No AC bad! Do you have enough fans to keep things cooled down to bearable?
I'm home for the weekend. Wish I could stay but it's not practical. Happy to snuggle with my kitties again. They're taking turns lying on me. Also happy to have stable fast Internet again. My sister's Internet is crap. I've volunteered to call and yell at Verizon for her next week.
It's pouring rain. Hope the patio cats ate all their food already. Blessed rain; we need it, and it'll cool things down for a while.
People/things ltc recognizes on TV that aren't children's shows: The Jeopardy theme song the minute it starts, Rachel Maddow, and Stephen Colbert. Bad mama.
I spent midday of the day in training in an un-air conditioned room with about 200 people. When wet called maintenance at first he brought 1 box fan. Then he brought an industrial fan which helped but was SO loud.
No AC bad! Do you have enough fans to keep things cooled down to bearable?
Yeah, I was able to keep it bearable. The guy came and fixed it this afternoon.
My brain has chosen tonight to put the greatest hits of "This is why you'll die miserable and alone" on repeat. Shut up, brain.
Shut up brain! I hope you find something cool and distracting.
Body image demons are going into overdrive. (I know what triggered it -- something posted on Facebook that reminded me of high school.) Now I'm doing some sit-ups, to try to make my body less disgusting.
Sorry you are getting hit with body image demons.
I learned some new things tonight about my medical history. I've finally asked about details about my surgery. Dad mentioned the worst part for him was seeing all the tubes in my stomach post surgery.
This is the first time I've heard of those. They weren't in my stomach exactly. Mom disagreed with the number and that they were all together. There were drainage tubes for the kidneys and incidion and catheter. Dad thinks there were 5 and that thy were in for a week. Mom said I was only in the hospital a few days.
I was also able to navigate around Dad's hang up about weight. He said I got chunky because they had me drink lots of cranberry juice and he worried about my weight.
Body Image Demons, I mock you! You are pathetic and sad. I dare you to come at me - I will gnash your bones in my teeth and drink your blood in a cocktail of chocolate sauce.