3 things before bed - 2nd try

Something that went well

It took a bigger chunk of the day than it should have, but I published 8 pages of keyword optimized content that our SEO vendor sent over. There was some back and forth, and I had to suggest some edits, but they were receptive and quick to make changes.

This took up time that should have been invested in regular Thursday tasks, but this was important because other directives were waiting on it.

Good job, Roses!

Something to look forward to

Younger Son plans to come over tomorrow morning to finalize some lingering family business such as swapping car titles and getting his own phone service account.

This won't be a fun visit really, but we don't see him as often as Elder Son. So, it'll be nice despite the purpose.

Something nice about myself

I look like my mom.

I like this very much 🥰

Message To The New Hires

Just because I don't know everything doesn't mean I don't know anything.

Yes, you is very smart. Your "new" ideas are good, and I know they're good because I've been implementing those ideas for 7 years.

Also, stop talking once in a while so other people can give your new @ss some input. Maybe there's something you can learn, too.

3 things before bed - first attempt

I read a thing that suggested writing on the following subjects before bed will help combat the negative thoughts that make it hard to fall sleep. Boy howdy, do I have negative thoughts! So, Imma give it a try.

Something that went well

I fixed a work problem. A shirt was showing up when you searched our website for Iams pet products. Weird, for sure. I implemented a quick solution for today, and I tried something that might provide a more sustainable solution. Will find out tomorrow morning if the longer-term fix works 🤞

Something to look forward to

I'll be working from home tomorrow and can run errands in town over my lunch break and pick up a Treat Day treat in the process 😁

Something nice about myself

I'm pretty damn funny and fun to be around when I don't let other people determine how I *should* behave.

Treat Day

Since the company mandated four days per week be worked in-office, I have declared for myself that Thursdays are Treat Day. I made it to the 4th day, I deserve a treat.

Treats can be whatever I want them to be... sweets, fancy beverages, trinkets that I don't need but really really want... but usually I pick coffee shop chai.

The fourth day of my workweek is exhausting. I'm tired from getting up early to dress, do hair & makeup, and commute. I've had my fill of people interactions. I just don't wanna do it any more this week, you know?

But Treat Day makes it okay. I'm actually looking forward to tomorrow. 

I'm considering making Mondays a Treat Day as well. It might help combat the Sunday Saddies. 

Office Work Mandates

You know how some people are so sad or depressed they can't get out of bed?

I think I'm so sad or depressed I can't sleep.

After 6 years of hybrid work arrangements, my employer mandated a 4-day in-house work week this month. No one is happy about it. The first week, many departments were empty all 5 days in protest. As I walked through the building, any time I came across two or more people together they were talking in whispers. And those who continued their conversations after seeing me approach were talking smack about the new policy.

At 5pm Friday after that first week, I already started dreading the next Monday. Sunday Scaries began immediately. 

I'm typing this Sunday morning because I haven't been able to fall asleep yet Saturday night.

The few days I had to recuperate and recover are being wasted with feelings of sadness and loss.

Yes. Yes. I *know* four days in office isn't as bad as 5 days in. And yes, yes, it's not as bad as other people's working conditions. 

Someone else's two broken legs being worse than my one broken leg does not negate the pain of having only one broken leg, though.

This sucks, and it hurts, and it's weighing so heavily on me that I cannot rest properly.

And I *like* my job, you guys.

I'm just so tired and sad.

Stupid Things I Complain About...

... since my employer took away work-from-home options:

1) My skin doesn't like wearing makeup every weekday.

2) I don't have time to refill the birdfeeders before work anymore. They're gonna go hungry until Friday.

3) Now I've gotta recharge my electric car *every* weekend.

4) My cat misses me.

5) I can't watch TV during lunch anymore.

6) Speaking of food, my snacks are limited to what I take with me. What if the thing I carefully pack the night before isn't the thing I have a craving for the next day? 😭

Nighttime Quiet

The Husband went to bed early. As we kissed goodnight, we had this conversation...

Me:  I'm going to wash my hair, so if you hear water running, that's what it is, and you don't need to be concerned. 

He:  Well, I'm going to sleep, so if you hear nothing, that's what that is. And you don't need to be concerned. 

Adventures in Supplements

Every morning, I take thyroid replacement medication along with a companion iodine supplement. The routine goes: shake one thyroid tablet into my palm, shake one iodine tablet into same palm. Quite often, more than one iodine tablet tumbles out, and I have to tip my palm to dump the extras back into the bottle.

A few weeks ago, while trying to tip extra iodine tablets back into the bottle, the single thyroid tablet tumbled into the iodine bottle, too. I left it there figuring it'll tumble back out eventually as the bottle empties.

The iodine tablets come in a bottle of 90. So, after three months of shaking, tipping, and other regular handling, a noticable layer of iodine dust forms at the bottom of the bottle.

It's been several weeks now, and every morning as I've shaken an iodine tablet into my palm, the lost thyroid pill has remained hidden.

And I imagine the day it'll finally emerge, having seen things no other thyroid pill has seen, it'll be covered in months of iodine dust, wearing an ammo belt across its finely chiseled buff chest like Rambo on a rampage.

Little guy is on an adventure.

Sharing Is Caring

Yesterday at work...

Coworker 1:  Oh my god, I am SO congested!

Coworker 2:  You guys, I'm all out of tissues!

Coworker 3:  (no words, just continuous snorking indicative of someone trying to clear phlehm from their throat)

Today at work...

I have a cough, sore throat, congestion, and a double case of ear ache. Surprise surprise. Thanks, guys.

Party Guest Fee

Question:

Your employer sends out an invitation to the company Holiday Party. Drinks, dinner, dancing, door prizes.

You can come for free, but if you bring a guest, they pay $20. 

Is this standard, now?

Do you go? And if you go, do you take your life partner?