I am fine lol. Such an unessescary question to ask:confused:
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Ambivalent and not as energetic as I would like.
Today is our anniversary, we have a nice dinner planned at a steak restaurant with a special whiskey tasting event. I am looking forward to it, but I wish I were more “up” for it. And my spouse is going to want sex when we get home, which is always nice, but as I said, I wish I were more “up” for it.
So, objectively - doing really well. Subjectively - could be better.
Pleased that I have a new client who is paying me $2500 to design a second story for his house. After drawing and redrawing the floor plan I have come to realize it isn’t the piece of cake I thought it was going to be. That’s okay, as I love the challenge of designing a house.
I’m well, thank you for asking. My knee replacement didn’t turn out like I’d hoped, but I’m healthy and happy, well fed and comfortably housed, so really have no reason to be anything other than grateful.
Suffering toothache. So, not that wonderful, but tolerable.
Frustrated. Had lots of plans this week that didn’t come thru because wife has been sick for a while and a damn foot of snow. Things I was looking forward to that didn’t come thru. It’s to a point where I just can’t look forward to anything too far in advance. I’m the type of person who really needs something to look forward to. helps keep me going.
Who wants to know?
Fine.
I SAID FINE.
sniff
I’m okay. Slightly sad and irritated, I suppose. It’s right around the third anniversary of my intended’s death and I’m missing him and angry that his effing doctor didn’t listen to him when he said after a medication change that he felt exhausted all the time. And I’m angry that he didn’t take the initiative to change his medication back (“Honey, you ARE qualified to do that, you know.”) and find another doctor. But to be fair, he was going through his own stuff at the time, and I get why he was overwhelmed. I’m still sometimes angry a the loss of our future and the loss to his best friend and mom and the world, since he was a lovely and caring person.
The emotional stuff will pass soon enough, and after the coffee kicks in I’ll get moving and feel better.
My asthma is slightly flared up, but not enough that I’d go to the doctor. They don’t do much there’s only a 10% change in peak flow, even if I have trouble climbing stairs and carrying heavy items. Well, not under current asthma guidelines. My allergist in Florida (and later, my intended) would’ve given me an injection of a tiny amount of steroid to get me back to normal, but I guess that isn’t how things are done these days. You follow the action plan and don’t do anything until you’ve moved from slightly crappy and uncomfortable, and into the “yellow” range of “oh, sh**, something’s really wrong.”
Uh, sorry for the whinge and the departure from socially-expected norms.
Anyway, how are YOU?
I’m not unwell, thank you.
Despite the sun going down too early, I feel like singing:
Howwwwwwwwwwwwwwww are you? How-how, how-how.
(I really wanna know.)
(By my favorite band The How.)
I’s feeling fine. Today has been going great!
Meh, rather alone and unmotivated.
Fucking great, that’s the truth! Thanks for asking. Leonard33, how are you?
meh, could be worse, could be much much better. Physically I am doing just fine, though I will have to go to the eye-doctor glasses guy and get my eyes checked with the possiblility of having to get eye glasses for the first time in my life. Emotionally/mentally, dreading the upcoming anniversary of my brothers death (seems to be hitting harder this year) and the looming anniversary of my much beloved Big Orange Cats; Rugumus Rattus and his get Bitty Brat, and little gray cat and Home Defender, Loving Mouse The Vicious. Additionally, feeling a twinge of jealousy for my wife and our new cat Lord Nuzzles (Regnal Name; Furbious Maximus Rex). She is very much a dog person while I am very much a cat person and the silly furball has adopted her in totality reducing Guestling (nominally the person we got the cat for) and myself to +1 status (not even worthy of “occupant” can you believe it?) On a human front, my niece (stupid girl) is moving to another state to get back with a boyfriend who was a good guy until he pulled a knife on her in front of the Jellybean (her older son) and she is taking Jellybean and Mouse (her younger son) with her. Dammit she can’t take the kids with her! Not to mention the leaves! Oy the leaves! I never have gotten around to raking up the damn leaves and now its cold and wet and I just don’t want to even think about it.
How are you?
Why are you asking me that? Have you heard something? Who’s talking about me? What did they tell you about me? :eek:
Cite?
Lousy.