14,001 Days Alive
620 Days Straight on Duolingo
The humidity is hell on my hair lately. I usually ride with the windows down in the morning, but it makes me look like I ran through a wind tunnel so I have to use the AC on my ride in to work.
Back before, when I was married, I was studying both Esperanto and Spanish. I tend to vacillate between the two because, while Spanish is more useful, I have a love for the thought of a universal language.
Work is still going swimmingly. I’m still a month behind on memos but I hope to catch up a lot more tomorrow since I’ll actually be getting that training and be able to generate more documents.
Speaking of work, I wish I could afford some fake flowers to make a nice cheerful arrangement for my desk with the vase left from the flowers app Ben and Pop Tom sent. And as soon as all my bills are paid, I’ll be picking up the yarn for Pop Tim’s Buffalo plaid blanket.
Papa Ben’s Sage and Taupe Blanket is coming along nicely. I don’t have pictures because darling Spock photo bombed each and every shot I tried to take, so I gave up for tonight.
We had sweet potato waffle fries and veggie corn dogs tonight for dinner. I’m hoping for either baked potato and pan fried andouille sausage or frozen pot pies tomorrow for dinner.
Mentally, I’m doing okay. Tired as ever, but I don’t dread getting up in the morning… I just struggle to do so. But I’ve been good about eating lunch at work as well as having at least a little something for breakfast.
I’m going to go read for a bit before bed. Take your meds, folks.
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