Sara, a friend of mine is having her gallbladder removed today (she was in Portland on vacation, had terrible pain, and the hospital there said she could wait to have it removed at home if she went straight to the hospital when she got home). She thinks she can go to a Christmas party Saturday night. That seems optimistic.

Her Saturday is the equivalent of my last night and my gallbladder was no longer in inflamed attack mode when removed. Could I have gone to the wine night? Sure. But honestly, it was the first day I was permitted shower, first day all my plumbing was working in normal and expected ways, and I had no desire to get out of fuzzy pants or think too hard about finding a comfortable place to settle. I do think it is a Ymmv, and I'm actually a little surprised at how well I'm doing.* That said, I wouldn't say anything unless she's asking for other experiences for comparison.

Sometimes you need goals to avoid focusing on that thing now. Mine was teleworking by Monday so I could write this week off (and be surprised if it went better than planned, because that's what my brain needs.) Some people do rewards-goals. I do endurance-goals.

*(but I'm still fucking impatient about it.)

That said, I wouldn't say anything unless she's asking for other experiences for comparison.

Yeah, I wasn't planning on piping up unless she asks. I just wondered if that was a bit too soon to be socializing. Plus the party is about an hour's drive north, and that seems like a lot of travel on a cold night (an hour up there and an hour back) when she could just be snuggly in her pjs.

The travel would have been too much for me. Heck, I didn't want to put on enough clothes to be ferried to the grocery 10 minutes away this afternoon!

As in "this coffee shop is totally chillax" or somesuch?

Exactly.

Just came in over the radio: verdict in the trial on the Emmanuel massacre in Charleston: guilty.

Thank dog

I would hope so.

The benefits of buddying up to the AP person -- remember when my expense report got rejected? She just told me that my boss got someone else's rejection overturned! Which I actually think is really unfair, and I'd rather have the moral superiority than the $100 at this point in my life.

I want to color in my coloring book and also huddle under three blankets. These two aims are not meshing.

I decided to take a sick day because I woke up feeling like crap and I have no spoons. It's supposed to rain all day. I finally crawled out of bed to eat lunch, so now maybe it is time for the couch and TV.