Phone Cleaning

Last December I got a new phone, and I promised myself I'd move all my images into my Google Drive. I've got phone after phone after phone's worth of pictures that were transferred into this phone, and well.... back your shit up, friends. 

I started doing this last year and never finished. Today my phone told me it was almost full. Doh. Okay. Alright. Okay. 

So after dinner I set to revisiting that task. A good mindless task, but one you have to pay some attention to because you run the risk of accidentally deleting a whole month of images if you're not careful. 

I feel almost better, not fully. I was up early-ish so I did a walk in the house while Doug slept, and then a short walk in the house while he walked Toffee. I've said it before but I need to get back to the gym. I can't just ... keep walking in the house. Or can I? 

Thursday nights has become our football and pizza night. Geoff gets home just before 8 so I order and Doug picks up. He bought me wine and I didn't feel like having any. My head still feels like it is packed in cotton, and the belly hurts, but I did have buffalo bites over a salad, and enjoyed greatly. 

Cleaning off the phone is fun. I realized I never posted pictures here of the Guster Tiny Desk... or on Facebook for that matter. Maybe I'll do that this weekend? 

Bookshelves still not built. Ha. 

Oh - I did manage to take a shower today and thanked myself profusely. 

Digits, below. 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. indoor walk early in the day, 15 min/.71 mi. when Doug walked Toffee, 7 min/.44 mi (jogging in the house... ) 10k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

7:45am: 119
4:15pm: 105
10:45pm: 145

food & meds:
7:45am: jardiance+phentermine
1:30pm: BLT Salad
2pm: met+glip
8pm: buffalo bites over a salad
8:30pm: met+glip

This is 59

Ugh. 

I started to not feel well at all on Tuesday night. All day I'd had a headache, and then my stomach started to hurt. Really hurt. Right after dinner, it got incredibly bad. I was sitting on the couch, miserable. I don't even remember what we were watching, some BBC British detective whatever show. Shetland, I think. Maybe. I just wanted to get to decent bed time.

I thought "this is just gas or something, I'll take some alka seltzer and plop plop fizz fizz all set." But, no.

This is not the first time I've gone through something like this, and sometimes it is associated with nuts. I do eat a lot of nuts, and normally they do not bother me at all but. Last night? Hellacious. 

I decided to sleep in the guest room to be closer to the bathroom, just in case, and went to bed after 11. I fell asleep rather easily but woke up 2 hours later in excruciating pain. 

The dog was with me and was very concerned. She's not used to me waking up and turning on lights. Lights! What the heck! I sat up on the bed, pressed on my stomach, burped a lot, heard a lot of gurgling, experienced waves and waves of pain. Stabbing and horrible. It was 3am and I was honestly thinking of going and getting Doug to take me to the emergency room. It was that bad. I laid back down. Nope. Not good, not comfortable. 

I thought, fuck me - do I have diverticulitis? So of course I googled that shit. No. This isn't diverticulitis. 

It's just mother fucking gas, you guys. I took more Alka Seltzer, and eventually went back to sleep. 

Doug told me it sounds to him (Mr. Medical Records Super Knowledge) like a possible hiatal hernia. I'm not sure about that.

I just think it's the season for feeling like shit. 

Today, I felt better-ish. Maybe would have really felt better with a hot shower, but I couldn't rally. I got a lot of work done, had a good weekly check in with my manager, opened up a can of worms with some questions about our CRM and how account records are set up. Which then turned into a 5 way chat in Slack that exhausted me. 

Geoff made dinner for us and I did not want to eat so I just made a pbj sandwich and thought that was sufficient. 

Then, I was sad because there wasn't cake. I was okay with not going out to dinner or anything because I wanted to go to the pub that has the best buffalo wings and well. With how the belly feels I did not want to deal with that. 

But I did want cake. So while I was cleaning up the kitchen after the dinner I didn't eat, Doug went to the market and got cake and ice cream. And he remembered milk for coffee for tomorrow. 

Hoping to rally and feel much better for the weekend. Your girl has a lot of shit to do and being a slug is not one of them. Those bookcases are not going to build themselves. 

digits for 2 days below. 

