Living Alone

I know it isn't the same as other people who actually live alone, but, I'm living alone for these next couple days. 

I find when I'm by myself I do things like talk out loud to me (or the dog) about stuff. 

Loading the dishwasher, it does not need to run, and well, unless I make something serious like cookies, it may not have to run until the boys get back.  (I ended up running it because ... I wanted the baking sheet for tomorrow).

It was a very rainy morning. The trash truck guys woke me up at 5 and I thought I might be up for the day but I mercifully fell back asleep after I went to pee. Then the thunder woke me up around 8:30. I turned the alarm off. I dozed and faded in and out of sleep until around 9am, waking each time the thunder rolled. 

We have a daily 10 am meeting with the developers, so I knew I'd be online for that. I just was not in a big hurry to be online for anything else. 

I didn't even touch helpdesk tickets until 2pm. I had a bunch of meetings, and some yap sessions with pals, just basically eased into it and then it's the typical thing, around 8-9pm I am still working. My brain does not do mornings. I'm much better after noon. 

Several help tickets came in that were super easy, the person just needed instructions on how to do a thing. I realize we need a help document that we can just say "oh thank you for asking this question, please see this help document for instructions. 

I wrote out detailed step by step instructions for one client and then copied them into a text file and literally sent it out 3 more times. 

A few people submitted tickets that made me shake my head. Son, that's not how any of this works. A few are experiencing incorrect data feeds as a result of this move, whereas it wasn't incorrect before. 

And my office is closed tomorrow for Juneteenth, blessed and most adored Juneteenth. I will be working, A little bit. 

After I ate dinner, I took Toffee for a short walk which made her incredibly happy. With Geoff not here to walk her, she was needy. And she actually was very good instead of being a leash menace.

I spent almost 3 hours talking with Jess tonight, yapping about everything. And laughing about Ryan Gosling and Aerial TRAMWAY on SNL. 

I'm exhausted. Here's my dog. Who is also very tired and wants me to go to bed.

Digits below!

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours.  Treadmill run, 32 min/2.13 mi. walk, 8 min/.35 mi. 12k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

9am: 104
4:30pm: 125
20:30pm: 79

food & meds:

9am: jardiance + phentermine
9:30: 5 tiny chocolate donuts (geoff didn't take 'em, so I ate 'em) 
11:45: one slice of super multi-grain toast (the end piece!) w/pb and zero sugar j
2:30pm: oikos 000 yogurt
6:30pm: 2 pieces of left over chicken w/some sort of sauce and peppers/onions
7:30pm: met+glip
vodka tonic; handful of mixed nuts