12,399 Days Alive
8,065 Ebooks to Read
14 Days Till the Cruise
7 Days Till the New Job
5 Days Till the End of the Current Job
A lot going on for the next fortnight. And I am scraping the bottom of the barrel for the energy for it.
I passed out today after getting back from the local WalMart with my Darling Wife. I mean full on crashed out cold and didn’t even wake up when Steph used the blender. She made loaded cauliflower soup and it was delicious. I’ll see if I can get her to give me the recipe for y’all.
It wasn’t my sugar levels, either. I’ve been running under 200 all day. Which is great for me. Trying to stick to the Keto diet has really helped in conjunction with the updated meds.
I’m sad to be leaving my job. I’m happy for the new opportunity at the law firm, but I’ll miss almost everyone at the University. I hope to keep in contact with them after I’m gone.
As for the new job, I’m going to be a legal assistant! I’m going to be generating and sending out subpoenas and trying to get medical records for pending litigation. For anyone who has worked with me, if that sounds like the next level to what I was doing before at my previous job, it is! And I loved doing that. And now I get to do it for more pay. Woo boo!
Unfortunately, my bones hurt. I don’t know if it’s the fibromyalgia or depression, but holy hell am I in pain.
Mixed bag. Life is a mixed bag.
I haven’t been able to see Leo this week. But the Vanyar Villa gals did go to a swanky dinner at Texas De Brazil on Friday night. No flan, though.
Oh shit, but I have ice cream, Halo Top specifically, in the freezer. I’m gonna go have that. And then try to get my hands to cooperate and work on Kola’s Blanket.
I’m on the home stretch there; only a quarter of the way to go. I’m so behind. Depression keeps handing me my butt on a rusty platter.
Okay, I’m going to go have ice cream and watch something on Netflix.
Take your meds, folks. And hydrate.