Wednesday digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. 2 indoor walks. First -  15 min/.71 mi. second to make up for lack of steps, 10 min/.5 miles; 10k+ steps by bedtime.

blood glucose:

9am: 137
4:45pm: 106
10pm: 226 (thanks, cake)

food & meds:
9am: jardiance+phentermine
11am: bowl of mac & cheese w/bacon
1pm: met+glip
6pm: pb & low sugar j on 647 multigrain bread
7:30pm: slice of cake w/vanilla ice cream
8pm: met+glip

Tuesday digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. Indoor walk for 10 min/.53 mi. 10k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

8:30am: 106
5pm: 118
11pm: 169

food & meds:
8:30am: jardiance+phentermine
11am: apple w/pb
1pm: met+glip
5pm: large ramekin of mixed nuts and trail mix
6:30pm: spinach ravioli in alfredo sauce with sautéed chicken breast thrown in
8:30pm: Met+glip

Monstera and Shelves

Last night, Doug and Geoff got home and we unloaded the uhaul. There is more that he brought home than I expected, and we'll have to find homes for the things. 

D: Here's a giant basket. Guess who didn't want it?
Me: Your mom, and your sister.
D: Yup. 

D: this is the dining room table from our house before my parents redid the dining room and kitchen the first time. Guess who didn't want it.

D: This is uncle Pete's table. Guess who.....

It'll all go okay. The one gnarly thing is his bureau from his childhood bedroom - it weighs a ton and a half so it isn't going to the basement, and it isn't going up the stairs to our room. It may live in the guest room. It may have to live in the mud room. Time will tell. 

This morning, I started putting together one of the two bookshelves I bought, a lot of parts, little baggies. I know it said "some assembly required but this is a lot more than I thought it would be and I got ... frustrated and gave up. 

Will try again tomorrow. 

In other news, my friend H gave me a Monstera. 

It is one plant I did not have. She cut some off of hers and had it in a jar for a year or so, and we were finally in a place that wasn't a concert, so she could give it to me. It will probably be gigantic. 

It's pretty huge right now. I need to put more dirt in the pot, and maybe find a rock or something to prop up that one leaf that is growing sideways. She's not sick or broken - she's just literally growing in that direction. And I don't want to hurt her, and don't want her breaking off because she's big. 

My coworker has one that is, and I'm not even joking, 8 feet tall. He sent me pictures, with one of his friends standing UNDER it. Dang. Something to look forward to growing, and know just the place I want it to live. 

Nothing else really happening today, Doug took Toffee for a walk, and it was windy and cold so I walked in the house. Our house is big enough that yeah, I can actually jog a bit. So a few songs on the playlist later and we're at 25 minutes. 

I really need to get to the gym and do the treadmill. 

Alrighty then - it's super duper bedtime. I'm incredibly tired. Digits! Below! 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. Indoor walk (too cold/windy). 25 min/1.41 mi. 10k+ by bedtime

blood glucose:

7:30am: 155
4:30pm: 144
10:30pm: 109

food & meds:
7:30am: jardiance+phentermine
9:15am: asiago bagel w/cream cheese
1pm: tuna melt on oatnut bread; met+glip
6pm: chili w/cheese, sour cream, fritos
8pm: met+glip; ramekin mixed nuts & trail mix

Girls' Day and Night

A few days ago, I reached out to some of my "GusFam" who live in the area to see if they wanted to come hang out while my family was in Pennsylvania. All three ladies were in. Each are about an hour or so away from me now where I'm living, but we planned on an early arrival and brunchies and they came through! 

I got up early, made a quiche, did the vacuuming, cleaned Geoff's bathroom in case we needed to have two seats at once. I put all the refrigerator magnets on the fridge. I put the oatmeal cookies on a very nice plate.

Home isn't home without fridge magnets, my friends. So happy I found them in a box. Now if I can find two other things that are still playing hide and seek with me, I'll be thrilled.

I drank coffee with a splash of South Mountain Creamery chocolate milk. Toffee and I were super ready for our company to arrive.

R and H got here at 10:30, and S got here around 11:30. Because I didn't want to leave Toffee solo and run to the store, I didn't go out and get mimosa makings. R was down to run the errand and get us supplied. Thank you R!!!

Turns out, three bottles of champagne was not enough. We ended up with a second run for four more bottles. Turns out four is one too many, but now I have a bottle in the fridge chilling for future use and other Mimosa lovin' visitors. Hint. Hint. Hint.

It was also super cute because we each had different juices in our mimosas. 

We had lots of Toffee cuddle time, which R and H were totally here for. Forget about spending time with me... it's the dog that everyone wants. 

S is more of a cat person and isn't exactly sure what to do with a dog, especially one like Toffee who is always up in everyone's shit. But eventually Toffee chose her to cuddle up with and it was lovely. 

And it wasn't only because S had some chips and cheese.

