Saw my shrink yesterday. He thinks I was looking a lot better than when I saw him a month ago. I've been on the new meds for three weeks and I'm just beginning to feel the effects from them. Like the other day I actually looked forward to driving to work in a warm car as opposed to being in the -30 windchill--the first time I've looked forward to something in ages.
Natter 73: Chuck Norris only wishes he could Natter
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Oh, tommyrot. I'm glad you're doing better, but sorry you've been having such a rough time.
Yes tommyrot, glad things are starting to look up.
Like -t, I am also enjoying the last minute discovery that I don't have a morning meeting, although I'm not enjoying it quite as much as my husband. He's the one sleeping in. I would have been at work by now.
After starting to feel super crappy Wednesday afternoon and calling out sick on Thursday, I decided to come to the office today. My right eyelid is already twitching.
Last night I bought plane tickets to hang out in Virginia at the end of the month for a friend's birthday. There has been talk of tattoos, and now I'm kinda contemplating it.
What would you get, shrift?
We don't have a showing today (yet, but please god, NO. ONE DAY, PLEASE. A ONE DAY BREAK.) and I am drinking peach ginger tea, and have done two loads of laundry. My folks got me new towels for Xmas, and every time I see matched, nice towels in my open linen case, I have a little moment of color-coordinated joy.
(We also got a fancy rainshower, double-headed showerhead with mucho settings, and it is AMAZING.)
Now I'm waffling on whether to take the train instead. It's a mile walk to where I can park and the weather is putting me off.
Someone on her cell phone in the hall outside my office just said something about losing weight along with her left ovary, so that happened.
What would you get, shrift?
That is the eternal question, and the reason I haven't gotten a tattoo yet. Some things I've been idly considering: a hummingbird, poetry (considering "Yet I am in love with words." from Anne Sexton), maybe something from The Sandman: Brief Lives.
Ugh, this is a day where I feel like I am sucking at EVERYTHING and feel like apologizing for using up valuable oxygen that productive, successful people could be using. Bah.