I'm all set for the 11th. My neighbor A. is taking the day off and is taking me to the surgery and staying the whole time. Calli is taking care of Javier. My friend, C. even said I could stay with her for a few days after the surgery, which I probably won't need, but is nice! I am officially out of jury duty and I am tying up all loose ends at work as we speak. I expect to be back at work (barring complications) for a whopping two days, and then fly to NYC on the 23rd for a great 12-day vacation. Any wacky dreams I had about Hamilton tickets will be going towards the surgery, for sure, but I wasn't going to buy Hamilton tickets anyway, who am I kidding?
I probably could have made that all work in time for surgery today (except for the work stuff, but sometimes you just need to LET THAT SHIT GO), but I just couldn't wrap my head around it, you know? And now that I have almost everything sorted, NOW I'm all worried about my gallbladder, when for the past two weeks, I've been all NBD about it. Of course, I didn't have a doctor tell me it was dangerous and urgent until about 3PM yesterday, either. But I need to just put it out of my mind. It's probably FINE! I've got Buffista ~ma on my side!
Oh man, amyth! Good luck with that.
Sara, I would definitely be calling out sick a lot this month. Sick of their bullshit, for sure.
In news of regrets, but not really, I have a food hangover today! After a delicious dinner at one of my favorite restaurants with my favorite over-orderer. I have a lot of leftovers in the fridge now, too.
Wow, amyth! Lots of ~ma to get through the next 8 days no problem.
Yikes, amyth! Good luck with that!
It's only 7:19 and I'm already running late. Also, Jetta nearly got lost this morning: my sister opened the porch door before I had her collar on, and the dog scooted out into the dark street and across the road in front of a garbage truck, and did NOT come back when called. And it's dark and she's black, and that was bad.
Happily, she decided what she wanted was to investigate her own front yard, so she came back around and I managed to wave enough string cheese at her to get her collar on. YIKES.
and now it's off for another day of incredibly dull on-line training that I must finish by the end of the calendar year...
Dogs, man.
Amy, take care of yourself! (And your handsome new boy.)
sarameg, I am filled with rage on your behalf.
And also, I don't know if I said here, but my boss is turning out to be a total loose cannon and is about to completely restructure our department,
again
and who the hell knows what's going on because she only feeds out info in dribs and drabs. But a new role has been more or less offered to me (literally when I got on a plane last night and happened to be seated next to someone else from my company).
Even though I feel a little like I'm being pushed out of my current role for reasons that mostly come down to my boss not understanding what the hell it is I do, I'm inclined to jump on this almost sight unseen just to get out of her wildly unstable orbit.
There is a lot going on.
Amyth- healthy gallbladder for you 8 more days.
Sara, Brenda, others- work needs to piss off.
My work ppl are annoying children (just today discovered we have run out of supplies and no one informed me) and the company culture as a whole is taking its toll on me, but no actual anxiety or rage inducing activities.
Health~ma wafting your way, amyth.