I happily gave two tours (R&H first, S when she got here) and everyone agrees. This is the greatest house ever. 

R said "this house is so you. I feel it. The porches are so you. The upstairs is so you. This kitchen is so you." 

We did the thing where we all told stories, and interrupted each others' thoughts, agreed on so many things went on circuitous routes and journeys, and there was a lot of "no! Wait Wait! Finish the thing you were telling us about Alex! Oh my gosh, how is your mom! What's going on with..." Typical friend catch-up time.

We talked about love and relationships, religion, recent shows we've been to. R went to see Ryan Miller with his new side project Bwahaha (which, is the best name for a band ever and I laugh when I see it). We bemoaned that the next scheduled Guster show is August for On The Ocean. There is usually a Thanksgiving show in NYC that a lot of people go to, but nothing on the schedule, or announced, or anything right now. So I doubt that is happening. 

It was a whole hell of a lot of fun. S had to go around 6 and stop and grab subs on the way home for the fam. "You have not one, but two Jersey Mike's within two miles of you house!" 

R & H stayed until around 8 and then drove back to Baltimore. 

We started plotting out the Cookie Decorating night that I've always done with S's family, and I've invited R & H to come too. 

Doug is in for it, I guess. Home Invasion sometime right before Christmas. There will be a lot more laughing and noise. It'll be great. S even said at one point "oh my gosh is Doug home? Are we being so noisy and making him crazy?!" 

Not unless he can hear you in Pittsburgh, hon. 

The only thing missing yesterday was Linda. Would have loved a little slice of some Linda mixed in here. 

After R & H left, I did dishes and cleaned up, let Toffee out, and realized super late that I had not eaten dinner. I also realized I needed to take my evening/dinner time met+glip and forgot because we were having too much fun. 

R & H brought bagels from Baltimore, so I had an asiago cheese one with garlic & herb cream cheese and roast beef at super late o'clock. And then I crashed. Good night's sleep and up to get ready for Doug & Geoff to come home today. 

 Digits below. 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. 20 min indoor walk (it's cold, so windy, very gross. so I did this instead.) 1.16 miles. 11k+ by bedtime

blood glucose:

7:30am: 138
5:30pm: 107
9pm: 192* (note time I took met+glip and the dinner choice, will test again later)

food & meds:
7:30am: jardiance+phentermine
10am: 2 slices of homemade banana bread w/pecans
noon: met+glip
2pm: zero sugar yogurt+granola bar
6:30pm: cheesy pasta w/chicken, mushrooms, broccoli. 
8pm: 3 oatmeal cookies
8:30pm: met+glip

Aren't you ever bored alone?

On Friday morning, I woke up 5 minutes before Doug's alarm went off. Sometimes that's my super power. I headed downstairs and started the coffee, fed the dog and let her out, used the bathroom. Doug was surprised to see me up, but I wanted to be helpful for the guys getting ready to go. 

Doug showered, Geoff came up and showered (good thing I was up before both of them so I could pee!) Doug packed his things, Geoff was already packed. And next thing I knew it was 7:30am and they were gone. 

I have a list of many things I wanted to accomplish while they're gone for a little more than 48 hours. Getting through my work day was first, and that was successful.

The refrigerator magnets were discovered when I was on the shoe search, so they all needed to be washed. I ruined a couple of them - water seeped in and they're not the same. That's okay. At least they're clean. 

Jess called to chat me up around noon. One of my meetings didn't happen because the person I was meeting with was out of office but didn't tell me and didn't cancel the meeting. 

I cleaned the bathroom, I got the vacuum out but didn't do it. I swept the kitchen. I did three loads of blanket laundry, very important as it is starting to get chilly. Then a big load of regular laundry. 

My 3pm meeting was over fast, so I took Toffee for a walk. A short walk because she's horrible on the leash sometimes and I rather hate it, and Doug does a better job with her. There was a cat following us, and she was incredibly obsessed with it. And squirrels were everywhere. So I cut things a little short and we came back. 

I baked cookies (oatmeal w/pecans) sorted through some boxes, looked at some books to put up. Thought about the vacuum again. 

Mostly what I really enjoyed was absolute silence. I didn't play music, I didn't watch TV, I talked to the dog a little bit. But it was pretty much absolutely quiet from 5pm to 11pm. 

