Tuesday, August 19, 2014
The letter that begins the titles of books eaten by Santana today. Harry Potter and History of Love.
Dr appointment highlights: 1) she thinks that my weight is fine, and that if I get down to 130, I'll look gaunt. She agrees that 135 +/- 2 pounds is a good place to be. Since I am currently +2, I guess that I'm ok although I'm not at GOAL until I see 135 (not 135.5, which I've seen a few times -- 135!) 2) Drinking a beer or a class of wine a day is fine with her. I can even have 2 if I want.
Sunday, August 17, 2014
We don't currently have one.
Hi, Spark Pals --
The Girl came home July 16, and left for Sacramento to stay with The Newlyweds while she's trying to get a job. Or sweet friend who moved to ABQ came back oh, don't remember, sometime around the end of July/beginning of August, and has been staying here as her home base while she takes care of local business. Her friend has been here on and off, too. The kids (Girl, Newlies, Husb and I) went to Ashland a week ago Wednesday for a few days to see the plays with our Real Family (2 moms, 2 dads. 2 boys, 2 girls, now 2 girlfriends/wife), which wreaked even more havoc with my life schedule.
This is ALL GOOD.
It was great for my husband to have so much time with our daughter, and they got a bunch of stuff done around the house, because she was bored and had a lot of energy. Things are reorganized, closets are cleaned, thanks to The Girl, and a dresser painted, part of the garage cleaned, and a couple of dump runs done because she was enthusiastic and he had a pal to do the stuff with. I supervised her baking of a sweet potato pound cake (yum) and spent a lot of quality time with her, too.
She and I did recon at the local SPCA because we have been talking about a companion dog for our older (and seizure-disordered) dog. More important to me was that we have a dog that my husband could bond with and name and be His, as he has had a few rough days recently because His Bailey has had a few rough days. So, on Wednesday, she and I "had lunch" and went to the SPCA and found the Perfect Puppy. We took him there late that afternoon, and he fell in love with her. How I knew that was that he asked if I thought that "Santana" was a good name for her, and, yes, I thought that it was great.
She wasn't available until Friday. There were 3 families on the waiting list. We showed up before noon (The Time) and none of the List Folks showed -- since we were there first, she was ours.
Husband is absolutely twitterpated. Santana knew her name by the time we got home. She and the dogs got along (Mali is relatively annoyed. Bailey is happier). I taught her to "sit" within the first hour or so. She figured out the doggy door. She comes when called. She knew "TBDO" (our signal to the dogs that it's time to go outside -- "Two Bad Dogs Outside" -- now Three) by Saturday morning. A smart pup, maybe a border collie mix or something. Who knows. She is still getting the no peeing in the house thing under control, but is doing pretty well. "Stay" is puppified -- she has the attention of a 3-month-old puppy, but she's trying.
Bailey hadn't had a seizure for 5 months, and has had 4 in the last 12 hours. We never know what brings them on. The medical-types say that it could anything or nothing. Santana is upset and alarmed by the seizures and wants to help.
I've been working 10 - 12 hours per day at the office, and decided that I'd go home early the last 3 work days. Take husband to the SPCA on Wednesday. Hair appointment at 4 on Thursday. See the new puppy on Friday.
What a luxury.
The downside of not having my schedule is that we've been eating "wrong," I haven't had time to check in at SP much, and I haven't been walking as much as I might be (although Ashland was a great walk time). I'm afraid to step on the scale for a few more days...
But our first day in Ashland, The Girl and I went together so I could finally get my ear pierced to celebrate my First Goal (and, in my head, my 50-pound celebration). As Shar pierced my ear, she said "remember why you are here." I commemorated the "pain" of the weight loss work, and the meaning for me behind it. I try to remind myself to eat mindfully and to keep moving forward whenever I catch sight of the new piercing. It's a tangible reminder of what I've been doing, why I'm doing it, and my success along the way.
I think that our houseguests are leaving in the next few days, and I'll work toward my regular tracking and more walking and daily SP check-ins.
Thanks for checking in with me while I've been off-schedule.
