This week at work it's been stress. We have inventory on Monday so it's a push to get everything done. And Wed when I went in there was 1994 price changes. A normal busy week for us is like 600. The price changes I did the prices mostly went up by 10-20,cents. Some went down. Coffee had the biggest jump.

Then on my lunch break I got sucked into a religious debate and I knew I should have just shoved earbuds in my when it started.

I also got a call that while my procedure on Monday is at 7:45 I need to be there at 7 am. I still haven't heard about the head CT scan. The Dr hasn't heard anything either. If I don't by middle of next week I'm going to call the imaging place and ask about when I could expect the results.

E will be coming to see his NC family on Tue.thwt will be my only chance to see him this visit so we are going up there Mon I think.

Poor Tornado (the dog) woke up with her entire head all swollen, like she got stung or ate something bad. And she had a rash on her belly. So I gave her one of the leftover prednisone pills, and that helped, but she has barfed up water three times this afternoon, and is very anxious. I feel so bad for her.

I did my taxes, but since I owed money and I don't want to give DOGE access to my bank account, I paid the extra to pay with a credit card. Whoot. Done!

Should have cleaned house but that's about all I did. Oh, wait, I have a new Lego set and I put together a cute little Lego orca.

With all the dire and yes even terrifying news, the high point of my sad week was probably the Murderbot 2 minute preview, which made it seem that they got so. much. right. about the books and characters.

Poor Tornado (the dog) woke up with her entire head all swollen, like she got stung or ate something bad.

Poor baby. I hope she is better today.

In an attempt to post good news, my follow-up extra abuse mammo cleared me of issues, which frankly I expected. Other than the rude acknowledgement of the fatty nature of my boobs, it said the swollen lymph node had resolved (I told them that), and the only other thing was a sebaceous cyst, which I also know I am prone to frequently. So good for you my fatty breasts!

It was also good that I managed to stay on my diet while traveling for a week and eating frequent meals out, and lost 2 pounds. Not so great was that I have been feeling ick since I returned and put them back on. Sigh.

hope she is better today.

She's pretty low-energy, but she did eat her breakfast, so I think she's mostly over it, but her belly is still kind of red.

I lost my car keys. At work. I don't know what I did with them. I'm not locked out of my car. The driver's side is unlocked so I got in and looked around.

My car is a mess but they aren't there. Do I have a spare ? No. Because I didn't want to spend the money and then I kept forgetting to. I haven't done anything like this in a long time. I don't know what happened. I just have been busy and kind of ..I don't know.

On so after trying one locksmith I called another and got a key made. No remote door lock/unlock but it works. The guy was really nice and gave me a deal I wasn't angling for one but I said that if it had been a different weekend I wouldn't have been so worried but I had to be at medical appointment at 7 am on Monday

That at least is a relief!

Somehow I got through 5+ years not losing the only key I had for the Sonic (which wouldn't start without the electronic keyfob). Which is a fracking miracle, in retrospect!

I really should get Air Tags, or something like them. At least with my phone, I can just call it when the location has, um, become confused.

The key element is one thing I miss about my Teslas. For 7 years I never thought about a fob or key. It was all bluetooth from my phone. No starting the car with a button, no needing a fob. When I approached the car with my phone it came alive, unlocked, changed the seat to my settings and all I had to do was push the lever to drive and go. No turning it off. Just walked away and it locked. I had key cards (credit card size) that I could give to valet if needed. My new fancy EV car has a fob and a start button! It is a good thing it yells at me to turn it off because I would forget. Technology exists! I think the only reason they don't use it is because they charge a fortune for replacement fobs.

About to go running on a bright clear sunny morning.

One week from today I'll be picking Matilda up at the airport!

Also EM is back in town so she'll come over on Monday to help get Matilda's room in order.

We'll all go out for a celebratory dinner for Matilda's return and Emmett's new job.

I've been very happy with our hybrid C-Max car. It's such a sturdy little no fuss mule of a car. But I have been tempted by the electric little Fiat. The C-Max has an old fashioned key plus fob but I feel weird about not having a car key so I'm not keen to go Full Fob.

Matilda seems to be leaning towards going to USF for college, and I really don't want her to go to school two blocks from our house.

I felt incredibly constrained by her in the eight months after her HS graduation and her going to Japan. It wasn't really living with her - she was in the Garden Apartment with her friends 90% of the time and I had to make an appointment once a week just to watch TV. So we weren't making dinner together, weren't waking up and having coffee together etc.

Which is fine - she's of an age where she should be focused on her peers and also, I'd be very happy if she was doing this off at college. But she and her friends would just waltz into our floor all the time, so I had all of the loneliness but none of the privacy or freedom that normally comes with that.

After JZ' death, and my sister and my friend Josh, I'm keenly aware that I don't want to waste the relative health I have in my sixties, nor do I want to settle into a cozy decline. I want to grow and change and I want to explore relationships.

I'm turning 64 this summer and I don't want to lose another 2 to 4 years because Matilda is stuck and failing to launch. We're going to have to have some tricky conversations about boundaries and expectations if she goes to USF.

I can't fucking imagine wanting to go to college two blocks from my house and six blocks from my high school! Jesus, I couldn't wait to get away, reinvent myself and put thousands of miles between myself and my childhood.

Off to run and think about how to broach this with her without getting mad about it.