Doubling up again because yesterday was a lot.
Thursday
Doug is sick, he has some sort of sinus thing and it is making him grouchy. He asked me how long I could go without my charger, and I said 'well, if I don't use the computer at all, maybe two days.' He sighed and started to get ready for us to go pick it up from his Aunt's house.
She called at some point in the late morning, confused about why we were coming over. Doug explained. Again. She said 'are you really sure I have her cord?' Doug told her yes. You do. And we'll be there in about 45 minutes.
He decided we'd bring the dog since Geoff was at work, so she got to go for a ride. Good day to be Toffee.
We got to her house, and Doug's cousin held up the cord to me.
'This is it, right, with the rectangle plug."
Yes. Yes it is. I thanked him. I handed him the Apple wireless earbuds and her power cord that she had left at our house. To be honest, I was tempted to keep the earbuds for my work Mac. But also, I'm grossed out just thinking that they were in her ears. She has two sets. Has no idea how they work or what to do with them. She wouldn't miss these, but, gross. Someone else's ears.
Doug's aunt had toys for Toffee, gifts for her. She always has gifts for people, but I have no idea where she got these. They weren't new, they were dirty-ish. Maybe a yard sale? One was a small stuffed duck with a squeaker, the other was a plastic ball that bounced erratically.
For as infuriatingly annoying as she is, she is exceptionally thoughtful. I'll give her that.
She thrilled at how much Toffee enjoyed the duck (please note, it was DEMOLISHED within 10 minutes of being in the back of the car with her). It brought her such joy, and she laughed and laughed. We got in the car after a less than 5 minute stay, using the dog as an excuse. There isn't enough space to be in the house all together. The living room that we cleaned and cleaned and emptied out repeatedly and over and over is full of stuff again. It made me exceptionally sad.
When we left, she stood at the door watching us, I waved goodbye but she was focused on the dog. Laughing. I'm not sure she saw me waving goodbye.
Once in the car, Doug said that it would be a shame to have driven all this way over here and not found a nice brewery with an open patio to go sit at. I love how he thinks.
We put the directions in for Old Ox Brewery, and it was much further than he thought it should be. It took us forever to get there, and, when we arrived we found they didn't open until 4. It was 3:30.
Applying an oft used philosophy of "you can't tell if you don't ask," Doug went to see if the door was unlocked, and it was. He asked if maybe we could order a couple of beers, sit on the patio, a little early. The guy was not having it.
He came back to the car rather unhappy. I suggested we take the dog for a walk, but he was exceedinly grumpy, and tired, and said his head was killing him from the sinus thing. (Note to self: put a small travel container of acetaminophen in your purse like you used to carry).
Soe left. The guy stood inside and watched us drive away.
Part of me thinks dude... you coulda had us have 2 beers each, and tip you handsomely, once the 4pm "open" sign got turned on officially. Another part of me thinks, nah - they weren't open and he followed the rules. Disappointing, but.
It took forever to get home. Traffic was exceptionally stupid.
But I have my power cord. Life is good.
Friday
I got a notification on my google calendar that I had a lunch date at 1pm. Oh! I'd forgotten I'd set up that lunch date with my colleague H who lives up the road. Yay!
I texted her to make sure we were still on, she said yes, so I jumped in the shower to get ready. Because of Doug's grumpiness and sinus thing, he didn't want to do anything and this wasn't a monkey wrench to any plans he may have had.
H and I had a lovely time catching up. We used to work together just about every day, and she was moved off of our project to focus on training for another project.
Her 50th birthday is Sunday so I insisted on picking up lunch as a treat. I gave her a bunch of the previously made Christmas cookies, knowing my house is about to be filled with even more. I still have some for Meg doggie's parents, and more to send home with Jess, too.
After lunch I went to the liquor store, we were out of vodka and I like a specific gin, which we were also out of but we have other gin, so I could have just dealt with that if I wanted a cocktail. I got some beers, some more wine, they had my favorite Monkey Bay, which they don't usually... so I grabbed a bottle of it. It used to have a monkey on the label, and now it does not. Which saddens me.
Next to Target, I needed flour and butter, and got some cluck-pucks for dinner, and a few other things. More Claritin D for Doug and his sickness. And ZzzzQuill for me. I haven't had any for a couple weeks and I can tell.
I talked to my mom (I pay her lot rent ever 27th of the month and she needs me to tell her that I did she doesn't just trust me to do it). She told me all the same stories that she did on Christmas day when we chatted.
Doug took Toffee for a walk, I did a mini-walk in the house and loaded the dishwasher. And then at 7pm I went to the gym too. A day of two walks, my friends. Not a lot. The gym was mobbed for a Friday night, so I did 18 min on the treadmill before my attention span started messing with me, and how I forgot to get paper towels at Target so I should go to Lidl and get some but oh they don't have Bounty they have some cut rate nonsense paper towels but we'll need them tomorrow and oh! chocolate chips. I will need chocolate chips.
When I got home I was going to bake the sugar cookies but. I'll do it tomorrow. They cook fast, cool fast, and I will just happily deal with it then.
I felt like it was a fun day out, still some more things to do before Cookie Fest tomorrow. But overall, in a great mood and sorry that Doug is not.
digits below.
Friday digits
exercise: 11/12 hours. missed 2pm during lunch. 15 min/.5 mile indoor walk, treadmill 18 min/.77 mile walk; 10k+ steps by bedtime
blood glucose:
10am: 205
4:30pm: 190
10pm: 180
food:
coffee/water
11am: metformin
a couple handfuls of m&ms while walking 'round the house
1:30pm: small caesar salad w/grilled chicken, unknown carb content salad dressing, 2 beers
6pm: 2 cluck pucks w/melted cheese & mayo on 2 potato rolls (shoulda double deckered and gone with 1); some french fries; metformin+jardiance
white wine
Thursday digits
exercise: 11/12 hours. Missed 3pm in the car. No real walk. 5k steps by bedtime.
blood glucose:
10am: 157
5pm: 246
10pm: 225
food:
coffee/water
10:30am: english muffin w/pb
11am: metformin
6pm: 3 hawaiian rolls sliders, toasted with ham & havarti, a little jello spread on.
7pm: metformin+jardance; more jello
9pm (late food): fritos & hummus
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