This weekend at work was uneventful, again – this is how’d I’d like it to stay.
Yesterday I was scheduled for 11, and thought I was scheduled for 1. >_< No cell phone meant no one was able to get hold of me, and with the bad weather, everyone at the branch was worried something had happened. I felt like an idiot for writing down the wrong time. This won’t happen again – and of course I’m going to have to buy a cell phone.
So where was I at 11? At the Dr.’s office being lectured about not taking my synthroid like I should; also, being lectured on weighing 192 pounds when I’m only 5’3”. Not exercising enough, not eating at the proper times and not eating the proper foods, and of course – the double whammy curse that haunts all happy AmeriPoles: too many carbs and too much alcohol… такое жизнь! That’s right, just like the most interesting man in the world, I can speak French—in Russian!
I’m trying to help out the spouse today, so before going in I baked a cake and put some stuffed peppers and sauce into the slow cooker, on low.
Hmmm. Stay thirsty my friends!