I blame it on too little caffeine…mea culpa, and best of luck to Butters
I understand about too much blood in the caffeine stream. 
Damn what some footballs games today. Whew. I am glad KC pulled it out. Wanted Tampa to win but oh well.
I didn’t hear anything today about a decision but I did add 5K to my offer. The decision was supposed to be made by 5 PM but nada. I don’t have a good feeling about it and it’s OK as it was/is at the top of my budget. If I get it I’ll be happy but if not I’ll keep looking. I also have an offer on another one and it’s much cheaper. What will be will be.
Happy Birthday Moommmmmm
My foot is about the same though I am learning how to scoot. I really hope it will just heal on up. I’m so tired of being crippled. I want to walk my own dog.
OK I guess I’ll go watch the post game show. It was a very exciting day of football.
G’night my imaginary internet friends. I’ll chat with you tomorrow.
Yes, it was. Got to watch the end of the Bucs game and the beginning of the Chiefs game at my daughters. We had a ‘football supper picnic’ in the living room so we could watch it live, at least the first quarter. Then toddler bedtime and grandma came home to only the internet and following the game with a live box score. At least the right team won in the end. Tomorrow I’ll indulge myself with highlight reels.
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happy birthday to you, dear @FairyChatMom,
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to @swampbear
I was lucky to have worked in project management prior to PMP credentials coming into existence. I was starting to see job announcements with that as a requirement about the time I retired. I had other certifications like Facilities Management Professional from BOMI International, but am glad I didn’t have to do it all again for yet another piece of paper.
Stopped by the Gettin’ Sto’ on the way home, because being almost out of toothpaste AND down to the last roll of T.P. was something up with which I would not put.
Got home, started eating a protein-heavy snack (salmon, cheese) and thought, “Man, I want some bread. Dammit, I was JUST AT THE STORE.”
But the heart (and stomach) wants what it wants.
I had already changed out of work clothes into lounging PJs, but figured, “It’s Wal-Mart. What, are the fashion police gonna arrest me?”
So off I went, to see what they had. I really wanted mini tubes of whomp croissants, but that entire area was cleared out. They had exactly 3 regular-sized tubes of croissants, and I figured, “Eff it, I’ll take leftovers to work!” Got one of those, then also got an individual butter croissant, a Gouda-filled pastry, plus the take-and-bake bread (sourdough!
) that I really wanted.
All in all, I bellied up to the register with FOUR carbs to go with my carbs, and also, carbs. Plus, some more carbs.
Oh, yeah, speaking of work … for those following the Shoe Learns To Kick Ass Saga, today I carved up TWO BRISKETS and not only did I not cut myself, I did pretty good at each, too.
So sayeth InCrPoo who checked my work on each.
Finally, I want to add this: when I started this job, it physically kicked my ass every day. Mentally, too, since it was so unfamiliar (I’d waitressed & run cash register, but never back of house/food prep stuff) but for weeks, months even, I came home every day just whupped to the core. Didn’t help that it was summer & that place gets hot y’all.
Anyway, today I got home after a full shift on my feet - I took a 5-minute smoke break in my car & sat down, but no proper lunch break and was otherwise busy all day - but when I came home, after I changed socks & put on different boots, I took myself out for a long-ish (probably a mile or so) ramble in the snow around my neighborhood.
Not exhausted, not tired beyond thinking … and happy to take a walk.
I’ve come a long way since I started this job, in a lot of ways. Physically, mentally, emotionally … weird, considering it’s “just” a crappy food service job.
This - and all your other wonderful news about eating “normal” foods & cutting down your meds - is fabulous news. I am so very happy for you! ![]()