A Good Friday

Usually on Friday mornings I have a check in with a co-worker, mostly for her sanity and mostly because we greatly miss one another. She has a baby who is about 15 months old now, and this is his first passover that he's awake, aware, alive, attentive. 

She canceled our meeting because she was off for the holiday, and she messaged me pictures of the babe on slack, and said he really had a lot of fun at the passover seder.

I told her that was delightful and beautiful, and that I love when passover and easter coincide. 

She asked if we have any special plans for easter, and I said no. Not really. 

Life and things are so different than they were when we had someone in our lives her baby's age. I look back on this blog of all the dyeing easter eggs and church events, the family dinners, the traditions we worked to establish. The easter baskets, the candy, the nice clothing. 

One could say we "did it for the kids" but we did it for us. My heart is always full when I listen to hymns like "O Sacred Head," and "Jesus Christ is Risen Today." These are my faith anthems, celebrating our Jesus.

I told my friend I feel completely detached from "the church" anymore, but not from God Himself. Not from what I have grown to love and believe about Jesus and His love for us all. I pray every day, I notice the little things, I ask him to take fears and burdens. I pray a lot for C and her business, for Jess, and for Geoff that he'll get a job soon. Sometimes I feel like there isn't a lot of traction on the issues I lift up, but I continue to do so. I continue to do that.

I told her that ... I just have grown incredibly disappointed in the Church In America. But I am never, ever disappointed with God.

I miss the traditions and the fun, and in fact when I get home on Sunday I think I'll set up some egg dyeing shenanigans for us and if I do it by myself I'm okay with that. I've asked Doug to go to the market and get a ham or something that we can enjoy. I'll happily make scalloped potatoes. And maybe something green to go with it too. 

I told my friend that as of late, in my "faith journey," I ponder things deeply and quietly in my heart. Part of me misses a church family like the one we had in Massachusetts but honestly, I feel alright with where I am in all this. 

What's lovely is having a really religious jewish friend that is open to talking about both of our faiths, and supporting each other in our walks. Together, side by side. 

After our unofficial check in, the work day went fast. I enjoyed a couple meetings with clients, one of which is coming onboard our CMS in late July. So they have plenty of time, and we had a fun training together. 

Before that meeting, I did the treadmill. I messed up the timing of things, I thought I had an extra half hour after the treadmill and before the meeting but. Oooops. All was well I just didn't get to take a shower, but they didn't notice, we were on Zoom. Geoff had made a marinade for some steak so I set up some potatoes and onions and put them in the oven in olive oil and herbs. He grilled at about 6pm, and everything came out delicious. I hope he makes this one again. 

After dinner Doug and I decided to take Toffee for a walk, so I did my 2 miles on the treadmill and we took her for a more than a mile stroll. It was an absolutely beautiful night, the perfect temperature, no bugs, no rain, lovely sunset. 

And in my heart of hearts as we walked I thought about Good Friday, and the weight of love and sacrifice. My own easter vigil as it were. 

Tomorrow I am happy to go to Sara's and I'm going to stop and get a little gift for H. He's not too old for an easter basket, so I can touch that part of my heart and memories by being a good Auntie. 

Digits below. 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours.  Run on the treadmill for 2.14 miles in 30 min. Then Doug and I took Toffee for a walk, longer than I expected he wanted to go. 1.34 miles in 30 min. 13k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

9am: 119
4:45pm: 134
11pm: 86

food & meds:

9am: jardiance+phentermine
11:30am: bowl of mac & cheese w/hamburger
12:15pm: met+glip
2pm: 4 celery sticks & pb
5pm: 3 girl scout cookies
5:45pm: red wine & diet ginger ale
6:30pm: marinated steak a la geoff, and roasted onions & potatoes
7:15: met+glip; more wine+ginger ale
9pm: mixed nuts

The big presentation

A lot of things were leading up to today. We had well over 100 people registered for our demo of the new product we are rolling out in May. The presentation went really well, and I think all the clients are going to be very happy once we get them trained and into the platform.

My boss and I set up our training schedule. It is aggressive. I am working on the help articles and the "syllabus" for training. How long should the training be? is it an hour, 90 minutes, two hours? I want to do some dress rehearsals and see. 

