One More Day

Why do I do this to myself! It is after 9pm and I'm basically caught up on work for the day. I scheduled three project transfer calls today. They all worked out but it was stressful on the way! Two more tomorrow. 4 clients unresponsive out of 70. I will be calling them personally next week. Even the two clients I honestly thought would not respond responded. So happy for that.

Doug took the day off because his sinuses are messed up and he just felt like crap. He sat here in the livingroom while I did two of the calls, I hope he enjoyed listening to me take care of people. I kind of want people to hear me doing my job. I think I'm loving and caring, friendly and supportive. I feel like my ego needs a boost. It was a busy and frustrating day but I survived. 

Doug took two naps. I was jealous. I wanted a nap. Damn.

I've been trying to find out what's up with one of my prescriptions (the testing strips) and the website says the prescription was filled on 11/10. I tried calling our pharmacy, but could not get a human. I think tomorrow I'll go over there. And be mad. 

But in a nice way. Like I do. 

I decided to make candied nuts rather late. It is over an hour baking time for them, and I was silly to start doing when I did. And then I over cooked them and disappointed myself. Completely. Boo. They don't suck all the way, just a little bit. 

So I'm mildly disappointed. I guess.

And... Tired. One more day and a break, kids. One more day.

FB memories shared this gem with me today, and I cherish it.

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. 12 min. / half mile indoor walk; 6700+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

8:30am: 161
n/a pm: skipping due to no testing strips
10pm: 141 (last testing strip until... who knows?) 

food:
coffee/water
noon: metformin
12:45: grilled cheese w/bacon on 647 bread
6pm: meatloaf & some form of Knorr's alfredo noodles that doug picked up. 
7pm: metformin+jardiance
9pm: burned ass cashews
vodka & diet tonic