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It’s sinuses.
Grah!
Sean came home with a horrible headache, too. He says he wants to see an allergist, because he thinks something in his office is affecting him. I wonder if I should go to one too. I don’t like being crippled like this.
I actually left work early today…couldn’t concentrate, wasn’t getting anything done. When I got home I saw that I had dark circles under my eyes. So I think lack of sleep was part of the problem. I just got up from a nap, and I still have the headache, so that part is probably allergies.
Sean and I both took sinus medicine, and he’s lying down trying to feel better. I’m going to try to figure out a way to get him some Mexican food for dinner…2go-Box doesn’t have a bona fide Mexican restaurant available yet. (I’ll probably go over to a Mexican restaurant and place a takeout order, then maybe go shopping while I wait or something…still need to get that darn bread, anyway.)
Okay, now I’m just feeling like I could pass out at any moment.
I’m feeling an odd mix of sleepy and alert, which isn’t very helpful at the moment. I didn’t quite get a lunch break–I suppose I wasn’t technically working during the time, but since I had to run home, grab a Slim Fast, and come right back to cover the phone, it wasn’t exactly relaxing.
I’m listening to “Hinata vs. Neji” from Naruto, because it’s soothing. (Naruto has some great music.) Robert’s out taking a lunch order, and I’m about to go off my “break” and start in on some new member kits (complete with spiffy magnets). I also need to call some potential CSRs and schedule appointments with them for tomorrow. Shudder.
Tomorrow is also payday…that’s a consolation.
After work, I need to go get bread. I’m just writing that again to remind myself.
“Look!”
“Under the pile of books and notes in the office!”
“It’s a college student!”
“It’s an accountant!”
“It’s Buzzword Man!”
Yes, Buzzword Man. Strange visitor from another paradigm who came to reality with lingo and phraseology far beyond those of mortal men. Buzzword Man, who can change the course of mighty ad campaigns, bend logic with his bare hands, and who, disguised as Robert Jackson, mild-mannered president of a great metropolitan restaurant marketing and delivery service, fights a neverending battle for Money, Influence, and the American Way!
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I was up too late last night, reading the archives of Dork Tower (a comic I had avoided up until now solely because I didn’t like the name) and then cleaning the kitchen after the mess of making beef stroganoff. Then when I finally got into bed, I had a hard time getting to sleep, even though I felt completely dead.
Biking with Mari was great. Unfortunately, Kelly wasn’t feeling well and couldn’t come. Brooke was busy with schoolwork. So it was just the two of us. We made it to the end of the trail and back, and my quads started getting really sore. I guess that’s what happens when you start working out every day. It was a good burn, though, and I forced my way back up the hill at the end with a vengeance.
This morning, due probably to not getting enough sleep, I hit the snooze alarm a couple of times before finally dragging myself out of bed. I really didn’t feel like getting up at all, but I felt like skipping my workout even less, so I blearily climbed into my workout clothes and headed out. Only one lap around the complex this morning, with handweights–I kept feeling like someone was out there, and in the dark of the morning that’s not a safe feeling. Plus I was tired ;>
So I went to the workout room, managed two minutes on the stairclimber, then did a huge series of stomach crunches–normal, elbows to knees, oblique, and lateral–and also did 60 back raises. I also walked on the treadmill for 5 minutes and did 5 each on each side of four different kung fu kicks. Stretching was a big thing for me this morning; I stopped frequently to stretch out, even though I’d thought I’d stretched out okay beforehand.
I barely made it half an hour before coming back and getting ready for my day. I’m glad I worked out, and I don’t feel that I should have pushed myself to do more. Tomorrow, though, I plan on working harder (and hopefully swimming).
Need to stop in at Publix today and get some bread. I forgot yesterday, although I did remember to go over to Allstate to let them look at the Subaru.
Tonight I am definitely cooking some sort of chicken dish. I may also make mashed potatoes. We’ll see.
Just a quick update…
DAY ONE was mostly successful, although I forgot to pack meat for Sean’s sandwich, and the bread was moldy anyway (ew). I’m not sure how these things got past me, but maybe that just means I shouldn’t try to pack lunches in the morning! Regardless, he didn’t eat lunch that day anyway, and so he didn’t discover these things until he opened his lunch to eat it for dinner.
Which leads me to the second thing…I got home from work thinking I’d go swimming, but there was a bunch of people at the pool, so I stayed in and piddled around a little, and then I was a little frustrated about what I was going to eat for dinner, so I ate two slices of cheese and lay down for a nap. Then I didn’t get up until midnight, when I laid out my clothes for today and went back to sleep! So yesterday afternoon wasn’t especially productive.