I also want to make a bunch of short videos and not record a whole 90 minute training and expect people to sit though it even with an indexed table of contents. 

We've got a lot to work out. But we're getting there. 

After the presentation, I basically shut my brain down for the rest of the day. I answered a couple helpdesk tickets, talked to my girl R about her spring break with the kiddo and their plans. We may try and get together after Easter somewhere between her house and my house. Something to look forward to. 

I was working on something a bit that I'd left undone yesterday, and realized it was well after 5 and I hadn't done the treadmill, and it was cooooollllllld and windy, so no outside walk. Geoff decided to grill, which was nice. So I hit the treadmill and decompressed my brain. I was only going to walk just to get the mile for the challenge, but, sometimes the playlist gives you a good song by Coheed and Cambria and your pace picks up, then Red Barchetta by Rush and you go even faster. In the end, I managed a little more than 2 miles when I thought it would be a lot less. 

I'm tired. Very tired. I couldn't sleep last night because it was so very hot, so I went to the guest room almost immediately, opened the window, put the ceiling fan on, and aaaahhhhhh. Started to feel cooler and better. 

The trash truck came at 5am, thank you very much, and with the window open it was so extra loud. This was the recycling truck, so all the barrels with glass getting dumped into the machine. I think they spilled my barrel because I heard glass shatter, and then they were out there for a while, perhaps cleaning it up. 

To be honest, I didn't feel like going out today and looking for whatever mess was there. I'll head out tomorrow. I have a fairly light meeting schedule tomorrow, but I kind of screwed myself by putting a 4pm ET meeting on the calendar with a west coast station. She wanted to meet this week and she's only free until 3pm her time, and her morning was booked. Well, it could be worse. 

No pictures today, just so much work. And now bed. Digits below. 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours.  Treadmill. 33 min/2.20 mi. odd amount of time, but I wanted to get past the top of the hour and get those hour's steps counted. 11k+ steps by bedtime 

blood glucose:

8am: 149
4:45pm: 94
10pm: 109

food & meds:

8am: jardiance+phentermine
noon: Turkey & mild cheddar on english muffin; met+glip
6:15pm: 2 grilled sausages, one bun (gave 1/2 of it to the dog when it fell apart)
7pm: met+glip
no alcohol

Activate Cool Zone

I love our house. I really do. There are a number of cosmetic things we need to do, and I cannot wait to paint the bathroom, to be honest. They did such a shitty job in there. grey paint on the white ceiling, white trim paint on the grey walls. Gross. 

Another house thing that needs some help is our windows. Several windows do not have a screen on them (above the sink, in the dining room, at the top of our stairs in our bedroom, next to our bed). Some windows don't even open. One window in the living room opens but doesn't stay up, it tricks you into thinking things are cool and then crashes down and scares the piss out of you. 

Today it was about 80 degrees out. This morning it was very cool, too cool to sit out at the patio and drink coffee, but by noon it was delightful. I opened all the windows that had screens on them. The house got very warm but we have a ceiling fan in the living room and that has done a very good job of keeping things in here comfy. 

We had an argument about turning on the AC. I think it is cold enough at night that we do not need. He turned it on. 

His cousin called and asked to come over. So that was another layer of weird. The AC didn't do a good job, so at bed time, we opened all the windows and went back to what I had set up. I worked on my slide deck and none of us talked about anything, but Doug tried his best to engage. 

It was a weird scene.

Not sure if we need our AC looked at just yet. But. This is the time of year. 

Oh! Send me some mojo. Tomorrow we have a presentation for this new product launch and yeah, your girl is in the hot seat of it all. 

I forgot there was a moon launch and everything happening today because I am so focused on this slide deck. 

Thinkin' bout you, Artemis II crew. 

Digits below this kick ass video of one of my favorite things. Public Service Broadcasting's GO! 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours.  Treadmill, 20 min/1.42 mi; another treadmill walk during the thunderstorm just to get miles, .96 mi./18 min; 11k+ by bedtime

blood glucose:

6:30am: 94
4pm: 100
11pm: 135

food & meds:

6:30am: jardiance+phentermine; Atkins high protein snack bar
11:30am: english muffin w/pb & low sugar j
1pm: met+glip
2:15pm: 6 celery stalks w/pb
6pm: bowtie pasta w/chicken and shrimp and cheese a la Geoff
7:30pm: met+glip
vodka and zero sugar ice tea mix
10pm: several slices of roast beef

Every Single Year

It is March 31, and every year, every stinking year, I forget to submit my flexible spending account receipts and information. 