Saturday, July 26, 2014
I'm working 12-hour-plus days (even without J#2), so I haven't had much time to Sparkabout, but know I'm thinking about you all. Thanks for relaxation music, notes, comments. I appreciate it! Still 1 1/2 pounds from goal, so I haven't "lost it" --
Nothing much has changed at the office. I hired Rochelle's heart daughter as our new file clerk (and she won't take any S**t off of anyone!) and she's started her training. Everyone is behind, because two of the staff took their vacation at the same time (wasn't our office manager supposed to deal with that?) and the technology demon struck again. But I went into work for a few hours before J#2 today and got some more stuff done, am hoping to get things squared away as much as it can ever be squared away...
I've got to say that I feel better overall since I decided to retire. 2 1/2 years? Piece of cake. $$? Who needs $$? The plan is to turn J#2 into J#1 -- the difference between Social Security at 62 and at 65 for me is a 20 hpw job at J#2.
Highlight of the week -- a note out of the blue from a former client, thanking me for doing a good job in her case.
Wedding tomorrow -- my son's brother-in-law is getting married (OMG. The Boy is a Married Man with a Brother-in-law!!!). It's been 100 + here, and the wedding is near Santa Cruz, where it should be beautiful.
See -- I'm thinking good thoughts! xoxoxo thanks again, Pals!
Saturday, July 19, 2014
We got back from our trip on June 15, and it's been dark since I walked into the office on the 16th. My legal assistant (I had a descriptor here, but Spark wouldn't let me post my blog with it, so fill in your own blank here) started in on how much she hates my partner and it's gone downhill since then. I thought that I had things relatively under control, but then DH (who works with me) had a spat with our file clerk (who told him "no" when he asked her for help) and she left a couple of weeks earlier than her planned job change. Add to that about 10 days without internet (with a business that relies on internet for about 80% of our work) and about 5 work hours without phones, and add to that a resounding NO when I asked the above-referenced MS-D to train our new file clerk, and add to that 70-hour weeks because I am being over-booked (yet another undermining stab) and stick a fork in me.
Don't suggest that I fire her. She'll ultimately leave, but I need her to give up the institutional knowledge that she has been hoarding first. She is professionally immature, even after 20 years with us. This is what happens in a small business that behaves more like a family.
Job #2 had been scheduling me Friday night, Saturday, and Sunday after I got back until I asked that they knock it off so I could have one day off a week, thank you. I worked the entire July 4th weekend. Double-edged sword -- I like working there and am not at all planning to leave, but I'm tired.
Then, I've been in court a lot with Bad Judge. Enough said. We all hate him.
Our "other wife" moved to Albuquerque, and we miss her terribly.
The moments of light have been intermittent, thank goodness. We've seen The Newlyweds a couple of times, and The Girl returned from Paris on Wednesday. I was down within a half-pound of my Ultimate Goal one day, and have been up a pound-and-a-half/down a pound-and-a-half ever since, so I'm almost there. I haven't been able to do much walking because I've been working so much, and I haven't been tracking at all, but I've learned enough to keep things relatively under control.
I've decided to retire from my office in 2 1/2 years (when I hit 62), assuming that we still have a business then. I am resolved. I don't want this unpleasant life anymore. I can pick up as many hours at J#2 that I want while I figure the rest out. I told this to a dear friend of mine at J#2 last night, and he was both happy and relieved, because he's been watching me these past weeks and has (apparently) been a little worried about me.
Shiniest parts have been my SP pals (you know who you are) who have noticed and noted my absence and check in to make sure that I'm ok. I treasure you and thank you for taking such good care of me.
Friday, June 20, 2014
This week has been totally putrid at work.
Got back from vacation and got hit upside the head with more of the same from the staff, who just will not settle in and let my new business partner settle in.
Then it went downhill.
I work Sa and Sun nights at J#2. Some day, I'll have a chance to upload the trip photos and post a few. Maybe take a little head trip pack and get away from the crap here --
Thanks all for your checking in with me during my silence this past week!!
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