they’re giving flu shots at work. I got mine pronto. I expect to feel puny for the rest of the day, but it’s soooooo much better than getting the flu.
my brain is f*cking with me. It reversed the name of a new employee I’d already rolled a machine out to with the name of a new employee whose computer I’d prepared, so I was bugging the wrong person with “are you there? Do you want your stuff?”. I got it straightened out, but still . . . I hate my brain.
the kitties were spayed on Friday. Silly me, I thought having an organ apiece removed might slow them down. If not that, then the pain meds would do it. Mellow kitty was mellow. Insane kitty was insane. She started picking fights with my purse. Most times, it was a draw.
it got cold. I have no cold weather clothes. I came out here with my spring/summer wardrobe, and I’ve been to busy restarting my life to buy more clothes. Consequently, I dont’ have a coat, a sweater, or anything resembling a warm top. Phoukabro lent me a coat of his. It’s a trenchcoat. He has good taste.
roo on can never go wrong with a trenchcoat. It’s the little black dress and strand of pearls of outerwear.
Soapy like I said on facebook, one should neve interrupt a David Bowie singalong with such trivial things as irk.
Da Cave smells like beast stew, bean soup, ham and chikin. YUM!!! Bean soup is done. I have ham and chikin roastin’ for later in the week dindins. Beast stew should be done in a couple of hours. All that and tonight’s dindin will be cheesesteaks made from the last of the brisket plus the leftover roasted veggies from the brisket. I feel so productive!
I am sleepy, and today is going to be a slow day for me because it is a bank holiday and there will be no bankers calling me, so I think I should take a nap. The two worst things about being preggers is feeling worn out all the time and the heart burn. I don’t have the heart burn yet so maybe I will avoid it this time! Hopefully
A weird thing last night. I was Googling my name (which I do periodically for professional reasons) and came across a blog of a FB only friend who used my full name in an entry this June. She was writing about FB friends you don’t really know and should she de-friend me! :eek:
She and became “friends” after a mutual friend we were both very close to suddenly died. We exchange a few notes, I told her how the funeral went and that was that.
I dropped her a note saying I was really uncomfortable about her discussing me using my full name and she was welcome to de-friend me, no hard feelings at all. She wrote back telling me she took down her post and said she was de-friending me since that time had past and we really don’t know each other. Fine with me.
How weird, right? I don’t mind her de-friending me, its really no big deal. But to talk about me (full name and everything) in a blog???
Great thread going, great topic. I wish could say one moment in time changed the course of things but just not so. I started laying the groundwork a screwed up life very early on and the results were predictable.
At age 40 I smoked a joint with some friends that caused me to fail a drug test resulting in being turned down for a job. This caused me to choose another job that worked out very well in the long run and get my life back on track. So I guess that joint 25 years ago was a stroke of luck. As for women, I would look long and hard to find them as sick as myself so it didn’t seem to make much difference.
Hmmm couple things I would tell myself - firstly you are not fat and never actually were in high school don’t let some asshat’s drunken comment alter how you see things. Secondly, accept the offer to go away for Uni. I got a great degree from a fantastic program in a good university but I never experienced the whole college thing as I lived at home. Thirdly, when the love of your life comes along (see comment one - don’t push people away beacuse of your own self image) when he asks you to marry him say yes the first time he asks.
Today I am tidying up loose ends as I leave for vacation on Wednesday. I have 2 presentations to pull together between today and tomorrow then I am outta here! Not that I am happy about it or anything:D
The cookin’ marathon is windin’ down. Stuff is done, put up, or coolin’ down so it can be put up. I have ten quart sized containers each of bean soup and beast stew in the freezer plus some of each for two dindins this week. I baked a small ham which is sliced. Some of it will be a dindin this week and the rest will be for sammiches etc. The chikin I baked is coolin’ down so’s I can wrap it up and refrigerate it for another dindin later in the week. I promise there shall be vegetative matter with the ham and chikin just so y’all don’t think we’ll be here gnawin’ on big hunks o’ meat.
Soapy people be weird. I’m sure you already knew that.
Congratulations, Apes!! I will keep fingers crossed for you that the evil heartburn stays far, far away from you this time.
A letter to my 17-year old self, hrm…Welp, I never took anyone’s advice, not even my own; I am truly GREAT at parsing situations and whittling them down to the basics of how-to-fix-things, but when it comes to myself, bah! So I guess it would be something like “Yes, go work in Sun Valley, but save your money and move to Seattle on your own.” See, always wanted to live there, always, but there was always some guy…ALWAYS some guy. I’ve never had professional goals, and have always been flexible around others, but geez. If I was gonna waste time doing nothing, I’ve always wondered if I’d been a lot happier doing it in a place I actually WANTED to live. Also…stay away from the chick you met once in high school; she’s gonna catch up with you and want to be friends suddenly, and although nothing stupendously bad happened, it will save you near-heart-attacks 30 years later when you think of what COULD have happened. /facepalm
Home. I’ve got a load of shirts in the washer and I’m trying to decide what to do about supper - I’m thinking it’ll be grab-whatever-night. Temp in the house dropped to 65°, so I closed all but the bedroom windows. I don’t want to turn on the heat yet and I can’t have a fire till we do something about our fireplace. Alas, we waited too late in the year - I don’t know if we can snag a chimney guy before it gets too cold. Grrrr on us.
Wow, Soapy, chick sounds like she has some real social issues. I am getting a little irritated with social media and how people use it to conduct interactions that used to be in person or private, but which now are too easily thrown out for everyone and their mom to see and have access too. We live in an age of too much information and little privacy.
As for roads not taken… who knows? Can’t put a finger on exactly that moment, but there are so many times I made a choice, and then possibly another hot on its heels… Certainly life could have been very different with a set of different decisions.
Howdy Y’all! Home from Vestry meetin’. Loooooooooooooong one too! Thus beginneth the budget process for next year. On the plus side, I won’t have to do this next year. I opened up my biiiiiiiiiiig mouth and suggested a throwdown south Jawja fish fry to kick off this year’s stewardship campaign. Thus on Sattidy November 10th I get to be in charge of preparin’ a fish fry. Hey, I already had the fish provided and there’s like an actual budget for everything else needed. Still, I gots a biiiiiiiiiiiig mouth.
Please send good thoughts. I’m much better than before but it was when I was studying for a midterm that he passed away. When I took that final I fell apart like it was happening all over again. Tonight I am just getting ready to start studying for a midterm and am a bit antsy. I know this will get easier the more that I do it. So, off I go to study…
I’ve never had professional goals, and have always been flexible around others, but geez. If I was gonna waste time doing nothing, I’ve always wondered if I’d been a lot happier doing it in a place I actually WANTED to live.