Tomorrow's entry will be a lot more fun. I had S, R, and H over, and we had a blast. More later. Digits below what I looked like Friday. 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. 10 min indoor walk, it was pouring out... , .46mi. 11k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

7:45am: 110
5pm: 76 (checked 2x to be sure)
10:45pm: 192* (see time I ate a bagel below...)

food & meds:
7:45am: jardiance+phentermine
didn't track times, but, throughout the day: Quiche (2 pieces), oatmeal cookies, several mimosas. Met+glip around 11am.
10pm: met+glip, asiago cheese bagel w/herb cream cheese and roast beef

What we did with our Thursday afternoon off

This is the entry I was too wiped out to post yesterday. 

I passed the vision test at the DMV but just barely. Highlight of the conversation was:

DMV Lady: is your height and weight still the same?
Me: I haven't gotten any taller, or shorter ... I don't think. What does it say for my weight?
DMV Lady: 240. 
Me: oh. Oh no. We should update that. I am at about 192. Can you put 190? I bet I'll make it to 190 before the license expires in 8 years. 
DMV Lady: Awww alright girl!

We then had a big discussion about diabetes, taking food seriously, medication. Her mom has it and eats pie for breakfast, 2 sugars in her coffee, and is on meds like I am but doesn't see any downward improvement on the A1C. 

I told her that I struggle with it daily. But. Over the years since we moved here, I'm seeing improvement. 

She did my eye test and asked me to read this little tiny sign on the wall. I couldn't read it at all. Literally no. 

Me: Am I blind? What does this mean. Do I have to get eyeglasses before I renew my license because that isn't going to happen in a week.
DMV Lady: Would you like to use the eye exam machine instead?
Me: Oh, yes please. 

I did much better with that. Could read the smallest line, and she was able to do the peripheral lights test too. Much better deal. And I felt pretty good and less blind. 

License updated for 8 more Maryland years. By then, pretty sure I'll need glasses. After all, I'll be 67 when that happens.

After the license situation was solidified, we went to the next city over to have my blood drawn. 

Based on the discussion at the DMV, happy to see this report this morning. Didn't break the 6.0% as I'd hoped I would but we're close, kids. Just like that 192 is almost 190.

That big drop is January to April this year. She added Glipizide to the mix, and it brought the numbers down. I had hoped to break that 6 and get into the 5% range to see if we could scale back the dosages and then retest in 6 months. But maybe we keep on going. We'll see what she says.

I was in and out of there, Doug was shocked - he took Toffee for a walk and I was locked out of the car. This particular location of our Doctors' office is a lot less busy than our last. And I had an appointment, so the two people waiting had to keep waiting. Sorry dudes. 

Then we drove to South Mountain Creamery. A local hot spot where people can come, eat ice cream, pet baby cows, and spend a lot of money on organic dairy. My work bestie loves it. They drive out from Baltimore a couple times a year for a visit. I thought that was a little crazy, there has got to be a dairy like this closer to the city but she's a super fan.

Let me tell you, I'm sold. It's worth it. I won't go as far as have the delivery of things, have the milk man bring us beautiful glass jugs of milk, artisanal cheeses, and ice cream... but I'm happy to take a ride out there again. 

Doug wanted some chocolate milk, and because I'm trying (harder than he is, obviously) to have less diabetes, I wasn't super interested in it or the ice cream. But. I did want to see some baby cows. 

We took the dog on the journey with us, and "well behaved dog" is not what she was. She was absolutely losing her shit with all the exciting things to see! smell! experience! and I'm glad it is super off season there. 

The calves (calfs?) were very sweet and gentle, they very much wanted to lick me. Some had very tiny teeth. Most were black and white, but a few were brown and white, and one looked just like Toffee but she wouldn't hold still so I could get a nice picture of her. 

Funny to see a Toffee Cow. 

After we went shopping for things, Doug's chocolate milk, some whole milk for me, some ice cream, we headed over to Gathland State Park. "Let's get some steps," Doug said. Speaking my language. 

George Alfred Townsend, who went by GATH, was a Civil War journalist. He fell in love with this area while researching for a book, and built his estate estate here. It includes a giant monument to the Civil War correspondents. 

There is a plaque there for recent news reporters who have died (or have been murdered) covering current wars. Visit this fantastic blog post from 2012 by a gentleman named Allen Browne.

It's all very chilling, thinking about the battles that took place right in the area where I was standing. All the players, the chess match, and the deaths of so many soldiers. 

One of the saddest things there was GATH's empty tomb. He had it constructed on the property to be his final resting place, but when he died in NYC he was then buried in Philadelphia beside his wife, never to return to his beautiful property in Maryland. 

