My energy level hasn’t been great lately. I’ve come in from work, changed into my sweats, and laid down on the couch till it’s time to feed the cat. I’ve gotten nothing done on organizing, except moving things around, and getting rid of some extra boxes I’ve had in the corner for too long. I’ll get back to it, I just gotta get back in the groove.
R was being a complete pain in my ass Friday. Kept calling me about bullshit that she already knew the answers to. I wanted to kick her teeth in by the end of the day, but when I got back to the office a little after 5 pm and no one was there (probably all left at 4:30p), I was relieved. Also found out that certain kinds of safety eyes don’t seem to like salt air. Mostly because they aren’t rated for outdoor exposure, which some idiot thought they’d be great to use on an exterior roll up gate that faces Puget Sound - which is salt water. Common sense is dead.
I hear from J sporadically, but at least I hear from her. Been worried about her getting it and passing it to G, but so far so good, it seems. She caught something that isn’t testing as COVID, but from what she describes, sure as hell sounds like it. Poor girl, she’s been miserable with it. Hopefully she gets rid of it soon.
I’ve managed to stay well, or at least as far as I can tell anyway. I’ve been getting more headaches than usual, but I think that’s just because I’m a little more stressed out with everything than I really want to admit to. I think my anxiety is also playing up, which is why I can’t seem to get anything done after work. But, I can’t go into the doctor for anything non-essential. Otherwise, I would go in for the anxiety, and also to get my eyes checked and prescription updated. I was realizing it was time when this whole shitterie started, and now I’m boned till they go back to normal operation - whenever the hell that’s gonna be. I ordered a box of each (separate Rx for each eye - so fun) and hopefully that’ll get me by till I can get in. These things are too damned expensive for a pack of 12 dime-sized pieces of plastic.
It is kinda nice, having a valid excuse to tell people to stay the hell away from me. Just thought I’d throw that in there.
So, I saw a post on Twitter that the kind of business M worked at in the town she worked in caught fire. I laughed about it when I read it cause I thought “Well, she finally got back at that absolute c*t boss”. I sat on that for a day or so, then decided I’d send it to her. Did not expect anything of it. Buuuttt she replied. Bitch has been my kryptonite for years, and you’d think I’d know better. Sent her the screen shot and said “So you finally got your revenge” or something like that. Turns out she’s had a hell of a roller coaster ride. In the time since I talked to her last, she’s lost her dad, her grandfather, and had a baby - which was supposed to be impossible for her. I’m happy for her, but still kinda… I dunno.
I’m brain fried for the night.
Last updated May 10, 2020