Morning all! We had a significant amount of snow where I live - unusual for us, the last time we had this level of snow was about 5 years ago. It’s a well-known fact that the UK is always completely unprepared for bad weather, despite there having been severaly Met Office warnings out for it.
However, I was totally prepared - got the makings of French Toast and a stock of TP in the house, plus plenty of tea bags!
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to work. Late hockey game tonight.
I hate snow and ice storms. Not so much for the snow and ice, but for the idjits who go 10mph over the speed limit sideways past my car in the middle of an ice storm.
I’m somewhat obsessed with following the weather, so I’m not usually caught off-guard. But I really hate the freezing-rain storms where everything is coated in ice, branches are falling thither and yon, and even walking is hazardous, let alone driving. Those are the days to hibernate.
**Flyguy **- I wasn’t offended by your comments about booze and sleep. I promise, if you ever tick me off, you’ll hear via PM rather than on-board drama. 'Cause I’m nice, dammit!
I slept pretty well last night, thanks to my good buddy Mel. **FCD **zonked out too with a muscle relaxer - he overdid something over the weekend and he was hurting, so he needed extra help. I think I’ve got a bit of a melatonin hangover, but caffeine should soon kick in.
I’m at my desk surveying many piles of papers. There would have been taller piles if I’d printed out all the assembly drawings I’d worked on last week - ten sheets EACH - but they told me there might be changes, so to hold off killing trees for now. I’m seeing a busy week, with an appointment with our finance guy tomorrow afternoon and a dentist appt on Firday morning. Good times!
Went for a check-up, my first in many years, because I was feeling unusually lethargic, and minor chest pains. I wasn’t especially worried, I find that I rarely get sick, and know when something is wrong, and this wasn’t that. But unusual us unusual, so better to be safe now that I am so damn old.
So I had blood tests and an ECG, and got the results back today.
I am perfectly fine. There’s nothing wrong with me at all. I don’t even have anaemia. All the lethargy and aches and pains can be attributed to stress and age, and possibly a diet that is a bit too generous in sugar.
So, on the one hand, that’s great I’m okay and that my own sense of if I’m sick or not remains acute. But on the other hand, age sucks if this is how it’s going to feel.
When I say age, I am 48. That may not seem very old, but by this age my Dad was very unwell and was heading towards death (at 54). So I worry a little. Hence the stress.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis 30 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 62 and N.O.S. for the day. Today I shall spiff da cave and make cubed steak ‘n gravy, smashed N.O.T., butterbeans and squish for suppage. I am in the mood for some down home cookin’.
Last night we went to the Advent Evensong service over to the church house. I had agreed to be greeter/usher. It was a very nice service of Advent carols and lessons. I was surprised at the attendance. I didn’t expect that many folks. Also, while no official offerin’ was taken up there was an alms basin strategically placed in the narthex as in if one didn’t look one would run smack into the thing. It was a designated offerin’ for the choir if’n one desired to contribute. One of my duties was to count all the cash that was contributed. I won’t say how much, but the choir received a goodly hunk o’ change for their efforts. Afterwards there was a reception which we attended briefly and then we had a <snerk> Quickie! <snerk> for supper. I got my usual patty melt.
OK, now I need more caffeine and rumbly tummy wants to be fed. I suppose I should purtify as well. Then, onward into the day!
ETA: Glad all your test results came back good BatBoy.
Slept in, now enjoying the first cuppa. Day has dawned crystal clear again and 50F on the way up to upper 60s. Our cold snap begins to fade.
Agree w Mom; when I lived in the icebelt of the Midwest the ice storms were far more disruptive & dangerous than snowstorms or tornados. Down here we have two kinds of weather: utterly benign & “Holy shit! it’s a hurricane”.
FTR: I’m nice too dammit*. Doesn’t mean I don’t say stoopit stuff once in awhile.
Guano: I don’t know the rest of your history but I had similar feelings when just a few years older than you are now. Turned out to be gathering pre-diabetes and Stage 4 couchus potatoitis. I got my ass in gear, switched to a diet with nil white carbs, started exercising daily and lost 50 lbs over 5 months. No exaggeration. I totally felt 20ish again. It truly was night and day. As of now, several years later, I’ve kept the clean eating on, the weight off, and mostly lost the exercise habit although I’m restarting it slowly this very month. I still feel 30ish. Despite turning 60 in 2018.
