Exactly, Connie. Something that's supposed to reduce anxiety shouldn't be making me agitated.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Yay, smonster! (Hi M, if relevant). I hope your beach trip is good.
High Fives Smonster!! May he be "the one" (god that sounds like a bad Matrix commerical).
The bulk of my day was going through the work email inbox. I had well over 5,000 messages, 800+ unread (usually skipped past as not important, or marked unread to catch my eye that it's still pending, and then forgotten as the next round of 50-60 emails fill in the top of the inbox). Today, I have it down to 3,177 messages, 375 unread! ... Progress, right?
Oh, and I think I found pub quiz night in my city! Tuesdays. Trying to organize a group for next week. Trying to be more social. It's so easy for me to be a hermit.
Well done, omnis. I keep saying that I am going to get under 10,000 but it hasn't happened. It will happen. It has to.
It helps that the summer months has incoming emails at a snails pace. During the school year? Oh lordy. No way to tackle this inbox. Far too many emails!
Today, I have it down to 3,177 messages, 375 unread! ... Progress, right?
Good god. I can't imagine. I mean, my personal email is a mess of shit that should've been deleted long ago and will never be found again, but I keep my work email very organized. It's got maybe 15-20 things in it, which are pending responses or need work or whatever. I'm pretty good about deleting stuff right away or moving it to a folder. That said, my manager at one point was sharing her screen and we all saw she had THREE THOUSAND emails marked as unread. Which...WTF. That's no kind of system. No wonder she won't answer emails!
All of my 10,300+ Inbox items have been read, just not filed elsewhere or deleted or completed or something. Sigh.
Hello Schroedinger's M.
Work email: ugh. I don't bother to read half of them. I really don't bother with the motivational ones from the big boss. And If I wait long enough... six months, I think... they delete themselves.
Dear Nurse Who Just Took Over As Supervisor At That One House:
You know I like and respect you, right? That's why I am happy to support you in every way I can. You hate menu planning, I'm quite good at it. There's someone at this house who has diabetes. I attended my first diabetes education session with a dietician over thirty years ago when my dad was first diagnosed. In AZ, one of the individuals at the house I worked at had diabetes, and I planned menues there for five years. Here in MN I have attended sessions with dieticians for more than one individual, and I have gone to classes held by a dietician on the topic of healthy menu-planning on a budget. I know you have to give a look at the menu I presented you with last week before you post it - heck, how else could you buy the groceries for it if you don't. But seriously, you slapping a menu together on the fly to tide us over until you can get a good look at mine? Bit of a slap in the face to me, though I know you don't mean it that way. It's just that tonight's meal was supposed to be turkey wraps, pasta salad and corn on the cob. I really, really, really, was hoping I didn't have to teach you, of all people, that CORN IS A FLIPPIN' GRAIN. So anyway, girl who cooked tonight forgot to make the corn. And as a matter of principle, I did not remind her because this meal was sufficiently carby.
Lots of love, Me
Even without the corn on the cob, that meal would have my blood sugar up to 167. Of course even with insulin I've ended up on a borderline lo-carb diet.
Well at least the wraps were seriously whole grain - dark brown and stiff, and if the turkey and veggies inside had been less tasty, would have tasted like twigs. If that had been my meal to plan, I'd have gotten a second package of wraps so everyone could have two if they liked, used a whole head of lettuce in them, and skipped the pasta salad as well as skipping the corn.
I tend to fall back on the old food groups stuff I remember from health classes in public school ages ago. Protein? Check. Veggie? Check. Carb? Check. Dairy? Check. Fruit? Eh.... mind the food budget, serve a fruit for snack time.