Doug and I talked about how it was very sad that no one brought him "home" here, and the tomb is in disrepair. It reminds us that the best laid plans often go awry. 

We recalled how years and years ago when we attended church in Newburyport, MA we had joked around about what would happen if we were able to reunite George Whitefield's thumb with the rest of his body in the basement tomb. 

Would the zombie Evangelist rise from the dead, freak out about the state of current American Evangelicalism, and start to absolutely run rampant upon all, until 6 plucky young Gordon College students separate the thumb and return it to Drew University's Archives?

What if we were to return GATH to his crypt, finished lovingly with some lottery winnings. What would then happen? What would be the sci-fi horror movie result? 

We had a leisurely walk around the property with a little bit of discussion about that movie plot (also, TM! TM! TM! It's my idea). And as usual, where the Appalachian Trail crosses through one of the places we visit, we walk on it for a little while and Doug always says "here I go, once again, doing the AT!" 

It was magic hour, and I'm sure if we were here a couple weeks ago the foliage would have been spectacular. We will probably return, knowing us.

Home, and Doug and Toffee napped hard. Football, pizza, fellowship. All told a pretty good day for a half day off Thursday. 

Digits below. 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. 15 min/.71 mi toffee walk solo. 10k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

6am: 140
5pm: 85
10:30pm: 94

food & meds:
6am: jardiance+phentermine
10:45am: english muffin w/pb
1pm: met+glip
5:30pm: left over pot roast w/some left over mashed potatoes; white wine
8pm: ramekin of trail mix
9pm: met+glip

Just the digits

 Real entry tomorrow, folks. Promise.

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. Slow, leisurely walk around Gathland State Park. 19min/.69 mi. 10k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

7:30am: 122
5pm: 118
11pm: 100

food & meds:
7:30am: jardiance+phentermine
11am: peanut butter on 647 whole wheat; met+glip (thought it was noon, so I took it. oops)
5pm: ramekin of trail mix; small glass of chocolate milk
7pm: buffalo fingers; white wine
8pm: met+glip

Half Day

Tomorrow I'm taking a half day so I can do my license in person (eye exam required) and go get some bloodwork done. Doug has the day off. He took today through Friday off as he has time he has to use and thought he may have bee going up to his mom's sooner than Friday. 

He had a doctor's appointment at our old stomping grounds, went by our Dogfriend Meg's house to say hi, got the car inspected, and took a 2 hour nap. 

I was only slightly jealous of the 2 hour nap. 

While he (and Toffee) were napping I snuck out to take a walk. Did a little jog here and there but still a solid 20 min. mile kind of kid. Geoff had his job interview today and he thinks it went exceptionally well. Even though it is a per diem job, it has a 90 day onboarding schedule where he'll work a lot more (and get paid for it). 

He didn't ask about the pay or if there is insurance. He thought that was uncool to do on a first interview. Okay. 

He has a phone interview for a hospital in Pennsylvania over the border up the way a week from today. 

Funny how 2 months with no bites turns into a couple. Patience pays off. 

Anyway. Not sure if Doug is going to come with me when I get the bloodwork done, considering he's got the day off and it's in the next city where we can go and have maybe some fun. A good walk. Something. 

No picture today - I should have taken a picture of the sky and the clouds, but wanted to keep moving on the walk. 

More tomorrow. Hopefully with a wonderfully renewed license!

Digits....

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. solo walk 20 min/1.1 mi. 10k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

7am: 127
4:30pm: 107
10pm: 151

food & meds:
7am: jardiance+phentermine
8:30am: slice of cheese danish
1:30pm: met+glip
2pm: BLT salad
3pm: handfuls of trail mix (so addicted)
6:45pm: black bean and sausage soup, small piece of rosemary focaccia bread
white wine
9pm: met+glip

The Wizard Mom

In the neverender of unpackingness, Geoff cannot find his dress shoes. I'm was sure they were in the basement. Doug and I had to pack up the things in his area that the movers left behind because 

a) his instructions for what he wanted moved were not at all clear 
and
b) we shoved all his shit in boxes and they're all unlabeled

They're in the basement, but he could not find them. 

My plan for life was to get down there and start to really get that big basement room organized. Books I want - upstairs. Things into the big storage room - moved. Unpack some of the shittier boxes and use the plastic totes, for better packing and organization... 

That was on the list for this weekend and it started today, just so I could help the boy find his dress shoes. And literally, I went downstairs, moved a few things, and found the bag they were in. 

Mom, to the rescue. 

