I have a post — potentially two — that continue the theme of my last one. But it’s not coming along easily, and I discovered Madam Secretary on Netflix, which isn’t helping the cause.
But I hate the blog being so quiet, so here’s a quick update. I’m not editing this so there may be misspellings, sentence fragments, run-on sentences, etc. (Or more than normal, I guess?) So advance apologies there.
Anyway, on to the news at hand:
I’m burned out from work. I cover one weekend a month, and I was asked to cover a second one due to the other gal’s vacation. So it’s been 18 days since I’ve had a day off.
I’ve barely left the house this week. Lest you think I’m exaggerating:
- Pretty sure I stayed inside all of Friday
- Left the house for just over an hour on Saturday to go to an appointment
- Didn’t leave the house Sunday, Monday or Tuesday
And the only reason I was out on Wednesday was Tim’s appointment with our medication management doctor, and while, as previously discussed, I need to see him about changing my current regimen, I couldn’t make myself call the office. So I just went with him.
Today a couple of errands took me out of the house — for nearly two hours! And tonight is trivia, which I’m trying very hard to psych myself up for. I want to go, but I also desperately want to stay home.
Meanwhile, Tim’s dealing with a heat-induced breakout. And since going outside means sweating, and sweating means salt into many tiny open spots, he hasn’t taken Pandora to the dog park in a few days. Taking her by myself (or probably even going at all) is currently beyond my capabilities.
This means that Tim’s upset and guilty that Pandora’s been cooped up in here, and I vaguely echo those emotions. Pandora, for her part, declines to comment.
Oh, and I was so out of it that I scheduled all of this month’s payments and money transfers… Except two of the three credit cards.
I have no idea how I missed that. I set up friggin’ 13 transfers to our various Capital One accounts and set up the mortgage payment. But utterly forgot to deal with the two bills that were due on the 18th.
Chase will probably waive the late fee, and the Barclay’s card won’t charge one because I’d made a few payments already for our weekly spending. But there’ll still be interest on both unless I feel up to making a case for a courtesy there. And I just don’t know that I can do that right now. Maybe I’ll feel better next week with adjusted medication.
But right now I’ll just try to survive the weekend (and, hopefully, trivia night).
One last note: Don’t forget to check the blog Monday when Mom chooses (and I announce) the winner of the giveaway.