Yesterday I did a task I had been putting off since last week and addressed another similar one immediately so I would not put it off for another week.
This morning I very nearly got busted by Big Boss for not having done something she asked me to do yesterday. BUT I am fast and bought myself a minute and got it done up to at least second draft level.
Now I am about to tackle something she gave to me last week, but I had questions about how to do and it involves me pushing back a bit on someone I do not know. Deep breathe - going in.
Does being tired of migraines count as a pet peeve? I'm on my fifth one in five weeks.
Does being tired of migraines count as a pet peeve?
That's a totally legitimate grievance.
Migraines definitely wear out their welcome quickly.
Yesterday I finally made myself take a half hour break and go walk a mile and a quarter. Which I feel good about, despite breaking a sweat as if it were in the 80s instead of about 73° at the time. Then last night I for-real cooked instead of just microwaving, and scrubbed my kitchen floor. Nothing nearly so productive today, but I'm wearing pants so at least that's something.
Going out for groceries. Cover me!
It's ridiculous to be so scared about this. I'm vibrating with anxiety.
It's tough when the "enemy" is both invisible and Other People.
I laughed a bitter laugh at a meme on Facebook which was approximately "When I think about all the stupid and dangerous things I've done in my life, the final irony would be if I was to die because I touched my face."
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Oh no! Freudian Slip.
So I guess other people are irritated as well. (But seriously to????)
But the best kind of slip.
Jacqueline's middle brother, Chris, drove down from Portland arriving last night. (Leaving his wife to take care of their two kids, 8 and 5 alone until he gets back.)
They met with the funeral director. They have to do a special COVID funeral, which means her father is sealed in a body bag with no clothes, in a closed coffin. Jacqueline is a little saddened to not bury him in his favorite clothes.
The Greek Orthodox ceremony will be a small, family only one - about 10 people. Then we'll do a full memorial for him and grave visitation when it's safe for everybody to congregate. They won't be able to do the ceremony until Monday so Chris has to stay longer than he expected.
She and Chris selected a plot for him in a cemetery on a hill in Oakland, near the "Greek Section" and near an olive tree. Not far from where her friend Gerald is buried.
Chris is staying at their Dad's house (it hasn't been occupied for three weeks its safe), and they're going through his papers now. A lot to untangle.
Timelies all!
Getting ready for the seder here. We realized that we had bought a whole chicken, rather than a whole cut-up chicken, which means dinner's going to be a bit delayed. Sigh...