I did athletics in HS but after that was never any kind of exerciser. I also had a totally undisciplined “see food; eat food” diet. From that very unpromising base I turned my health around by taking command of my spoon rather than letting it command me.
Way back in undergrad some wise old prof taught me that fear is the most powerful motivator in the human repertoire. If you can learn to saddle that horse you can ride it far. If not, it’ll trap you in its stall and stomp you into the ground. That stalled and stomped feeling is called “worry.” I don’t have much history of saddling fears, but somehow getting prematurely old and dead struck something deep within me. I rode that horse for all it was worth for a couple years and have been trotting in the right direction ever since. And am now picking it back up to a proper canter.
Saddle 'er up; you might like the ride.
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50 lbs over 5 months? Damn, I’m impressed. Were you running?
No snow here. I think it only snowed here once in the 20th century and pictures of it are still up in the auxiliary PD conference room. If I want snow in the winter, I have to drive to it. That’s happened exactly twice and both times I was meeting someone.
I got an email this moaning; I did not win the (race) lottery.
I really wanted to go this year because my good friend/teammate is going & she’s taking people that I know with her.
I’ve raced from as far west as the province of Alberta to as far east as the state of Saxony. Let’s just say it sucks when you’re far away & no one is cheering for you & you don’t even know the announcer is talking about you until you hear “Amerika”. This particular race is a lot closer to BooFae & Nuts than us USAians.
To add insult to injury, I look outside & there’s a box from her; new team sweatshirts have arrived. Really? Within 5 minutes of getting that email? Hey delivery person, think you might at least be able to ring the bell? :mad:
I have dusted and vacuumed da cave. Go Me! Takin’ a break and then will tackle the master bathroom (slob city around here) and kitchen. Not worried about the guest bathroom as no one has been in there even though I will wipe down the counter at the sink and clean the terlet cause that’s what one is supposed to do on a weekly basis, right?
It was 21 when I took the dogs for their constitutional this morning. I’m going to have to start using a scarf and get my nose covered up. It still feels cold.
Today Pepper pup gets her stitches out and then to the daycare folks she goes. She needs to run around like a maniac all day, poor thing.
No, really, I always forget sunscreen and hot weather clothing, because actual hot weather is almost as infrequent as snow. Mind you, even by English standards, Cornwall is hilariously panicky about snow, at irk last week people started getting really jumpy because it briefly started sleeting.
Had another kollej irk thingy today, which was actually at my campus for once; trainin’ day for more irk later, doing outreach stuff with local kids. Some of it sounds pretty interesting, and it’s better paid than the stuff I have been doing, so that’s nice.
Flyguy, I should take better care of myself and your story inspired me to…thing abut it some more. Lazy, I am.
Spidey, sorry about missing out on the race lottery; life sucks like that sometimes.
Batboy, glad the Dr. tests didn’t show any (unusual) problems.
swampy good for the Choir!
Slept in till almost 9am today, I believe that’s a new record for this year. Need to get dressed and visit the Credit Union, the bookstore, and the sammich place shortly. Cold (well, 49F but for Ali-bama that’s cold) but no snow and sunny outside.
Lunch time!! I had FCD’s leftover egg roll and fried rice and I even made myself a cup of hot tea - mostly because it’s cold in the office. I think I need to bring my fingerless mitts in tomorrow.
Still kinda dragging, tho. Maybe one good sleep isn’t enough to overcome several short nights. Or I’m just getting old and worn out. NAH, not me!
This was the year to do it, because I have friends that will be there. There is still a wildcard/2nd chance entry in Jan. ::fingers crossed::
Don’t think I’ll enter it next year.
However, if I don’t get a wildcard entry, & don’t win the lottery for the other race (Fall 2018) I’m going to enter, then I do have a backup race in mind for next fall.
Me and mine (Mine and I?) survived the Great Georgia Snowstorm of 2017. ‘Twas the best kind - all snow, big fluffy flakes, and no ice. It accumulated on the ground for playin’ in but no so much on the roads. We got 2-3 inches where I live, plenty 'nough for snow ice cream, but places 50 miles northwest got 12-14 inches! That’s like 10 years worth of snow 'round here!
**Swampy[/], you shoulda migrated north for a bit, 'twas kinda pretty. Now it’s gone. That’s my kind of winter weather!