Happy Toosday!
I didn’t get a good sleep last night. I forgot to take my pills before going to bed. I woke up around 1230 and got up to take a pain pill. I’m down from three different pills, three times a day each, to one pill at bedtime. I can live with that, but I do need it.
I didn’t take my vitamins or supplements either and I get horrible leg cramps if I don’t take Magnesium every day. Those woke me up around 4.
I’d like to get down to no pain pills, but since Tramadol helps with restless legs, I’ll probably never stop taking it.
FWIW, FCM, taking Vitamin B1 has helped with the numbness in my feet, if you want to tell FCD to try it.
It has been a day of sloth.
I act like an RDOS even though I am not one.
I should have irked today since I wasn’t doing anything else, but I slothed instead.
I got the call this morning that my cousin passed last night.
Later Niece2 texted to ask if it was true, I guess nobody was keeping them in the loop.
I should have told them, but I’ve been a bit irritated with them. Maybe I’m just being petty, but when my great-grand-niece was born, I had to hear it from other family members.
I’ve been just kind of waiting to see how long before one of them thinks of telling me.
The funeral will be in NC, and very few are going. My cousin said my uncle and aunt will be upset if we don’t go.
It’s a 7-hour+ drive and while my sciatica is much better, that is a long drive for me. Flying would probably not save much time and I’d have to rent a car when I got there. Then I have to stay in a hotel/motel, board the dogs for three days, and my son would have to take a day off irk.
I feel guilty if I don’t go.
My cousin’s husband’s family is from MD, so I thought the funeral might be here, or at least a memorial service.
A friend of mine has a Ragdoll he is trying to rehome. Nice cat, but needs more attention than they can give since they’ve had a baby.
I’m afraid my dogs would play too rough, especially with a mellow cat.
I have enough trouble taking care of myself and the dogs.
Sorry you are losing your day off Taters
I’d be so pissed.
I hated meetings when I had a corporate job. Such a waste of time.
At my last corporate job there was a guy who would do whatever he could to keep the meetings going for as long as possible. He was kind of lazy and I think he preferred meetings to actual irk.
I used to doodle during meetings to keep myself awake. As he was droning on, I scribbled ‘will somebody please shut him up’ or something to that effect. I heard a snort behind me and realized our boss had been looking over my shoulder. The boss was an ah, but he was a lot nicer to me after that.
I used to have nice handwriting. Often people would ask me to address envelopes for them, or even write letters for them. It’s not so nice now.
I don’t know what is going on with email. My mother has been dead for two years now and I am getting all kinds of emails for her. I’m also getting stuff for my sister. There was a time when my mother, both of my nieces, and I shared the same email address. Back in the AOL days when none of knew what we were doing. I use the same name, only with @gmail now. I have no idea why I am getting stuff for my sister.
I guess somebody created a list somewhere and I’m the lucky recipient.