In less squooshy news
Oct. 17th, 2008 09:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kjpepperDamn, it's going to be HARD to get up out of bed this winter! ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
anzovin got me an electric blanket for my birthday, and even without being on it makes my bed into a cozy nest of you-don't-wanna-get-up-its-cold-out-there-sleep-moar. This could be problematic in the future, though I suspect that it's gonna save me some heat bill money.
Yesterday I lost my shit and worked on work stuff from 8:30 yesterday morning until about 11:30pm (with a few hours off here and there.) I also managed to get the dishes and my laundry done, my room more or less picked up and cleaned, and my bed/sheets stripped and washed as well. Today also looks busy as there is a bit more cleaning I would like to get done before the relatives descend tonight, and alas all the work yesterday didn't do all that much for the log jam still fouling up my inbox, but I'm not knocking any progress made. I'd like to be able to head back to the offive without having to resort to ativan. Pretty much the plan for today and the rest of the weekend is to fold in as much as I can get done around other activities, and hopefully the jam will be totally clear by next Friday. It sorta crimps up my schedule for the next little in a sucky way, but I know I will be glad to have it all done later.
As for other stuff this weekend, Amastan and Ale are coming up to visit, and I must say, they are getting the perfect fall New England weekend for it. The leaves are just a hair past peak, but still very gorgeous and the weather's gonna be apple-crisp. I'm actually looking forward to tooling around with them for a bit, and I must remember to bring the hatemonger out with me for walkies. Other than that, playing it fast and loose, continuing to heal up and resisting the temptation to not scratch the scar, lol.
Well *sigh* there's a day to get started. Off to it.
ETA: w00t! the swelling going done isn't an illusion - I'm down 14 pounds from my discharge weight, which is about five pounds more than I was when I started. I swear it's all in my feet, arg.
anzovin got me an electric blanket for my birthday, and even without being on it makes my bed into a cozy nest of you-don't-wanna-get-up-its-cold-out-there-sleep-moar. This could be problematic in the future, though I suspect that it's gonna save me some heat bill money.Yesterday I lost my shit and worked on work stuff from 8:30 yesterday morning until about 11:30pm (with a few hours off here and there.) I also managed to get the dishes and my laundry done, my room more or less picked up and cleaned, and my bed/sheets stripped and washed as well. Today also looks busy as there is a bit more cleaning I would like to get done before the relatives descend tonight, and alas all the work yesterday didn't do all that much for the log jam still fouling up my inbox, but I'm not knocking any progress made. I'd like to be able to head back to the offive without having to resort to ativan. Pretty much the plan for today and the rest of the weekend is to fold in as much as I can get done around other activities, and hopefully the jam will be totally clear by next Friday. It sorta crimps up my schedule for the next little in a sucky way, but I know I will be glad to have it all done later.
As for other stuff this weekend, Amastan and Ale are coming up to visit, and I must say, they are getting the perfect fall New England weekend for it. The leaves are just a hair past peak, but still very gorgeous and the weather's gonna be apple-crisp. I'm actually looking forward to tooling around with them for a bit, and I must remember to bring the hatemonger out with me for walkies. Other than that, playing it fast and loose, continuing to heal up and resisting the temptation to not scratch the scar, lol.
Well *sigh* there's a day to get started. Off to it.
ETA: w00t! the swelling going done isn't an illusion - I'm down 14 pounds from my discharge weight, which is about five pounds more than I was when I started. I swear it's all in my feet, arg.