Whenever I put my hands right on something, or fix an unfixable thing, ever since he was little Geoff has said "what are you, a wizard?" And I guess, yes. Yes I am a wizard. Or I just have the executive function/problem solving brain one needs to walk into a disorganized situation and pinpoint the solution. 

He's super excited about this job opportunity. I'm super excited for him. 

Doug has a horrible cold. I'm hoping it doesn't derail his weekend with his mom. He got angry that we had 90 boxes of benadryl and zero boxes of Claritin D. So he went to the market to pick some up while I cooked dinner. 

I didn't get an outdoor walk today, but the Shoe Hunt measured 20 minutes of movement and my fitbit said so. And then while Doug was at the store, I walked around to get steps since I wasn't going to fail at 10k. 

The only other news is I fought with the Maryland Motor vehicles website and managed after 40 minutes to get an appointment to do my drivers license renewal. I'm taking Thursday afternoon off to accomplish this. 

Guess that's it. Oh, I stole this picture from my sister. The northern lights are looking good up in New England tonight. Nothing here - too cloudy. 

Digits below. 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. two measured walks. One in the basement, 20 min/.54 mi. while dinner was making/doug was out, 5 min/.23 mi. 10k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

9am: 136
5pm: 94
10:30pm: 143

food & meds:
9am: jardiance+phentermine
11am: english muffin w/pb and low sugar j
2pm: met+glip
3:15pm: bowl of left over chicken soup
5pm: 2 ramekins of trail mix
6:45pm: small bowl of lasagna; white wine
8:45pm: met+glip 

Wow, is it cold out there

Today I had a busy day and at 4:30pm realized I needed to get a walk, get some steps. I headed outside and it was cold! and WINDY! and wow. I missed the hotel treadmill badly. I did a fast loop around the block and got back inside as quickly as I could. 

I knew there was no way I was going back out there, and by 8pm after talking with Linda for a while, I didn't think I'd get the last of the steps in. I needed over 3k. 

I went downstairs and chatted with Doug and figured what the heck, if I can get 1500 outside maybe I can do the rest inside somehow. 

Bundled up. New gloves on. Playlist set to Ghost, out we go. 

No wind. Perfect! It was cold, yes, like proper real cold, but without the wind it was outstanding. I watched the timer on the fitbit, 15, 18, 20, 23, push to 25! yaaaas there she is. 10k. 

It's only November. And it is going to get for real cold soon. And I don't think I'll always be able to do that but. We did it. 

We did it. We got her. 

I have to renew my drivers license, which is usually no big deal but they want me to have an eye exam. And my birthday is next week. So I have to cram this in there somewhere. I just tried to make an appointment online and I need my drivers license number and screw that nonsense, it's downstairs. Feh! I'll tackle that in the morning. I'll see if I can take time off on Thursday or Friday afternoon to do the license thing. Can't let this slide! Gotta have an appointment and all that for the eye exam with the renewal. Wish your girl luck. 

I'm kind of bummed because I really like my license photo. I think I get a new one on this visit? Maybe? 

Doug set up some time for us to have the Mini go in for that check engine dealie so she can get an inspection. But Geoff has a job interview for a per diem lab job at the local hospital at the same time. Doug took off Wednesday to go down to our old stomping grounds and see our doctor and get blood work done, so he needs a car. So we'll reschedule that for ... next week? Maybe? 

Wish Geoff luck. He's been idle since we moved here and a per diem job coming up on the holidays with  his school schedule would actually be outstanding. He could use a win, and a foot in the door at this lab. Hold the boy in your hearts, would ya?

Anyway. All told, even with some work nonsense today it was a nice day. A couple good client calls, a rescheduled one for Wednesday morning. And a bit of a late night kerfuffle with an announcement that needs to go out to all clients that went out even though ... it was in draft mode. So that's annoying! gah. Just when I think I figure out our email communications tool, it messes with my head!

Too lazy for a picture today, so .... digits below! 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. one walk - 14 min/.82 mi walk (short because of wind and cold!); second walk - 25 min/1.34 mi (less wind, still cold, but pretty alright out there) 10k+ steps by bedtime 

blood glucose:

8am: 123
5:15pm: 118
10:30pm: 93

food & meds:
8am: jardiance (out of phentermine)
10:30am: bowl of mac&cheese w/bacon
12:30pm: met+glip
1:15pm: protein granola bar
3:30pm: a bunch of pepperoni slices
6:30pm: kielbasa and about 6 pierogi; white wine
8pm: met+glip
more white wine