*this post is co-written by a red mini-smooth Dachshund that is going to be very upset when mom goes back to work - he loves my lap - blame all typos on him
One more week of this sick leave left. And today, my tailbone is killing me, but it's humid something wicked up here right now...we're due another 30 cms of snow overnight (that's 14 inches approximately to you down south of the border).
I am going to a movie viewing at a big university about 3 hours away from here on Thursday with a friend, nice university town, so cheap, fabulous dinner is in order, and then the movie, which was directed by a friend of hers from school way back, he wants us to come say hi before we leave. Why not I say?
And tomorrow night, hoping that the snow is dealt with appropriately by the time "after-work" arrives, is my girlfriend's plan to find out what happened to the guy. More on that after it happens, promise I'll report back. He's a weasel man, or he's in a hospital somewhere (and if he isn't he'll wish he was after my ice cold stare cuts a swath through him!). Great idea she has. Put my questions to rest in that respect.
So everyone asks, how am I feeling? I think numb is the best way to put it. No longer crying, but I'm still not a happy camper. I've just been avoiding situations that make me emotional. Except for tonight, I'm off across the street for pizza with a friend, her kids and her new boyfriend. This is one of the things I am having a hard time with, being left behind relationship-wise by all my friends. It sucks I tell you.
It's amazing how little you can get done in a day if you try. Today? Well, I ate all the meals I'm supposed to (my personal trainer has me eating every 3 hours or so, and I have been having trouble with it while home, as in on weekends, so this sick leave is the best thing to try to train myself to do it when I'm not working!), but I slept the rest of the day away. Pain pills for the tailbone haven't helped, and neither has the migraine. Oh low pressure system, please go away and leave my migraine-addled brain alone!
Time to eat again. I feel like a slug. Or maybe one of my puppies....this is pretty much all they do all day. Sleep, eat. And then they do it all over again.