One of my friends said her FSA accepted her submission for her treadmill and exercise equipment with a letter of medical necessity for her A1c, blood sugar, and weight loss. I thought hell yes this is a GREAT idea and the argument is if we pay for this equipment, in the future we don't have to pay for equipment like a wheelchair.

A month ago I wrote my doctors office and asked for one as well, to submit for my treadmill. I checked with the company and they said Hell Yeah that qualifies. 

My doctor's office has not responded. She was on vacation, and someone filling in for her emailed me and said she'd send that along once she was back from vacation. on May 20th. Almost 2 weeks later, no letter. I submitted the receipts and all, and noted that I'll send the letter along soon.

But, in case we don't get that, I opted to pull up the website to get all our copays and our prescription payments. over 300 dollars each. 

I built PDFs of those, and there are no actual receipts, because it is all online. The website kept asking for receipts, so I just added the PDF files a second time. I tried calling customer service but their system didn't recognize me saying words or numbers, and also didn't detect my fingers pressing numbers on the keypad or anything. 

Jeeeesh. 

I swear if they reject those I'll flip. 

the receipts are backup if the treadmill is rejected; the treadmill is backup if the copays and prescription documentation is rejected. 

I have to do a better job with this. I always used to, and would put in way early and usually one pair of glasses from Doug or Geoff would cover what we put into the account. Easy Peasy. 

Today was complicated and busy. We did two client site launches and both failed. Well, they both worked and now they are not working. Both of them. Weirdly. And so my work son is on the horn to the Emergency Devs at the company that builds the website platform. 

When we thought everything was working right, around 6pm, and after I'd fought with phones and websites to submit the files and whatnot, I hit the treadmill. Boredom and hunger got the best of me and I lasted 23 minutes. I figured Geoff had just made dinner, I was pretty hungry, so I wanted to do the mile and eat. 

After dinner, Doug was watching the news and I didn't want to watch or hear it so I got Toffee leashed up and we went out. I should have taken her further but we had almost a mile, and that was nice. And she was so happy to be out on a walk.

She's been horrible for me on the leash lately, but tonight she did pretty well, almost a joy to take for a walk. 

And then tonight Work Son and I have been working with the emergency team at the developers' and we're hoping for a resolution to the problem for these two sites tonight. 

Anyway. 

Dog. Digits. Bed. 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. Treadmill Run, 23 min/1.63 mi; took Toffee for a stroll once I finished up with work fully, 18 min/.80 mi. 11k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

9am: 83
4:45pm: 132
11pm: 84

food & meds:

9am: jardiance+phentermine; donut
1pm: left over chicken satay, peanut sauce and a tiny bit of rice; met+glip
6:45pm: piece of chicken parm
9pm: met+glip 
no alcohol 

Outside Runner

Today. I figured today was the day. I've been waiting for it to not be freezing. Or raining. It's a little warmer than I like, and for sure it was windy. 

But today I decided I'd try to run outside. I've been doing so well on the treadmill, and everyone told me it would be better and easier running outside. 

Those people are dopes. 

Fuck this outside bullshit. 

Like I said, warmer and windier indeed. I left my house and turned left and that's an incline. It's not a hill, it is a very gentle slope of an incline. 

It kicked my ass. 

I stopped after about 90 seconds or 2 minutes. I paused the fitbit and changed from Run to Walk for the setting. This is not going to be a run. 

I got to the top of the road and turned left, trotted a little but not a lot. The road has no sidewalk here, so I usually play it very carefully. Cars come rather fast through the area. Just a couple blocks ahead there's a sidewalk, and it is tree lined and lovely. I ran a little through there too. 

My goal was the park at the end of that block, it's a big park and there's a trail that goes to the Fairgrounds, the really big park where the dog park is. Initially, my goal was to get to the fairgrounds, turn right, walk back along the main building until I got to a road that literally comes back to my house, but I was already wiped. 

