The CoronaCooties test was self administered. I was so visibly and audibly relieved when told that, I got an “Aw, bless your heart” from the pharmacy tech. (Turns out she’d lived in Tennessee for ten years.)
Now I wait two to five days. Right now, I feel so wrung out that the first couple of those days will be a mercy. It’s not the hair-trigger nausea like food poisoning - where a mere drop of water sets off a violent reversal - but just this constant ookyness and weariness.
I did feel sprightly enough on the way home to stop for a piece of fried chicken and a roll. The protein seemed welcome, and nap inducing. Just now, I had a graham cracker. Let the good times roll.
I’m thinking a Calzone made with tortillas, instead of dough.
shoe I hope the test turns out ok.
Nut congrats on finishing everything up!
Dot I think that even if you aren’t doing yoga while carrying your dog in a few months, you will be getting stronger and that’s so important.
MetalMouse did you say “run”, as in on purpose exercise? I admire you.
I had a root canal today. Now I need to wait through the whole dentist, temporary crown, actual crown stuff. For now, no eating by that tooth. Of course, it’s one of my front teeth, so I’m not entirely sure how to accomplish this feat. Also, when they say it won’t hurt, they lie.
Somehow I have bruised my tailbone. I am not amused. Sitting on the bed is bearable, but not great. Hopefully it will resolve soon.
cookie congrats on the new Roku. TV and entertainment are a big help right now.
Sunny, what is this ‘run’ thing you accuse me of?? Maybe a mild walk each night… And ouch on the root canal.
Purp, yea on the self-administered test and crossing appendages that it’s negative.
Cookie, congrats on the Roku. I’m still in the Direct TV age, albeit I am now an Amazon Prime member, so may be doing more with it. Right now my soundbar and TV are not cooperating after 3-4 months with no problems, I either pushed the wrong button(s) or something, but TV is now silent.
FCM, hope the dosage helps FCD to sleep.
Dishes all put away so I can dirty them again, dinner has been consumed and the promised rain lasted all of 5-10 minutes. Should go outside for a bit, but just can’t work up the ambition to do so. So readin’ and internettin’ it is. Been watching a You Tube Channel where the guy covers literally hundreds of airplane crashes and near-misses, I’m not scared off of flying but I will be watching things closely…
It’s 91, but not hideous out. I’m making smoked bourbon chicken for dinner, with rice and grean beans. Today is “National Hug Your Cat Day”, so of course Lady Touch Me Not is hiding in the coat closet.
Yes
And hope things stop hurting.
: crosses appropriate and inappropriate appendages for shoe :
Cookie, at least it’s not a Zoom gynecologist appointment: “OK, now stick your webcam in your business…”:eek:
Sounds like you need to do a little re-jiggering. Back when Thomas Edison was alive, GFCIs were crazy expensive, so it was common to have one at the very beginning of a tortured circuit that snaked its way from the garage or basement to the kitchen, the bathrooms, and any outside outlets. Now, they’re cheap. My advice is to “pigtail” the wiring at the studio outlet so you can have a GFCI outlet there, but the rest of the circuit is not GFCI-protected. Do the same at the dishwasher’s outlet as dishwashers need GFCIs as of the 2014 National Code. (Big metal box full of electricity and sloshing water - go figure…) What does NOT need a GFCI is the refrigerator because refrigeration compressors can cause nuisance trips. (This is also assuming the outlet the fridge plugs into is not easily accessible. Behind the fridge is good.)
Counting down the hours for PWAISDN to re-open his salon…
Four and a half hours. It took that long on remote last night for them NOT to fix the problem. Saturday, one of the IT guys is coming over to work on it. It will cost me, but I trust Saleh.
It was supposed to rain here today too, but it missed us. I fully expected it to start on my way home from irk. I walked Nelson and he got to say hi to the maintenance guy (the mastiff’s human). He likes to play with Nelson and calls him Scrappy Doo. Et brinner and will do KP momentarily. Then, it’s chill in the studio.
One step closer to quasi-normal life today: the Jack in the Box near Hades Annex had dine-in! I got to sit at a table in AC and eat my lunch instead of doing so in a hot car (still less annoying than the breakroom). Not all JitB are opening the dining room, but I did find one that did, and I even got a fish sandwich (that location still has them in the freezer and judging by the nice cashier’s comments would love to sell them).
Callers weren’t as hideously obnoxious as usual, but still too abundant. We’re also now playing musical desks.
I really do keep trying to get on earlier in the day, but the 502’s snarl and snap at me.
I spent way too long trying to figure out a tax thing today. Too complicated to go into here, but it gave me a headache.
My sister is doing pretty well, considering. She called the scammer again, though. I keep telling her it’s a waste of time, but she has trouble believing some people are just plain evil. The memorial service is next week. She was thinking it’d just be immediate family, but she posted something about it online, so now she’s not sure. She asked me if she should have a lunch or something afterward. I told her no way. Covid lurks.
I went for an urban hike. Six miles feels like more than it used to.
I think they have to pay for that. Isn’t there a porn star union?
I understood about 4 words of that: crazy, pigtail, electricity, and slosh.
