Recently, my doctor recommended I switch my jardiance to morning rather than take it at night before bed. So I'm trying that today. She thought my before bed readings were too incredibly low, so instead, she wants the Jardiance in the morning and a snack before bed.
Lady. One does not eat before getting into bed.
I'll give it a go. We'll see how things measure up.
My morning meetings were all canceled. Geoff asked for a ride to work due to the weather, I needed new headphones (one of the earbuds on mine died) so I made a trifecta of Geoff/earbuds, gym. I wanted a solid half hour on the treadmill but needed to get back for a meeting. So I ended at 25 min and rushed home. The plan was 10 min. for a shower before the meeting but the meeting ended up happening on slack and not on Zoom. So I didn't bother. ha.
The afternoon was fairly busy. A pop-up meeting with my DNS/Infra manager who I adore and the product owner for my product so they can handle something while I'm out of office.
I was going to go get a pedicure, but Doug's aunt called.
She sold her house.
We told her not to sell her house. Do not do this. You should not sell your house, you have nowhere to go if you sell your house. You are under no obligation to sell your house to these people. They're going to rip you off. Do not do it.
They were pressuring her to come in and sign paperwork, and Doug told her do not do it.
"I know you told me not to do it, not to go meet with them. But I did." The look on his face.
I guess they called her and said "look, just come in and talk with us about this." And she did. And she signed. And she has 17 days to move out.
She is telling Doug all this and he's pressing her, and she changes the subject to how her eyes are bothering her and she has cataracts and needs to see an eye doctor, can he recommend an eye doctor through his hospital (she lives near where he works). He basically said, "No. I don't know anyone. I can't help you there." And she wouldn't talk more about the house.
17 days. There is no way. No fucking way.
He asked her to put his cousin on the phone, and Doug tried to get some updates from him but he didn't have anything to add. Where are you going to move? Doug asked him. "I don't know." What's the plan, "I don't know."
"Well, we're going on vacation Friday so we aren't around to help but call me if you ... I don't know. Have updates." Doug said make sure one of you is in the house at all times. Do not leave the house vacant. If you are at work, she should not leave. If she goes to the doctor, do not go to ... anywhere. Do not leave. One of you needs to be on the premises at all times. If you're both out, and they're watching, they'll swoop in, change the locks, take possession. And then you're screwed.
I said to him this was actually one of my biggest fears, but we'd be in Colorado and she'd call SCREAMING about them kicking her out.
Dude, you ... sold your house. Of course they are.
She also said appraisers came and were bitching her out about a hole in the kitchen ceiling.
Doug said "Who cares. You sold your house. It is not your problem. It's theirs. And if that's all they are complaining about, have they looked around?"
Our evening was semi-ruined. I didn't go get a pedicure. We had to sit here and talk about what a nightmare she is. I asked how do we put her into conservatorship and he said he doesn't know. But I felt he should have started that ball rolling a couple months ago.
I don't know. Just. Wow.
Anyway.
I have tomorrow off, planning on doing a few work things on the sly. I'm meeting with my work wife at 11 for our standing weekly chat, didn't want to cancel that. But then afterwards... Pedicure! Bloodwork! Haircut! Maybe a trip to the mall to see about .... pants! I have no pants that fit! Laundry is all done, just needs to be folded. Packing! So much packing. My neighbor is coming over on Friday to let Toffee out while Geoff is at work. His boss asked him to work 9am-5:30pm, which is not his usual shift and he agreed. Without thinking of ugh. The dog. I should find a local Doggie Day Care that he can drop her off at when he goes to work but it's too late for that tonight.
And Doug is going to see about what he can see about for his aunt, can he get her out of this. Probably not. Still can't believe she did not listen to him and did not follow his instructions. So help me. If she calls while we are on vacation, chances are we'll be in the mountains far from a cel signal. And they better not show up here or something.
God my imagination is just rolling tonight.
Here's a picture of Toffee. I forced her to go outside tonight. She didn't all day, and I do not know how she holds it for 18 hours but she does. When she came in, we cuddled, had snacks, got wrapped in the sheet, and had snore time. She survived the trauma. Digits below.
digits
exercise: 12/12 hours. Gym treadmill, 25 min/1.37 mi. (would have gone a half hour but needed to get home for a meeting). 10k+ steps by bedtime
blood glucose:
8:45am: 132
4:30pm: 105
10:30pm: 105
food & meds:
8:45am: phentermine, jardiance
9:15: bowl of whole milk greek yogurt w/3 sliced strawberries and sprinkle of splenda
11am: ramekin of mac&cheese w/bacon
3pm: 2 baby bel cheeses
6pm: chicken parm (small piece)
8pm: met+glip; mixed nuts
red wine + diet ginger ale
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