I opted to walk past the hockey arena and over to another road the heads over to my street. No shame in cutting this short. 

I felt like it was over two miles but no, this was only 1.83 miles. Felt like so much more. I made it to my porch at exactly a half hour, slow pace of 16+ min mile. Headwinds both ways. That kind of a vibe. 

Will try again. I'm not going to let outside conquer me. Yet. 

Work was incredibly busy today, and I usually try to hit 2k steps by noon, which I did, but then I didn't pass 3k steps by 3pm. Which should tell you how busy things were. 

I had some fun chats with Linda who is at mom's, and I'm a little jelly that she's there not so much that ya know,,, I want to hang out with my mother or anything but because we could be at a hotel with a pool cranking out Ghost songs until some family comes in and we have to turn off the Satan music. 

Doug and I watched a really interesting series called The Night Manager, with Tom Hiddleston and Hugh Laurie, and the delightful Olivia Coleman. 

I've decided that I do not like when Hugh Laurie is a baddie. Nope. 

Anyway, I wasn't into it at the start, but eventually it grew on me. I do like that Olivia Coleman is so lovely even when she's a British Foreign Office director being bad ass. It makes me like her more, in fact. 

Alright. Bed. No picture. Just know. Your girl will do better tomorrow. Maybe. 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. Outdoors walk, 30 min/1.83 mi. ugh. 11k+ by bedtime

blood glucose:

9am: 156
4:30pm: 135
10pm: 121

food & meds:

9am: jardiance+phentermine
11:30am: english muffin w/pb and low sugar j
1pm: met and glip
6pm: chicken enchilada slow cooker thing by Geoff
8pm: met+glip; ramekin of mixed nuts
white wine+diet ginger ale

Shepardstown and Williamsport

Yesterday I said I'd post the picture of the light fixture once I cleaned the mirror. With three lightbulbs, the bathroom is painfully bright and overwhelming. I guess I'll get used to it? 

This morning, I made a marinade and got things ready for dinner. Doug needed to go over to the farm store and pick some things up. I needed a shower desperately so I told him to go without me, I'd treadmill and shower and maybe afterwards we can go on a joyride. 

I got into a really good pace on the treadmill, almost broke a 13 min. mile, sustained pace, for the half hour. So close. I started a little slowly and that unfortunately cost me a few seconds on the pace. It's okay though because honestly, who knew a year ago I could run a regular 12-13 min mile pace anyway. 

Doug had suggested we go to a brewery near Cumberland MD, but that's like 30 miles away. I wasn't thinking of going that far afield at 3pm. So we ended up cruising down the backroads to Shepherdstown, West Virginia. We had driven through there a month or so ago and it looked cool so he thought we should check it out. 

And it was a great little town! There's a college there, and tons of students were just out and about, chilling on lawns and hanging out at the coffee shop or ice cream store. It was a vibe. 

On the way there we drove through the Antietam Battlefield area in Sharpsburg (or, if you are a confederate, it's just Sharpsburg and not Antietam. We know not to fight about that with some relatives. ahem.)

We took Toffee and even Geoff came (he never wants to come) and we had a great time. We were looking for this Wildlife Viewing Area that signs kept touting, only we drove all over and couldn't find it. So we kept heading west-ish and eventually got to the highway. 

And then over to Cushwa Brewing. Geoff hadn't been there, so we figured we'd take him to a place he had not been yet. 

We didn't get any pizza, although we could have and saved the marinading chicken for tomorrow. But Doug said we should go home and eat. 

I grilled it up - it was very good but the peanut sauce was super salty. Possibly the fault of the soy sauce. Still, I love me some peanut sauce so I was NOT complaining. 

Linda is up visiting mom, only mom doesn't know she's there just yet. She checked into the hotel, so she could have a night of peace and alone-ness, and she's going to work there all morning and THEN show up at mom's as if she just drove up. "Pretty sneaky, sis." 

Alright. Tomorrow. More busy work stuff. I'm proud of myself for not touching the computer all weekend to do work things but it's all looming in my head what needs done. 

Some pictures! and digits below.

