negative; big family troubles, sister moving out, mom is depressed. Parents won’t talk. Feel like shit after I slept less than six hours last night and my stomach is somewhat upset. Future doesn’t seem too nice. It’s cold out but sunny. I feel better than before, though.

Yesterday was great: went to Barnes & Nobles for an amazing magazine interview with a band, but came home to see sister and mom get into big fight. Had to go out and look for run-away mom. A beautiful Monday ruined.

Now I’m ok. Mom went to sleep. The only good I’m getting out of this is that I finally get my own room ( other texting, chatting sister is now in another room :smiley: )

Being on the computer is waay relaxing; especially on the SDMB.

52

I’m tired but relieved. I’ve been managing positioning, training and coordination of several new products in my field and it all just culminated last night and today. Unfortunately, I had to get to work at 6 a.m. this morning after working from 7 a.m. to about 11 p.m. last night with a couple of hours’ break in the middle (time with my son and husband is still sacrosanct). Apparently things went well since I don’t have people calling me and yelling, so I’m somewhat satisfied, but expect to be even moreso this time tomorrow. And I got to take off my business suit, so I’m physically comfortable for the first time today.

I can’t wait to: see my kid, see my husband, eat dinner with both of 'em, run on the treadmill and then pass out in exhaustion, maybe after vegetating in front of the tube for a while. I’d skip the workout, but I had a great record of five times last week and I haven’t worked out since Friday even though I’ve been eating Cheezits and other not-so-good-for-you stuff.

53

I’m coming down with something. I can feel it in my chest. :mad: The office had a bout of pnumonia, so I’m hoping this is just a chest cold!