March 24
From my brain
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2010
Me 16:30, 24 March 2010 (EDT)
First of all, I think I figured out the problem as to why I don't blog. It has nothing to do with the fact that Facebook takes up all my time. OK, that may be part of it, but not the whole problem. The real problem is that I don't have time in the morning any more.
My blogging time USED to be when I was at ThePit. I used to get to the office, pour my cup of iced tea, sit down, eat breakfast, start reading the morning emails, run a couple reports, and then...blog. Then, while I was sitting at my desk throughout the day, I'd post a rant or two about ThePit, VCS, or (further back) TheEvilOne.
Now, I'm rushing around in the morning, getting ready for school, getting the kids ready for school, and I'm out the door with them in the car. I get to school, and that's it until I come home. Then, I may play around on the computer for a bit, but typically I'm having to help get dinner together (or usually, make bread for the house for the next couple days).
I noticed today though, that there's a computer now sitting in the room where we hang out between Dining Room Service Management and kitchen. We sit there for an hour. Perhaps I should make an effort to blog more often.
2009
Me 14:27, 24 March 2009 (EDT)
Apologies in advance for the haze of this post, but as you'll see...I f'd up big time today.
So, I woke at 4am, took my normal 4am slotted dose -- gotta stay on schedule -- and rolled back over to sleep. Woke again after 7am to the kids making all kinds of racket, and Wifey popping out to get them some breakfast. (Seriously kids, it's your spring break. Sleep. In.) I ask her to call into VCS for me (as I've neglected doing that on a couple occasions and don't want to lose my job), but she says no, I need to do it.
So, I pull myself from my crypt, and shuffle into the bathroom. So far, the pain wasn't so bad. A little twingy, but not too bad. Granted, that's normal state for first waking up. Anyway, I figure since I'm up, I might as well take my thyroid and cholesterol pills. Cholesterol is downstairs as we had to call in a refill, but thyroid was up though. Might as well grab the 10am dose and set it over by the night stand for when go back to sleep. Shuffle back over to the night stand, grab the glass of water...
...and proceed to take both pills.
As I swallowed, I said, "Oh...shit." Barely three hours since the last does of Lortab, and I'm taking a second? This is not going to be a good morning. I was already in the haze from the last dose. In an hour or so, I was going to be really, really messed up.
I went down and related all this to Wifey while the kids watched TV in oblivion. Called in to VCS as much as I could, and had to use the "append" feature on voice mail because the way my mind stutters a bit, I went quiet, and the voicemail cut me off. Then, Wifey said she was turning in the FMLA paperwork, and wondered if I had to do anything manually. I recalled I did, and she then proceeded to go out to the car and root around for it. Came back in, looked on the fridge, nothin. Turns out, it was in front of me, on my computer. /facepalm
Not a few fields into filling it out...the fog rolled in. Not the typical fog, but a double dose fog that was the one that Dracula uses when he's taking the form of a fog rolling in. Complete and total auto-pilot to fill in my name, supervisor, job title, sign it, date it, and have Wifey fill in the address portion. Then, I transported myself upstairs.
Never woke up fully until 12:30. Sleep is good, unless it's caused by a punch to the face.
2008
Me 07:41, 24 March 2008 (EDT)
I feel like a month-old dish rag. I hope I don't smell as bad.
I crashed last night. Hard. I ate a bowl of cereal for dinner around 6 or 6:30. As with lunch yesterday, within the next hour, my stomach turned sour on me. As 7pm drew nearer (when we usually heard the kids upstairs to bed), I went up to get toothbrushes and evening medicines ready. Went to the bathroom myself, and then promptly crawled under the covers.
I couldn't move. I barely moaned at the kids who were the sweetest in the world. Having jumped all over me earlier in the day when I was telling them I wasn't feeling well, now, they climbed into the bed, put their arms around me and kissed my shoulder, "I'm sorry for jumping on you earlier Dad," and "Daddy, who put me to bed tonight? You sick!"
I never even took off my t-shirt or shorts. Just huddled there under the covers, hearing Wifey put them to bed. I don't even remember hearing her come in to bed.
This morning, I woke up a couple times in the night, but finally woke up for real at 5am. This seemed natural somehow, so I rolled out of bed. Mind you, for the last several months, I haven't gotten up until almost 6am most days, but I didn't realize that until I was already showered, medicine on, and teeth brushed.
I went down and did some of my morning maintenance in WoW (God help me today with Callistana never have gotten to sleep all night), and then went up to make breakfast. I realize at this point that I didn't get my memory stick off the vanity upstairs, so I walk up, only to wake up the whole house.
I had forgotten I left our door closed (TheBoy frequently turns the bathroom light on which shines straight into our room and toward our bed), so as my eyes hadn't adjusted, my knee goes 'bang! into the door. Wifey wakes with a start (to which I continuously apologize about even as I exit), TheBoy is found to be tossing in his bed (who I manage to convince to go back to sleep), and Princess peeks out of her room, "Is TheBoy awake? I get up too?" /facepalm
I go back down, make my breakfast, and realize I have none of my pocket items (wallet, keys, pocket knife). They're all in my pants. In our closet. In our bedroom. Back up I go.
At this point, I'm dying. I mean, I feel like crap. I tell Wifey, "I'll see you around noon." After eating breakfast in the car, my stomach feeling like it's steak tartar, I told the boss similar when I got in here, "I feel like crap. I'll make it as long as I can."
Let's see how it goes. I want to just crawl under my desk and sleep right now.