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours.  Treadmill, 30 min/2.29 mi; walk in shepherstown, 18 min/.62 mi. 13k+ by bedtime

blood glucose:

9am: 132
n/apm: x
10pm: 167 

food & meds:

9am: jardiance+phentermine
1pm: english muffin w/pb & low sugar j; met+glip
5:30pm: 2 beers at the brewery
7:30pm: chicken satay, peanut sauce, white rice, grilled asparagus; 2 beers
8:30pm: met+glip; entenmann's chocolate donut

Very Very Busy Day

 

Started out normal like we do, phones, music, couch, coffee. Doug got up and started puttering around. A few weeks ago he had ordered a new light fixture for the bathroom. 2 of the 3 light dealies weren't working. I thought we should check with an electrician - they all worked when we had the house inspected and when we moved in. He changed the bulbs to no solution. 

The previous owner was an electrician by trade, but I think he did sloppy work? He certainly wasn't a painter, that's for sure. The paint job in most of the rooms in this house is absolutely crappy. That's another project. 

Anyway. We had two bathroom things needed done. The light fixture and recaulking the tub. He started with the tub, and we can't use it until tomorrow. I had a bit of a disagreement with him because I wanted to bleach clean the area after he scraped the old caulk out, but he said then we'd have to wait a couple hours to do this next part and he didn't want to wait. 

It is done, it .... still looks like it needs to be clean so I am going to wait and apply toilet bowl cleaner to the area to see if it penetrates the caulk. I'll do that tomorrow. 

Then he started on the light fixture. Jess sent me this a couple weeks back and they thought it was hilarious and on point. I agree. But yeah, not this bad. I hope this shows up, If not - just click on the view this post on Instagram. or hey. Click here?

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There was some swearing, mostly because he dropped things or something didn't quite fit. He wanted the lights to point upward, and they wouldn't ... cooperate.  So he pointed the shades downward. I agree with him on the point upward part... Maybe he'll get to putting them that way, maybe we can have our handyman fix it or help him fix it sometime. 

Now it is so incredibly bright in the bathroom that I feel like I need to toothbrush and toothpick scrape clean every nook and cranny. Just so bright compared to the one bulb that was there before.

He ended up needing little wire cap things that were bigger than the ones in the wall and on the old fixture, so he went to Lowes. While he was gone, I vacuumed. As you all know, he hates the vacuum. So that got knocked out the park. Done. 

He took a nap, I hit the treadmill. Under my right kneecap started to hurt, so I stopped running at about 15 minutes in, and slowed down to a walk. Then I called it at 20 minutes. Just. Ouch. No. Okay. Please don't be like this, knee. We've been doing so well. 

I made homemade meatballs and Geoff made the spaghetti and sauce. I didn't want pasta again, but I had a marinade for chicken that was missing a couple crucial ingredients, so we opted for that for dinner. Tomorrow, different options! 

As for tomorrow, not sure what we've got planned if it is more stuff like this, cloud talk about paint, something outdoors-ish. It didn't get above 42 today and was super windy. Tomorrow might be 60? Fingers crossed for something nice. 

Here's a picture of where the light goes. Tomorrow I'll post the installed victorious light! (Note what I said about the paint job, look at that ceiling meets wall nastiness!) 

Digits below. 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours.  Treadmill 20 min/1.44 mi run. Fitbit tracked me while cleaning/vacuuming, 29 min/.35mi walk. ha. 10k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

8:45am: 113
4:15pm: 165
9:15pm: 180 

food & meds:

8:45am: jardiance+phentermine
11:30am: bowl of mac & cheese w/bacon
1pm: met & glip
5:30pm: spaghetti and home made meatballs
6pm: entenmann's chocolate donut
7:45pm: met+glip
no alcohol

Last Friday of the Month

I manage all our payments for things, some I mail checks in for (our electric and water bills because I can't figure out how to set up online payments for the city, and Doug's student loan because they have blocked him from accessing his account online. Don't ask why). 

So today is the day I put a lot of things in for payments. I set everything up at the beginning of the month so I can pick the date things clear. I am not a fan of autopay, I like checking the balances, looking at what's going on with the checking account, how much money do we have. 

