I'm feeling better today. Not great, but better. I had no choice but to, as things needed to get done. Around the house that is, not with work, which I've attempted to ignore most of the day ( Read more... )

Another day of illness. It's getting fucking annoying at this point. In the mornings, after drinking the morning juice, I do feel better until about noon or so. Then things feel like they are dragging. The nose gets itchy. The cough comes. I've had soreness where my wisdom teeth used to be and occasional tenderness from my old friend, Sciatica pain ( Read more... )

I am still sick, though it feels slightly less horrible than yesterday. It may or may not have to do with the fact I doubled up on some fruit juice this morning followed by some fresh squeezed OJ later on. Then some ginger and turmeric tea and chicken noodle soup. They sell the Panera chicken soup at the store in the deli section, but it tastes ( Read more... )

This is one of those days I am just writing to make sure I write. I've been sick as a dog all day. I feel like hell. I pretty much stayed in bed from late morning until 4:30 when I showered and we went out to get something to eat ( Read more... )

I feel like death warmed over. I don't understand how I can daily ingest more vitamins and minerals than any 20 people I know, yet I've somehow gotten sick ( Read more... )

I have to go to the Meat Packer today, which I am dreading. I have a huge laundry list of things to do. And I just realized I forgot to email one guy about bringing his laptop in, so he probably forgot it. At least I can just tell him it'll have to wait till next week because I am not going back tomorrow ( Read more... )

I'd wanted to get a short summation of my successes and failures in 2024 done. I probably shouldn't call them "failures". For everything that didn't get done, something else I am sure took its place. I'll try to keep my excuses to a minimum.

1. Write Every Day Of The YearI actually almost accomplished this goal. I missed ONE damn day in March. ( Read more... )

It has been awfully quiet this morning after yesterday's utter chaos. The quiet feels worse than the chaos ( Read more... )

The morning has started out relentlessly, as the incompetence and the chaos of the Meat Packer and their new owners seems to be dominating my very existence ( Read more... )

We picked up the three female foster kittens from the vet yesterday. The one, Simone, does not travel well and cried the whole time as well as peed in her carrier. The other two seemed mostly unfazed. They were moody most of the afternoon, hissing at their two brothers who were understandably curious (but I think also still horny for them). We do ( Read more... )