I got some febreeze and that helped. So did having the windows down most of the morning. I have to go to grocery store today so I'll get cheap coffee beans ND ee if that helps.

I had two different kinds of bottled water a couple gallons of store brand and something in a different style of container. The store brand in the milk jug container really absorbed the smell but the other didn't as much. I still got rid of it all but I was surprised at the difference.

One minor downside to crocs: weird suntan pattern on your feet. Assuming you tan.

That assumes I even go out into the sun. I try not to.

So far these things are great for the heel pain. I stand up and I *want* to walk. I must resist going back to the website and buying more.

Aw, my coworker brought me a "Share a Diet Coke with [Myname]". I feel special.

I must resist going back to the website and buying more.

Why? Crocs are affordable, and you like them.

I had a bad morning, yelled at my kids. Ugh. So fucking sick of myself. Now I need to try and get over myself and redeem the day somehow.

I must resist going back to the website and buying more.

Does not compute.

Pressure! I'm feeling peer pressure!

And I have a discount off my next purchase . . .

I should probably do some work first.

Burrell, luckily you'll get to try again. Luckily we aren't defined by one moment in our regular lives.

So today an old guy walked into the locker room at the gym. I was towelling off after my shower. Nothing like early morning mortification.

Burrell, luckily you'll get to try again. Luckily we aren't defined by one moment in our regular lives.

This is true, although the problem with this particular moment is that it happens enough that my children have already incorporated it into their image of me. Which is why I hates it so when I do it.

Nothing like early morning mortification.

Oh dear

So the plan for today is to get some writing done. Planning on writing significantly increasing the likelihood that I'll do it.

I am "working from home" today, which -- since I'm caught up on my grading heading into finals for once in my life -- means goofing off and running errands. The bad news I woke up to today, though, is that our health insurance costs are going up again (don't get me started), which means the 4.5% raise I was so excited about will essentially be eaten by insurance. Grrr.

I live in Crocs now. They're perfect for work, especially since I need to hose off the flour at the end of the day.