First thing I do is pay mom's lot rent. Her online payment portal accepts auto pay setup but it doesn't let you pay until the first, which is the due date. She gets very anxious about that, because the website says it can take up to 48 hours for the payment to process. She always used to mail it in 10 days in advance of the first, so she wants it paid before the first. I manually do that every month on the 27th usually. I use her bank account, and she will sometimes go to the bank to check her balances two or three days later and say "you didn't pay my rent, did you." 

Um. 

Yes.

On the 27th. I paid it. I did.

"Well it hasn't cleared yet." 

"Well that's not my fault." Today is a Friday, which then means it isn't going to clear until like Monday or Tuesday so I bet money I hear from her. 

Then, I check my bank balance. I get paid every other Thursday and Doug gets paid every other Friday and it is never the same week. This week was my pay week. So our balance is nice. 

What has cleared? The utilities that I pay by check, Doug's student loan, our mortgage, which I schedule for whatever the last Friday of the month is (today).  I pay the Capital one, it's almost fully paid off but this month I paid less than I usually do but still way more than the minimum amount due. I wanted to throw the usual gianter amount at it but.

Taxes are due. And we've got a big huge ass payment to make to the feds. Doh. 

So I'm spending a lil'less and not throwing as much around as I want to. 

Doug gets paid next week, I get paid the week after, we'll have a substantial pile of cash in the account and can pay the piper, as it were. 

Doug also got a raise, and it'll be retro to the beginning of the year which is nice. 

And then after the 15th of April I can go back to paying my debts but also... spending money. 

I bought 8 tickets for 2 nights each for Guster at Wolf Trap in September. People will reimburse me, for sure, but I'm not asking anyone for money yet. 

In the 25 years (holy shit) that I've kept this blog it is nice to be in a position where alright, okay. Alright okay. We're good. We're fine. I don't have to pay my taxes on my credit card. 

So the last friday of this month, we're good.

Today was a good day. I had a 1:1 with my department head and she is delightful. Last one we had was in September and she reminded me that I really should get on her schedule more often, just for fun, because it is delightful to talk to me. The thing that I was working on last night is still not resolved and no one touched it today but we'll revisit that Monday. 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. Toffee Walk. Went to the dog park, 28 minutes round trip, 1.38 mi. 11k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

8am: 125
4:15pm: 142
10:30pm: 119 

food & meds:

8am: jardiance+phentermine
11:30am: grilled cheese and turkey on 647 
1pm: met+glip
4:15pm: 2 good yogurt
6pm: kielbasa and pierogis
8:15pm: met+glip
8:30pm: ramekin mixed nuts
red wine+diet ginger ala

It's for Science

At work today, someone at HQ was trying to solve for a problem where content she was publishing was not going out to our clients' website. We couldn't even search and find the content in our network. A huge discussion unfolded about what to do and how to approach this, when finally she did something and asked me to pull it in to my test site "for science!" 

I thought that was hilarious. Just, do this "for science!" 

It worked but did not work. The expected results were not met. So more work would need to be done, and a lot of other people got involved talking about business practices and strategy decisions and why this kinda content doesn't "work" through the network. Which frustrated her, because her assignment was/is to put it out there for clients. 

At some point tomorrow we will probably have a strategy discussion.

I was able to use the term in another meeting only the developer was not in a good mood and he was not amused when I told him I wanted to give the thing a try, "for science!" 

I'm usually very good at reading the room and missed that this guy has no sense of humor. 

Later, he slacked me and said "I am not mad at you, I am mad that it is 7pm and I have other things to do, and I asked about this first thing in the morning today and no one got back to me, but then at 5:30 everyone starts telling me what to do and how fast to do it." 

I told him that I completely understand, and I'm here to help him with anything he needs just tell me. Tell me to grab a client and have him jump into the thing and test the log in process. I have three guys at the ready, and they'll do anything we ask, even late. I have their personal cel phone numbers. 

They know this is important and they're here to help too. Just yell when you're ready to go. 

The thing failed. Another thing for science, and it failed. And he started suggesting "well we can try it with another profile." But I told him no - he did great, we'll revisit tomorrow and try again. We're fine for tonight. Amazing thank you so much.

Science can wait until tomorrow for sure. 

I spent the evening writing help articles for the new app we're rolling out in May. I got a few done but I want to do screenshots for the next batch and I think I need my second monitor set up. Dragging my feet in setting up the office, well. It's my own fault isn't it. 

