July 10, 2009

So, apparently I'm not so good at the daily blog but, at least I'm posting more often.

Fourth of July was quiet. Spent most of the day continuing my dig through house junk. I'm trying to be brutal about getting rid of stuff but . . . I'm not being as good as I want. BUT, I am making second passes at stuff and getting rid of about 1/3 more in my second pass. Mostly old clothes that I haven't worn in 20 years, purses that are so old I'll never use them again, unmatched socks, wire hangers, etc.

I barbecued ribs for dinner but . . . somehow grossly miscalculated something cuz 1/3 of the rack was pretty much charcoal. We had the ribs with some corn on the cob and salad. For dessert I made my all time fave cake -- chocolate cupcakes with rainbow chip frosting. We walked down to the lake and watched fireworks and then walked home.

The rest of the weekend was just hanging out and relaxing.

Monday was a crazy day at work, I was there until 3:00 a.m. Got home around 3:45 but I was wide awake from all the Diet Cokes I drank to keep me up so I didn't get to bed until around 4:30. I rarely ever set an alarm but had to because I had an 8:00 doctor's appointment soooo, when my alarm went off at 7:00 I woke up, looked at the clock, thought I was wide awake so turned it off and . . . went back to sleep.

I woke up at 9:00 with my Blackberry ringing like crazy and 4 waiting messages. The servers were down and people were freaking out. I groggily answered my BB, talked to my boss for a few minutes, got up, threw my hair in a ponytail, washed my face, brushed my teeth and ran out the door. There were 4 of my crew that had stayed late with me and we were all pretty zonked. Left the office around 5:30 and thought I would go home and go straight to bed but, again, fell victim to my caffeine intake. I had drunk a few cups of coffee and Diet Cokes to keep me awake all day so I sat up until around midnight before conking out.

I called my doc on the way to work and rescheduled my appointment for Wednesday morning. Went to see the doc on Wednesday morning and got a lecture about my bad lab results. Basically he explained how I could help control my blood sugar by avoiding carbs. Gee, never heard that before. He put me on an additional medication for my diabetes and I have to go back in 3 months.

While I was there I asked him about this problem I've had with my right eye for the last couple of months -- the puffing. He looked at it and said, "Oh, yeah, it's slightly puffy now, huh?" I told him it was and that it bothered me. He asked if it itched or turned red when it puffed -- I explained that it did not and wasn't pink eye, if that's what he's thinking. He looked at it again and said, "I don't know what it is." He asked if I'd like to go see a specialist, I said yes and he gave me a referral.

He then asked about my mammogram status (haven't had one in a while, remember my beloved doctor of 20+ years retired two years ago) and gave me a referral for that as well. I've scheduled that for Tuesday. The disturbing thing is, I thought it'd only been a couple of years since I had one (since my doc retired in 2006) but they said I haven't had one since 2002 (because of my family history I had my baseline at 30). Yikes. I still need to schedule the eye doctor appointment. I'm going to try to get in there on Tuesday since I'll be in the area for my boob-smoosh.

The rest of the week was busy but uneventful and I swear it took me all week to recupe from the late night/lack of sleep on Monday.

Jack has returned to his turdish ways and pooped on the floor in front of the litter box again on Thursday. This time he waited until I got home before he did it. I showed it to him and smacked his butt but, he doesn't seem fazed. I've been ignoring him since then. He knows he's guilty cuz as soon as I started heading towards the room with the litter box he looked at me and then ran like hell and hid. I'm not sure what to do about it.

I worked from home today and have decided to stay down in the bay area this weekend. H has a ton of work so he won't be around much and I have too much to do down here. Plus, I swear I'm still freaking tired from this last week.

So, tonight I made a big salad and sliced up some cucumbers on the side and am going to watch a movie. I'm thinking a romantic comedy.

Oh, and for some reason I have three, yes THREE, pimples on my face. What's up with that?