Thanks, guys. At first the delay was about it being hectic, and then they were having difficulty getting a vein, and then shift change. I did wonder if they abandoned me because they knew I was a hard stick and no one wanted to get involved...after I insisted on IV over IM there was a long gap. But by the time I was done, the nurse was all "lovie" and "my friend" with me.
The (presumably former) apartment manager's apartment is empty. No notice, or anything. I wonder what we're supposed to do for short term maintenance requests.
Spice will delay mold for a while, I think, but there's only so much it can do.
Doe anyone else find that cooking really dims your appetite? I have made today a roast chicken with a baked rice side dish and broccoli, and a potato leek soup. And I have not eaten dinner.
Yup. When I make vast quantities of stuff to put up, very often eat a few bites (omg, so good!) and then have a piece of fruit for dinner or something ridiculous.
yeah, I rarely eat when I cook.
Yup. The various bits of tasting along the way, plus the smell, seem to fill me up.
the furnaces are blasting and I am having beer and it is all combining to make me SLEEPY! which no good, I have football to watch.
I am not alone! I wish I could eat something though, because I suspect none of it ill taste as good reheated (although I am making it for lunches and dinners for the week and to freeze some meals for theatre)
Our internet service is down. This is inconvenient.
Cooking always dims my appetite.
I cooked up the chicken liver for my cat, and she doesn't want it either, even though earlier she was licking yesterday's dishes, which was gross. Liver is her favorite cat food flavor, too!
She's just being a cat, Sophia. You know how they are.
Inconvenient is probably closer to true than my reaction, which is near-panic. It's like being snowed in with only one book.
On the rare occasions that I cook, I seldom eat. Eating is fraught for me anyway. I do better if someone else gets takeout/defrosts something/cooks and puts it in front of me so I don't have to give it much thought.
I worked on the closet some (and will go back to it, for another short stint), but rather than going out, I gave myself a therapeutic (rather than cosmetic) pedicure and increased (again!) both time and speed of my treadmill jaunts. I'm feeling better the more I'm able to do.
