In a nutshell...
- Today is CD38. I have seen both old and new blood on the tp but nothing in the undies so I can't really count it as true spotting. I asked my good buddy FRED for his opinion on Tuesday and he was not so much with the positiveness. T wants me ask FRED again on Saturday to see if he mightn't have changed his mind.
- The house is still not finished. Everyday when we get home we find some new thing they did wrong, or something the sales guy didn't tell the workmen to do, or they left nails in the driveway which is the one thing T requested they be SURE not to do. Every.day. They have to do all the high peeks today. They removed our old screen door weeks ago but didn't have the new one to install. WTF? The replacement screen door which has been missing for over two weeks now has been located in a warehouse about an hour away. T asked if they would like to go get it or should he drive his firebird over there, strap it to the roof and bring it back for them. I was told it would be on my house either today or tomorrow. I am not holding my breath. Oh, yeah, and the best part is, they miscalculated when they ordered our siding and didn't get enough, so they have to order more. This is a special order since we are very strange people (complete freaks, we) who wanted double 5" instead of double 4" siding so it will take over a week to get the new siding in. They will finish the house and then go to another job, when our siding comes in they will come back to do the garage. So, for a while, we will have a nice beautiful dusty blue house with white trim and a nasty faded gold garage. T does not know this part yet, I just learned about it this morning. If you have never seen someone's head explode before, come on over to my place tonight because I think it will happen about 7:30 or so. I'll make popcorn and provide festival seating, it might be fun.
- I am gaining weight. Not so odd after the all out drink/food fest that is NASCAR weekend; but the point is, I am supposed to be going the other way. I shall return to the gym tonight after work and have started a food journal...again...for like the bazillionth time. As much as I missed drinking, I am almost looking forward to AF showing up so that I can quit again (and restart the Metformin). It is probably not good that 3 out of 5 nights I have beer for dinner. No, not WITH dinner, but FOR dinner. Yeah, probably not so good. I shall rededicate myself to fruits, vegetables and green tea!!! Hazzah!
- Our receptionist is wearing a new perfume which smells exactly like pipe tobacco. While it reminds me of my father in my early childhood (when he still smoked a pipe) I can't say that it is necessarily a GOOD smell.
I've run out of time. I was going to say "here is my life in a nutshell" but I feel more like all the shells laying on the floor of a steakhouse at the moment. Could someone sweep me up please?