well, Sean, to answer the question that I often ponder - the initial reason for my needed therapy has been dealt with - but as I make major life changes, new issues come up (and yes, I realize that this probably applies to **Spats ** also, but I now go once a month and/or as needed. Weekly just seems redundant these days (I guess that means I’m pretty healthy, emotionwise anyway)
**Tellie ** - what have you done to lose your weight?
It’s also getting into yard sale season, which can be good for finding clothes. Congratulations on work, too.
Before Mr. Lissar gets home from work, I should:
Finishing cleaning the kitchen, dammit! And bleach it down and scrub everything
Get all the random junk off the couches
Sweep, vacuum, and mop the whole apartment
Figure out what we’re eating tonight, because Driving Husband will probably be over
Figure out what we’re eating this weekend, too.
Tidy the bedroom
I’m not sure this is all possible. Someone motivate me.
Nothing really special. I’m just away from a lot of stress at home, and so eating less because when I’m upset, I tend to pig out. I’m also walking all over Roanoke (which is way hilly–great walking terrain), after basically sitting on my bum for three months at home. I tend to lose weight quickly when I try, and I’m grateful for that. When things settle down a bit and I can actually cook instead of eating out, I’m sure the weight-loss trend will continue. (Hmm, maybe Roland will let cook in his kitchen. I have the feeling that he doesn’t own many pots or pans, though.) My clothes are loose, which I can deal with. The worst part about losing weight and not having much money for buying new clothes, though, is (TMI)…when your undies get too big. I hate loose underpants. I’m going to buy some new ones, though. It’s getting ridiculous.
Hee hee. I had some Queen size whoppers I used to wear when I was pregnant. Later, I’d occcasionally have Emergency Panty Days, where there just were none others clean. Out would come the Whoppers. It is a uniquely strange experience, wearing underpants four sizes too big.
OK, I can top that. Once, I ran out of clean undies, and borrowed a pair of bikinis that someone had given my husband, when he was a lot smaller. Yes, I’ve worn men’s underwear.
OMG!
The guy from the temp agency dropped by here to talk to the tile folks a bit. He also told me that I’ll have an assignment for a couple of months either starting next week or the week after that. Actually in accounting!
I’m giddy with excitement.
::does happy dance, which looks a lot like the Macarena, except less dignified::
I have also used up a whole message pad already. The phones are very busy, which is what I like. I would be horribly embarrassed if it turned out that I was being paid to play on the net all afternoon, though they said I was welcome to use it as long as I still did my job.
CONGRATS TEL!
I knew you could do it! 
You go knock their socks off.
Woo-Hoo!!!
:flings confetti and popcorn:
Done the kitchen, sweeping, and vacuuming. Time to mop. I’m drinking the black cherry vanilla stuff and it’s starting to grow on me, in a weird no-natural-ingredients way.
wow - you’re a speedy spiffy-er. all that in two hours? wanna come do my house?
I’m running a bit behind, so
CONGRATULATIONS!
to all the many Dopers who deserve them.
good news, tel!!!
::flings muskrats and bunnies:: (Well, there are too many of them around here and they were getting underfoot!)
we could just leave the critters alone, and see if anything interesting happens
(what would a **bunkrat ** look like?)
I love this last one: Millions of products. Millions. What do you need? We got it. It fact, we have millions of them. Whatever they are.
And welby … since I don’t think anyone has said so this week: you’re a sick, sick man.
I so don’t want to work anymore today. I feel like munhcing everything from the snack machine (that’s the prednesone talking, I know, but still) I’m itchy to be outside, it’s really nice her, if a teensy humid. But I think that’s part of what makes a good day for me. While humidity makes it tough for me to breathe, the moisture in the air must act as a lubricant of sorts for my knees.
But I don’t want to be here, and I don’t want to go to PT tonight. whinewhinewhinewhine hand me one of those bunnies to play with, soft furry things make me happy (do bunnies purr?) 
Or a muskbunny, anyrose!
26 hours until the flight leaves! And I’m home from work! Boss threw me out early.
Anyone know how you get to be an elementary school principal?
You get STOOOOPID, that’s how.
Don’t ask. I’ll talk about it later, once I get done fixing the mess this idiot lady made…
::stops to grab a muskrat to toss at Ms. Dummy Principal::
Why are there muskrats and bunnies all over the place. Didn’t we just clean this place. You people put away your toys when you’re through! Yo’ mama don’t work here after all.
I wimped out after my meeting in Vienna today. I came home and took one of the happy fun pills the periodontist gave me a perscription for and have been asleep for two and a half hours. I wasn’t so much hurty as dull achy, which in a lot of ways is worse than hurty.
Congrats Tele and VunderKind! I’m told I have too many pairs of khaki pants. I don’t see how that can be, personally. The thing I like about 'em is, they go with any shirt I choose. And y’all know what a fool I am for shirts. Anywho, Tele here’s hoping the temp job turns into that wonderful permanent job of your dreams.
Drae go get the scopy thing done. Like others have said, those things can really do good at helping find out what’s wrong. You really do need to find out what’s wrong so you can treat it, ok?
LiLi black cherry vanilla coke sounds like the devil’s brew to me. I thought vanilla flavored diet coke was the worst thing ever. I like the lemon and lime flavored ones, though I have discovered it’s even better to add my own lemon or lime. Maraschino (whatever!) cherry juice in coke is good too. Pineapple juice in coke was not so good. What? Somebody has to be the brave one who experiments with bold new flavors!
Why, thank you. Thank you very much.
I gotta share my good news on this apparently “Good News” day! I got a special performance award at work today for the exercise I was project leader for back in March. Along with an attractive certificate sorta suitable for framing, I’ll be getting some cash. Quite some cash. More cash than I’ve ever gotten for a work award. I was flabbergasted. When I looked at the paperwork, I was expecting a time-off award, since I got one of those last year. But nope - real money. It makes me feel better about buying all this pottery related stuff. <happy dance>
And on the pottery related front - my wheel will be delivered on Weds afternoon! WOOHOO!!
And on top of all that, I’m done with work this week - at least with work at the office. We’ll start emptying the laundry room area tonight and make up a shopping list so we can spend our requisite several hundred dollars at Lowe’s tomorrow. I loves me some do-it-yerself!!