blissmorgan: (good morning)
And now: THE  W E A T H E R

....we got hit with the same weirdy NorthEast storm that hit everyone else on Saturday night. I expected to be walking through snow to/from visiting Arisia to hold BarCon and see my folks, but it was more slushy than anything else. Wet snow and slush. Then the temperature plumeted, and Sunday/Monday everything was glazed with ice.

When I say glazed, I mean that I went out to my car a half-hour early, managed to pry open the door, and set it running while chipping away at the 1/4"+ thick ice on my windshield. I got it chipped away enough that I felt comfortable driving to the local Dunks and grabbed breakfast, then stood in their parking lot for another 5 minutes chipping at ice. Another minute or two once I got into work.

My new ice scraper works well, y'all. 

At one point on the way home from work I had to brake hard, and the ice-coated layer of snow I couldn't even chip away at finally released its hold on my roof and slid down my windshield, shattering across the hood and making a bit of a mess in the street. It's the kind of thing I normal struggle with my height restriction over, to get my vehicle clear so that doesn't happen. I just couldn't do it this time - the ice was too thick, and it took my vehicle warming up underneath and the hard power of inertia to clear things off.

Aside from the precipitation, life continues apace. The lads finally had their wellness visits. They were supposed to have them in August, but I bumped it to help cover a shift. Now I actually get, like, personal time from work and shit, which is pretty great. Flu shots were had, plus three others for Youngest. We talked about the possibility of shots beforehand, so he was able to be prepared. He told me he thought he was going to be able to be brave this year, like last year (not like the previous year where he had panic attacks for an hour and I literally had to put him in a full-body hold). He was SO BRAVE. He got a little squirrely when she first started prepping his arm, and I gave him my hands to squeeze. Nurse Linda offered to bring in a second nurse to do the shots two at a time in each arm, but he fierced up and so she went. She's very experienced, and the first shot flashed in and out of his arm he was barely even aware of it. The flue shot was the worst, and therefore the last, and he had an evening and morning of sore arms.

He also had a migraine. I need to go yell at CVS after work today to get his damn meds filled.

Argh, I can no longer ignore the blipping of the Go The Fuck To Work alarm on my phone, because I really do need to get moving. Wish me luck getting out of my driveway, which is a sheet of ice on a tilt away from the street.... :-/

Hello, Blisstopia. <3
blissmorgan: (good morning)
It's a short morning before a long day, and I opted to spend it responding to comments and then reading everything on my Reading Page to be caught up, although I didn't make comments there. Tonight, perhaps.

For me, for now, in brief:
  • Resolved, roughly, the relationship wonk mentioned a few days ago. More on that later and filtered.
  • IKEA is weirdly comforting to me. More on that later as well, possibly with pictures.
  • Bullet Journalling:
  • I'm sorta doing the thing?
  • Water and Calorie tracking:
  • These are things I am doing with two separate apps; the water to keep me honest and hydrated, and the calorie just to get an idea of what the heck I'm actually putting into myself and is it Sufficient or Too Much or Not Enough. Since the latter app is, in fact, a weight loss app, I threw a goal in there. I've lost 5lbs this week, even though I feel like I've been eating more. Weird.




    The weatherman keeps threatening snow. It keeps not showing up, but it keeps keeping me in a state of low-grade anxiety. I need new winter boots and keep not buying them. I think I'll get a snow scraper.



    I've spent too much time on this because I had to make the bulleted list happen in HTML. Looking at the preview I did something wrong, and it looks weird. I think my HTML and the automagic HTML tags are fighting. Alas. I leave it, because late.

    Hello, Blisstopia.<3

    Profile

    blissmorgan: (Default)
    blissmorgan

    June 2019

    S M T W T F S
          1
    2345 678
    9101112131415
    16171819202122
    23242526272829
    30      

    Syndicate

    RSS Atom
    Page generated 14/3/26 01:07

    Expand Cut Tags

    No cut tags