|08:53 pm - Eh, what's up, doc?|
I've been busy.
Office move happened. Still unpacking. Still organizing. I had help, too -- three temps, two working the library full-time and one part-time. Thank goodness for them, or I'd have been working around the clock to keep up with my regular work as well as the move.
Also dealing with "father in the hospital" issues. They checked him out on Tuesday. He claims that my mother is only letting him have one or two sugar-free cookies a day; naturally, I have no way of verifying this, short of living at their house (something I have no intention of doing). He also has a visiting nurse and visiting physical therapist, which I think is a good thing.
I haven't been in touch with my aunt or my sister for a couple of days. I really should touch base with them...
Did get to spend some time with dear friends this week, and that was nice. indigo_eris and I had the pleasure of joining kakurowski in her hunt for a fabulous wedding dress. I think we may have found it, but OMG expensive. Hoping kakurowski can find someone to custom-sew the dress (adding a little blue and white accent) for less. Also had dinner and drinks with other friends.
While I remain cheerful, the week hasn't been the greatest. larpwriting locked his keys in the car Tuesday, and had to pay a locksmith an outrageous sum to get it out (and he talked them down by more than 60%). I made myself sick by eating too much crap... I must break the habit of stress-eating, and soon. Stress can make one prone to weight gain regardless. I have gained a visible amount of weight during the move and my father's hospital time. It's not just unpretty; it also makes me feel unwell. Feh.
Plus I need to cancel my LA Fitness membership, since it's no longer convenient to my office. I'm hoping to find a good price on a more convenient gym. If not, I'll just have to force myself to get exercise somehow. The slothful lifestyle is not going to cut it for me. I don't want to end up like my father.
Today at the office we had a fire. A real fire. The fire alarm went off, and I grabbed my coat and backpack, assuming that it was a false alarm, but you never really know. I sat outside with coworkers (including sulisathena) for a while. Eventually the fire department let us back in, but only the emergency lights were on.
I heard a rumor that there had been an electrical fire caused by water from the ladies room dripping onto wiring. This might be true.
Eventually we got an announcement on the PA that we had to shut off our computers. The network was being shut down because we had to shut off the electricity (this included the soda machine, which made me Diet Coke-less and sad). An executive assistant told me to go home. I told everyone else. As I left, one of the company executives was explaining to building management that we had to have electricity -- the company is working on a proposal this weekend, and can't wait until 7am Monday for the Fire Marshal to okay the power. I wish her success.*
Drove home, stopping for gas and soda along the way. Was pleased to be home before 7pm. That never happens.
Took care of the care and feeding of the menagerie. Right now, Tabasco is on the Bad Cat List.
Oh, I forgot to mention one other thing about work -- the contract for my project expires this weekend. Fortunately (since the RFP hasn't come out yet, so we couldn't exactly reapply), we got an eleventh-hour extension. This means I have a job to come back to on Monday. Oh sure, my employer would have paid me to be there and found me work, but it would have been... awkward.
We get cake on Monday, too. The Cake is NOT a lie.
indigo_eris is going to send me a list of tasty diabetic-friendly goodies to pass along to my father. I wonder if he didn't stop eating sweets because he wasn't offered any positive alternatives? So many doctors just say, "Don't do this." They don't say what you should do instead.
*ETA: I was able to log into the office network later in the evening, so I assume the boss was successful. Way to go, G!
Current Location: Your pants
Current Mood: calm
Current Music: Tabasco bumping against the door