I promised to be a little more interesting today compared to yesterday, didn't I my dear.
This morning, Doug and the dog were up at about 7 and my alarm was set for 8:15. I wanted some extra sleep so I ignored them. Toffee got back in bed with me and we did a big snuggle. Her snoring was so comforting.
I heard Geoff come back from the gym. Back from the gym is usually 9:30am.
9:30.
Uh.
I looked at my phone and the alarm was set for PM not AM. Good job. I'm now a half hour late for a meeting. Ha.
I jumped on, no camera, got my coffee, found out I missed absolutely nothing and there is a miro board for me to review with the work timeline. Thumb's up from me. I never did shower, but lately I've been pinning my bangs back and leaving my hair down. It looks alright? clean enough? not filthy, greasy, it's the new me I guess.
Most importantly, this afternoon a new house came on the market in one of the towns we like, and it is basically perfect. Doug was in a big meeting, and so I waited for him to come upstairs to show him.
But that didn't stop me from immediately sharing with C first and my email was "Please look at this house and tell me what is wrong with it."
She said, I think jokingly, "I'd put an offer in sight unseen on that place... now." Lots of OMG yes. And I was so happy she felt the same as I did. That giddy "what the hell is this perfect thing doing right in my face!"
Doug came upstairs and was equally enthusiastic about it so we called our buyer's broker. We are seeing it on Saturday. Doug wanted to drive out tomorrow but I can't take another day off this week in good conscience. One co-worker is moving and another is at a conference. Saturday it is.
There are things the place needs done to it, I'm thinking of a third bathroom in the basement for Geoff (he could shower on the first floor but he deserves the privacy of his own en suite. And when he doesn't live with us, amazing guest area with private bath. The yard needs fenced. Somehow we do not know where the "main floor washer/dryer" is hiding. Shared driveway with the neighbors so, a relationship has to happen for when it snows.
It has a beautiful Sunroom, and a screened in porch, the yard is big and pretty, easy access to main roads without being on a main road, not up the side of a mountain on a serpentine gravel and dirt road, not in an HOA with tons of dumb rules.
And, I think for the price, it's perfect in so many ways. And we can work with whatever needs worked with.
We were supposed to go see 5 places on Sunday. We may ... not? If this place is just right, we'll make an offer. We'll schedule the home inspection, we'll go for it.
I have liked the look of a lot of houses, and the first house we saw when we were testing out the town was my very favorite but we were very not ready to offer on anything yet and it sold. This is the next most best.
To be honest, there's another town nearby that I like a whole lot more because it has more in it (like more than one grocery store, and a planet fitness, and a bitchin' downtown) but this is the next best town, and closer to the mountains and stuff. I dig it. It's good.
Then. More work and more life!
I had a lot of meetings including one with a very challenging client moving onto our product and in the past he's pitted one of my work besties against me, and me against him, saying "Well C promised me this," or "B said it was going to cost this but now you're saying this."
Nope. We talk about you behind your back and we know your games, sir.
We're watching you. I asked my boss to come on this call, just to be there. He was absolutely overjoyed with how well B and I work together. The client asked how to do a thing, I explained it while B demoed it, in perfect coordinated time.
After the meeting I messaged him and told him how much I love working with him. He's 30 years old which is HILARIOUS because he is right between Jess and Geoff in age. He could be my kid. In a meeting, a new employee asked what I was like (I was not at that meeting) and he said "she's got amazing mom energy, is super smart, always has your back, and is my best friend at work." A few people laughed and one said "yeah, that is absolutely accurate."
It's that kind of relationship that makes me happy to show up every day.
Doug took Toffee for a walk at about 4:30 and I decided to test the legs out, walk in the house. I did a solid 20 min. walk and felt really good. Geoff and I cooked dinner together and after we ate, I decided to go on a Pokemon walk.
We were between dry thunderstorms, absolutely no rain but tons of thunder and lightning tonight. Doug's mom called, and I figured I'd give him the space to talk to her without me eavesdropping.
I ended up doing the full up and down loop and going for the the mile in 22 minutes. The short walk is a 12 minute up an back to one pokestop. The full loop is 20 min give or take with three pokestops. Up the street, back down the street and pass the house, to the stop sign, turn around and come back. A nice mile. So convenient.
I'm a little stiff and sore right now, but happy to report that I'm not crying, in agony, or otherwise messed up.
The toes felt good in the hiking sandals, the right hip always hurts but does not hurt extra bad or anything. Right shoulder and arm are sore but you don't use those in walking. I call this a victory.
And at 82 degrees, it actually felt nice compared to two days ago when it was honest to God 105 out there.
Alrighty then, off to bed. Excited that tomorrow is Friday. I'm working on a couple heads down things and I have afternoon meetings but my 9am to 1pm are free and clear. Digits below.
digits
exercise: 12/12 hours. Two walks. 20 min/.87 mile and 22 min/1.03 miles 9200+ steps by bedtime (couldn't push it tonight)
blood glucose:
9:30am: 144
5pm: 110
11pm: 142
food & meds:
9:30am: phentermine+jardiance
9:45am: 2 baby bell cheeses
12:45: last of yesterday's mac & cheese
1:30pm: met+glip
6pm: a pasta alfredo w/chicken dish that Geoff cheffed up (I helped a little)
2 glasses of wine w/diet ginger ale
8pm: mixed nuts
11pm: met+glip (should have taken after my walk but forgot)
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