This morning I walked twice around the complex, this time without the handweights (I want to let the muscles build back up, since I’ve heard this is smart, so I’m going to do the weights every other day), and then I went to the workout room for five minutes of stairclimber, 40 crunches, 20 of those weird crunches where you bring elbows and knees together, and 60 back raises (I figure I should at least match the stomach exercises, so my muscles in the front and back aren’t unbalanced). Then I did four on each side of each kick and punch from kung fu that I could think of, and walked on the treadmill for five minutes.
There was a cockroach and a centipede on the floor. Pretty gross.
Today after work I’m going biking with Mari and Kelly (and maybe Brooke?). So that’s good.
I forgot to grab a Slim Fast on my way out the door. I guess I’ll go home for lunch and drink it there :)
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I stayed up really late (well, really late for me) last night, finishing Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. I had just gotten to the pivotal moment in the book–the revelation of You-Know-Who–when Sean asked me to rub his neck. After that, and some puttering around online (including a brief visit to #amrn), I went to the bedroom to get some sleep, but instead I opened the book and continued reading. It was well after 1 when I finally finished, all choked up with tears burning my eyes. Damn, that was a good book.
Hitting the snooze alarm until 6:20 this morning only delayed the inevitable. I dragged myself out of bed, threw some clothes on, started some anime downloads, and headed off to work, feeling like I was going to keel over at any moment.
When I got here, I found that some of my work from yesterday was unnecessary, and it seemed that I would have to redo it, so I did…only to discover that it had already been finished. Meanwhile, Robert was calling every few minutes to tell me to get some things ready for one of our drivers to pick up. He informed me that another of our drivers has quit in favor of a restaurant managerial position for which she is grossly overpaid. I can’t say that I blame her.
Robert’s out with one of the drivers giving free donuts to doctors’ offices in the hopes of getting an “in” with them for breakfast and lunch deliveries. We just signed Dunkin Donuts, and today will be our first day delivering for them. I don’t really expect to see any orders until next week, though.
It’s probably just my sour mood, but I feel like everything is so half-assed around here. I don’t feel that I’m on top of things at all sometimes. And I feel like we’re scrabbling to get by, doing things at the last minute, failing to plan anything. I want to change this, but I don’t know how.
On the bright side, Robert gave me a last minute project yesterday, and I not only finished it, but I did very well with it. It was a design project: I created the flyer that he’s using this morning to advertise the delivery service. I’m pretty proud of how it turned out.
That’s all the bitching I’ll do for now, I guess…except I want to mention that I haven’t been bike-riding all week, first because of the weather and then because I couldn’t get a hold of anyone. (I didn’t really try very hard yesterday, as I was looking forward to spending the evening at home alone reading my book. Sean went out with his friend Adam.) So yeah, I feel a little grumpy because I haven’t had my exercise, too.
My post yesterday was a response to the horrific state of the office when I arrived. I took some time out to organize, file, straighten, rearrange, and vacuum. When Robert and Julia, his girlfriend from New York, came in, Julia kept saying “WOW!”, while Robert’s only comment was, “Oh, you vacuumed? It looks good.”
I felt like saying, “Yes, vacuuming was all I did. I didn’t move anything or put anything away. It’s amazing what a little vacuuming, without touching anything else at all, will do.”
I was in a smart-aleck mood all day yesterday. ;>
And not in the A.C. Slater “Oink oink, baby” way. They just seem to be unable to keep anything clean.
Bleh :>
Mari got me thinking about corsets the other day–she said they really helped her posture, and she attributes her loss of back pain at least partially to that. I have been sitting horribly in chairs of late…it seems like sitting up straight is a huge hassle, but I always feel better when I do it.
Anyway, Mari took a corset quiz, so I took it too.
I really wonder how these quizzes work sometimes.
You are 39% geek
You are a geek liaison, which means you go both ways. You can hang out with normal people or you can hang out with geeks which means you often have geeks as friends and/or have a job where you have to mediate between geeks and normal people. This is an important role and one of which you should be proud. In fact, you can make a good deal of money as a translator.
Normal: Tell our geek we need him to work this weekend.
You [to Geek]: We need more than that, Scotty. You’ll have to stay until you can squeeze more outta them engines!
Geek [to You]: I’m givin’ her all she’s got, Captain, but we need more dilithium crystals!
You [to Normal]: He wants to know if he gets overtime.
It’s pretty bad when you have to fix html errors in the results of a geek quiz. I mean, come on.
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