Maybe the dining table. Maybe. We'll see. Digits below.

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. Treadmill 30 min/2.20 miles. Broke 14 min and held steady at 13.30 pace. 11k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

8am: 140
4:45pm: 91
11pm: 112 

food & meds:

8am: jardiance+phentermine
12:15pm: turkey and 2 pieces of muenster on 647 multigrain bread
12:30pm: met+glip
4:45pm: small ramekin of mixed nuts
6:30pm: rigatoni w/spicy sauce, pancetta, mushrooms, geoff style. Extra leftover sausage from the other night's dinner.
8pm: met+glip

Work Dreams and Dresses

It's been a long time since I've had a dream about work and co-workers. Last night I worked very late on some things and had a lot going through my mind about the big project. 

So of course, it all leaks into my dreams. 

One of our contractors in Europe was working for a chop shop that was located next to a bar where I was going to meet my friends Ben & Amy. It was very dark, and the parking area for the bar was incredibly full. I was riding a Vespa style scooter, and parked up in the grass between the bar and the garage. 

My co-worker, R we'll call him, came out of the garage and demanded my scooter. He was covered in grease and smelled horrible. Looked like he hadn't bathed in years, and I said no, get away from me and I tried to steer the scooter away to somewhere better lit, somewhere maybe safer. 

He kept trying to pull the handlebars away from me, but his hands were greasy. He tried to wipe them with a nasty rag, but nothing was helping him. 

Then he pulled a knife on me, and I left the scooter and ran into the bar to my friends. 

Of course. 

So the funny thing is, this guy is one of my favorite colleagues on the contracting team. He bathes! It's true!  He is nice, and sweet and funny. Not at all someone trying to murder me, or steal something from me, or give me a hard time about anything. 

Dreams are fucked up, yo. 

Last night Doug and I were talking about this wedding we are going to in NH in May. It's an evening wedding, "semi formal attire, black tie optional." So I wanted him to be aware. Evening wedding, semi formal, he has nothing. So he's a little chuffed about having to go buy a suit. He has sports coats and blazers and ties and dress shirts and all, but nothing that is a suit. 

And I'm in a similar boat. No I don't need a suit but I need a something. 

For Friday night, I think there's a cocktail thing so I have a cool blouse that I got for the Kennedy Center Guster show when we all did dress-up. 

And the only like, actual factual fancy dress I have is the dress I wore to Aaron's wedding in 2014 when I was his best man. 

2014, friends. Feels like forever ago. 

I've worn this dress repeatedly over the past decade. Doug's office party in 2018, Kennedy Center, another wedding. It's a solid go-to. 

But it is time for a new dress, I think. 

Where do people go to buy dresses? I am serious. I basically shop at Kohl's... I wear yoga pants and t-shirts (sometimes from one band, a lot). I spend most of my time barefoot. 

I bought this dress at Macy's, so I'm thinking I just go back there. I think Molly wants people to wear floral print to the wedding according to Jess, maybe? I have to double check that truth of that so I know what to buy.

Also shoes. 

Shoes. 

I had a pair of sweet kitten heeled sandals for Linda's wedding way back when, God only knows where they have ended up. 

I also have a comfortable pair of silver lamé sandals that I got for Aaron's wedding to match that dress, I still have those but they're looking a little worn. They can do, and Lord Knows they're the most comfortable things on the planet. 

That and a good pedicure the week before, my feet could be all set. 

Here's that silver dress in action again and yeah, you can see how it no longer fits me compared to the Aaron Wedding shot up there. 

Also. Maybe a haircut. I don't want bangs again but maybe layers. For fun curly fun. Or something. 

Also. Me and my sister are super cute. 

Digits below. 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. Treadmill, 30 min/2.06 mi. 11k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

8:30am: 109
4:30pm: 83
10pm: 160 

food & meds:

8:30am: jardiance+phentermine
12:15pm: english muffin w/pb and low sugar j
1pm: met+glip
6pm: shrimp and rice with onions and bell peppers (a Geoff recipe) very good! 
8pm: met+glip, last big piece of bread that Geoff made the other night.
vodka tonics