When in doubt, just add a GFCI outlet for each outlet you want protected. They’re cheap and you don’t need to worry about how the house was wired, because that can be interesting to figure out.
Do you have a Samsung TV by any chance? Samsung has all kinds of glitches. There are some ridiculous fixes for them (as in how the hell did they program this thing, not as in 3 hours later it finally resets).
It was 101 again today. Tomorrow we finally cool off a little and should be around 80. The weekend should be right around 75. I’m not sure how this all works, but I’d like to order the weather package without so much heat in it.
I had two goals for the afternoon - change the sheets, and eat some soup.
I have accomplished both. I feel a tiny bit better, at least at the moment. These “oh, I feel pretty fine!” popups come and go quickly. Then I’m tired again, and I go back to sleep.
I’m upset with how stalled all the unpacking and organizing has been. My sole local friend has crazy energy and would probably love to be unleashed at it … and I’d like to let her, though she likely will let off a torrent of casual judgyness (“oh, my god, why do you still even have this?”) the whole time.
Bah with this whole “infectious disease” nonsense getting in the way of my home becoming more cozy!
Perhaps one additional bowl of soup is called for.
I hope you get the COVID results soon. My friend who got so sick with it said debilitating fatigue was her first symptom–also her last, as it’s been 8 weeks, and she’s just now feeling like her old self, pretty much. I definitely would not have your friend over. Lay low and let the boxes wait.
**gotti **- our dishwasher doesn’t have an outlet - it’s hardwired. I don’t know if it has an internal GFCI, but I would hope so.
Some of the wiring in this house is, um, interesting. And we probably could have made better choices when we remodeled, but after 15 years and no fires, I guess we didn’t do too bad. Still, I’d like to make a few changes, except for having to take walls down to do it. We’ll figure something out.
And, yes, I’m up stupid early. I think as I plunge further into geezerdom, I don’t need as much sleep, so I shouldn’t go to bed as early as I have been. However, it would require re-training my bladder, since that’s why I woke at 4 today.
I don’t think we got the promised rain last night, but we are supposed to get some tonight. Once it’s light, I’m going to get my planting done, including lots of water to help establish everything. That way, if it doesn’t rain, the transplants might still have a chance.
Other than that, I’ll toss a couple of loads in the wash, and the critter fountain needs to be scrubbed. Daughter is taking Roxy to visit her former babysitter (who is a bit of a germophobe, so no COVID worries there.) **FCD **is trying to go longer between pain meds. SIL keeps getting texts from his boss, but no back-to-work date yet. Such is life at FairyChatEstates!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 70 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 93 and mostly N.O.S. for the day. Need to take care of some errands this mornin’ which I shall do earlyish. I foresee some quality cee-mint pond time this afternoon. We shall swipe The General’s sup as we have not had that in a while.
Everyone else, I read, but possibly did not comprehend, so yays, boos, hugs, trouts, chitlins, noogies, and how you doin’s all around as needed.
Now I need more caffeine and rumbly tummy wants to be fed. Then, alas, alack, bother and woe, I suppose I should purtify and don appropriate bein’ about the public attire. Life is just so difficult!
It’s 7:30. I’ve tended the critters, made **FCD **breakfast, had my breakfast, planted 3 peonies, 1 astilbe, and transplanted a forsythia. I’ve showered and dressed, and the first load of dirties is in the washer.
Stand in awe of my productivity!!!
We’re supposed to get rain tonight, so I hope to transplant a few lilies and get the last of the iris in the ground tomorrow. We shall see. Meanwhile, the rest of the household is sleeping, so I may commandeer the remote.
Thanks for the hugs and good wishes, y’all. I beat myself up terribly - being forced to write out my thoughts here in the MMPs has really illuminated that for me - and get mired down easily and wind up overwhelmed. Being this low energy has been depressing; I stare at all the things I oughta do, and then just roll my eyes and go, “Ugh.”
Reminder to self: I have been sick. Not wanting to stack up more dirty dishes is a piss poor reason to not eat.
Anyhoodle, whackadoodle, I felt sprightly enough this morning to emerge briefly outdoors to water my plants, and to wash one (1) mug so I could have a cuppa hot tea. Perhaps I shall wash a few more dishes, later.
Or possibly, roll around on Amazon looking at expensive portable dishwashers and fantasizing …
Thanks for the hugs and good wishes, y’all. I beat myself up terribly - being forced to write out my thoughts here in the MMPs has really illuminated that for me - and get mired down easily and wind up overwhelmed. Being this low energy has been depressing; I stare at all the things I oughta do, and then just roll my eyes and go, “Ugh.”
Reminder to self: I have been sick. Not wanting to stack up more dirty dishes is a piss poor reason to not eat.
Anyhoodle, whackadoodle, I felt sprightly enough this morning to emerge briefly outdoors to water my plants, and to wash one (1) mug so I could have a cuppa hot tea. Perhaps I shall wash a few more dishes, later.
Or possibly, roll around on Amazon looking at expensive portable dishwashers and fantasizing …
Et brinner and will do KP momentarily. Then, it’s chill in the studio.
