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How did I not know this? I would absolutely remember having read that. Well, now, I will definitely be using futless. All this time I thought it meant something like aimless, shiftless. I am delighted.

I love the TS boyfriend t-shirts. So delightful making toxic dudes squirm.

Glad West Coasters are hanging in there with the weather. We had widespread flooding during a rainstorm last week but, like, medium for here. And of course it can’t slide anywhere.

Two days from now I get a -t!! Be jealous. I’m sure we will remember to take at least one selfie.

Speaking of, Shir, I’d love to see you again if you feel like coming back to New Orleans. Or to wherever I am at that time. And thank you for sharing about the protests - I personally didn’t know that (am mostly avoiding news) and it is heartening to hear.

I’m actually excited for tomorrow’s parade; Muses is one of my favorites but people go batshit trying to catch a decorated shoe and the crowd intensity freaks me out. I was planning to skip it but a delightful plan has come together and I kind of can’t wait.

Given that I was wishing I could skip Mardi Gras the way I skipped Chrismukkah… it’s nice to be a little excited instead.

So, my ultrasound/biopsy appointment is at 1 PM Pacific tomorrow, so please send healthy boob~ma my way.

I've mostly been coping with the stress OK, though I lost it a bit this morning over a small work thing, cried about it for half an hour (thank God for WFH!), and felt better thereafter. And, frankly, I've eaten a lot of junk food and not got a lot of writing or running or reorganizing my office done like I was off to a good start doing in the first half of January. I just hope that they're able to do the ultrasound-guided biopsy tomorrow, because there's a chance they won't be able to and will have to schedule me for an MRI-guided one instead, and who knows how many more weeks of waiting that will be.

Dangit, another morning run rained out. I thought it was going to be a little drizzle but it's too wet right now. At least not lashing winds and downpour. Just rain. Good for the snowpack, good for the state, bad for my running schedule.

At least I got one in yesterday. My body was getting very out of whack from lack of exercise. I'm getting to the point where I have to exercise to maintain comfortable function.

Today I'm doing lunch and a mani/pedi with my downstairs neighbor/tenant, Jamille. Our relationship has moved more towards friendship but this is our first outing together. So it's a step up from hanging out in the garage with her, drinking cocktails while she hands out farm share boxes.

Then lunch with Emmett tomorrow, and Matilda and I have dinner with Hannah (one of JZ's inner circle) on Friday. Matilda has been missing Hannah especially, so that'll be good.

I wrote that up and forgot to post it this morning.

So to follow-up: Had a great lunch and manicure with Jamille. We hung out for four hours talking, had a great lunch, got to treat her to some pampering it was lovely.

Then I swung by Alembic solo, chatted up some of the staff that I usually don't get to talk to that much and then had a very fun talk with two young women who were in the City for work.

So conversation aplenty.

Lunch tomorrow with Emmett. Lunch on Friday with JenK! Yay! Then dinner with Hannah on Friday.

So many beloved humans.

so please send healthy boob~ma my way.

Wishing you all the boobs-be-well.

Much boob~ma, Susan.

Dcp is me, except I have never had a memory, so that's just how I've coped my entire adult life.

Same. I have always had brain like sieve so I learned early on to write everything down. Computers were a lifesaver for me. My calendar is extensive. My work Knowledge Base has over a thousand entries because every time I figure something out I create another article because I won't remember next time.

Brendon had a photographic memory. When I first met him in college I was blown away by how he only had to hear something or read it once, and it was there verbatim forever. This is no longer the case and he has no idea how to cope because he never developed the skills. I told him his memory banks were filled so he had to start writing notes. My son has the same ability and I have tried to warn him it isn't forever.

Two days from now I get a -t!! Be jealous. I’m sure we will remember to take at least one selfie.

I am jealous! Enjoy the visit and the festivities!

Thinking of Susan's boobs. Hey! She told me I could.

Also, Hi Bev!

Headed in my sib's direction later today for some of the weekend. Have to take my sister to the doctor tomorrow morning, and celebrate my brother's birthday. He rolled over to my age again a few days ago. The back for the Superbowl party Sunday. Not at my house for a change. Off to my BIL's BIL's home. This is cool because I missed going there on Christmas when I had Covid.

Yogurt:

I applied for Social Security! I turn 70 in 2 weeks. After 55 years or so of contributing it is about time.

I don’t have any coping mechanisms for not remembering anything, because I could always remember everything. And people are relying on me.

I have been reading a lot lately on how high-masking smart neurodivergent women just FALL THE FUCK APART during perimenopause because all of the coping mechanisms we've been using since puberty were built on a foundation of mostly reliable hormone levels, which, as it turns out, were pretty important for day-to-day functioning.

Shir, there is a nonzero change I will be on a mandatory business trip to China while you are in the US, and if that happens I will be so MONUMENTALLY pissed at the entire universe. (There is also a nonzero chance this trip will fail to come together because the people planning it didn't account for my team being there and now we don't really fit into the agenda? So there is hope!)

I have been reading a lot lately on how high-masking smart neurodivergent women just FALL THE FUCK APART during perimenopause because all of the coping mechanisms we've been using since puberty were built on a foundation of mostly reliable hormone levels, which, as it turns out, were pretty important for day-to-day functioning.

Huh. Well, that explains a lot. Knowing that may help with Operation Pull Myself Together...

Cannot think about vacation just yet, pouring a lot of effort into staying in work mode for the next 7 hours or so...