I had something like 130+ days that I posted everyday, and I don’t think I posted at all yesterday.
Wednesday was a craptacular afternoon. After I came back from lunch, I had nothing to do for the rest of the day. So I swept, and of course it bothered my hand. Then I left early for OT.
I don’t know why, but I was really emotional. It might have had something to do with forgetting my PM meds. But I almost cried in front of the poor OT lady.
Yesterday was better. Except I was pulled to do hours of inventory in the stock room. No one should ever have to do inventory for that many hours.
We saw Clerks III last night. I won’t spoil it for any of you Gen Xers looking to relive the 90s for a couple of hours. I will say, it’s heavy.
I loved Clerks in college. It was my favorite movie. When I was 19. Now, though, I sort of feel like I’m too old for it. Lot of F bombs, of course. I’m okay with the F word in small doses, when you really mean it. But not every other word in casual conversation.
There were some really funny moments that I couldn’t help but laugh at.
We got home at 9:30. I probably could’ve gone to work. But I took today off, thinking there would be live streaming after the movie to a Q & A, and we’d be out until 11. But I woke up at 5:00 and couldn’t go back to sleep.
That’s okay. We’re going to Portland after the kids get on the bus.
I’m down another pound or so. I’m underwhelmed by the slowness of this particular go of it, but at least I’m finally headed in the right direction.