I’m finally emerging from my pharmaceutical haze — which is a good thing, as this morning I had to drive in the freakiest weather condition ever, freezing fog. It was probably the worst fog I’ve ever encountered — at times I couldn’t see more than 50 feet in front of me. Not fun.
I had a breakthrough at the gym tonight. After 30 minutes on the bike, I got on the treadmill to do 30 minutes, as usual, and I realized, this isn’t hard. I received a few compliments today; I guess I didn’t think that 9 lbs. would make a difference but apparently it does. Although I’m pretty sure one person was complimenting me b/c she thinks that she can get to me through my weight. Ha. While I do love the flattery, I’m not that easy.
Shut up. lol
I love these e-mails from him.
“I don’t think I ever experienced freezing fog. You sure are getting the weird weather - Al Gore’s revenge on Indiana. WHOA: news alert. Your mother says we have it also.”
I received a letter from the IRS today and — thank you, baby Jesus — the letter I wrote regarding last year’s taxes was accepted and everything has been resolved. Hallelujah. I still have to deal with the letter I received regarding my 2004 taxes, an issue which I have yet to call my ex-husband about because … well, it involves calling my ex-husband. Not even that exactly. I just have to call directly through our VM system at work; there’s not even a chance I will get him directly. Yes, conflict-avoidance is my middle name!
Sorry my recent entries have been rather brief. Today is the first day in about 10 that I have been semi-awake. I don’t know what the purpose is of an antidepressant that makes me drowsy. It’s like a fog of fatigue, like Benadryl times 10. Ugh.
Apparently my ass-kicking routine is paying off, as I not only lost the 1.4 lbs. I gained last week but another pound as well, bringing my total weight loss to 9.4 lbs in four weeks. Score!
Ugh. My thighs still hurt like a mofo. I wish it was from something more exciting than exercise, but alas, no. After hobbling up and down the stairs three times dealing with groceries and the trash, I decided that was enough of a workout for me today. In addition, I have a ginormous bruise on my calf, the results of my first, ill-fated “shoveling” attempt Wednesday afternoon. Gah.
This week was a blur. We all made it through the conference call/webcast without incident, although, from what I heard, the mood the day I missed was a bit testy, to say the least. We managed to finish on time, though, and didn’t have to pick up again on Friday. I was exhausted afterwards but after chatting with a colleague for a bit, my spirits were buoyed and I managed to hit the gym. I worked out again yesterday and my legs are sore like a mofo from squats with the devil exercise ball. I forgot that I set the alarm on my cell phone, and when it went off this morning, I was on the couch. It took me quite a while to hobble to the phone to turn it off lol.
I love “Dirty Work.” In fact, I just plain old love Norm MacDonald. I even saw this movie in the theater. It’s on Comedy Central right now. There’s my morning!
I decided to take a few days off next month and, weather permitting, head up to Michigan for a long weekend. I didn’t realize until afterwards that the days I picked coincided with St. Patrick’s Day so I’ll either go out with my brother and/or drag my friend Jennifer and her husband out for a few drinks. But no green beer. I still shudder at my college memories of that crap. Gah.
I am officially a train wreck. Or getting old, as my mother so nicely put it.
The doctor’s office called me this evening. That’s never a good sign. Anyway, in addition to the antidepressant, I now have to start taking medication for an underactive thyroid. Yay.
I am weighing whether I should start my p-t gig in early March, or wait until the next project starts and take my bookmaking class as planned in March and early April. I really want to go up to Michigan and wouldn’t be able to until mid-to-late April if I do the p-t gig. But my mom is having eye surgery in early and mid-March. So I don’t know what to do … I really want to take this class, as it’s been a while since I’ve done anything creative, so my inclination right now is just to wait on the job … Gah.
From an e-mail today –
We finally did get some snow yesterday. It’s difficult to say how much because of all the blowing (maybe 2-3″ on the upper driveway and 6-8″ on the lower). Of course, the snow blower wouldn’t start right away last night-it was so cold. I put some starting fluid in the gas tank and we had a huge flame shoot out the side. It didn’t seem to do any damage though.
So we ended up with about 8.5″ inches of snow. Whatever. I made it to and from work yesterday without incident. Last night, however, we had really really strong winds that blew the MF snow all over the place … including into a big drift in front of my garage. Now, I live in an apartment. I don’t do handy shit, other than what’s required, like changing lightbulbs. I don’t have a shovel. But hell, even if I had a shovel, it would be in my garage and I wouldn’t be able to get to it.
I stayed home from work today and I am bored. Bored bored bored. Not that I want to be at work, but gah. And unless maintenance, by some grace of God, comes through with their snowblowers, I will be stuck here again tomorrow. Then again, it may come to me physically kicking my way through the snow, just so I can fucking leave my apartment. Insert appropriate Chuck Norris-ish mental picture here.
I could be doing something productive like clean the kitchen or read a book. But, no, I’m like a little kid, staring forlornly out my big window at the cars going by … sigh.
That’s what the news stations are calling the conditions here. I call it … February. I really have no idea how much snow we got, several inches for sure. But it’s nowhere near the storm of apocalyptic proportions the forecasters were calling for. Granted, schools were closed and traffic was light, but I made it to and from work in 15 minutes each way. That’s not far off from normal. Yesterday, during the pre-storm excitement, one co-worker said to me, “But you’re used to snow! You grew up in Michigan.” I had to point out the obvious, that I have lived in Indiana for eight winters and only had three winters in Michigan during which I did a lot of driving.
In other news, still loopy. Must be the new meds. I slept like crap last night, likely because I couldn’t stay awake during the evening hours and dozed on and off. I did an exercise DVD instead of taking a nap today, and yawned throughout the first 10 minutes. Go team.
