As a day of the week, we're just not working out. I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to X you out of my calender. It was bad enough the morning you poured the rain on me and I had to pay a fortune for a cab to go a few miles. Then last week, with the crud and the cold sore that ate my mouth and caused me to miss two days of work.
Today, however is the final straw. Waking up at 5am on my day off with severe in pain in my back and right side from a kidney stone, was beyond necessary. This is it you have to go. It's just not working out and quite frankly I'm wondering if you're out to kill me.
The Monday Hater
I took off Thursday and Friday to get over the crud. It was no ordinary cold sore, it took up the entire right half of my upper lip. It was like a second degree burn. I could barely eat or drink without pain. A series of rinses with 50% peroxide and water, then baking soda water, followed by 50% Maalox healed it within two days. Duane was so sweet. Thursday night he made me a ham salad sandwich and cut it up into sixteen tiny pieces for me.
Then today, yeah, kidney stone. I haven't had one for over a decade, but that is a pain you don't forget. I'm consuming large doses of Vit C and drinking gallons of water, in hopes I'm better by tomorrow morning. The State cut off my health insurance as soon as I started this job. If I have to take tomorrow off, I will need to go to the emergency room to get a Dr. note. Just pay them what I can every week. I have to wait until open enrollment next fall to get insurance through my job.
Yesterday, while grocery shopping I found that blue poinsettia (first picture above) and this Christmas cactus on sale. Never saw a blue poinsettia before, so it had to come home with me. Our little Christmas tree is blue and silver. My mother had a Christmas cactus when I was little. Her's was a bright pink. They had plenty of those, but only one of this white and pale pink. It was different, so it came along too. That is the extent of my Christmas decorating.
I finished my Tucson socks on Friday afternoon. You'll have to wait til this Friday to see them. I started some socks for my mother for Christmas. You'll have to wait for WIPW for those.
What's up with our weather down here? When did Tucson pick up and move to New York state while I was sleeping? I swear on Saturday, it was snowing in the valley when I walked from work to the bus home. It didn't stick or accumulate. It sure felt like snowflakes hitting my face.
This morning at 5am, the temperature in Tucson was 31.5F. The temperature back home in Rochester, NY was 48.6F. There is something seriously wrong here. I brought all my potted plants inside and covered the ones in the planter with a sheet.
Bootsie says, "This cold stuff sucks."
Bootsie and Duane trying to keep each other warm.
I can't find my angora hat. Saturday night I started this cowl, expanding it into a snood. I added three repeats of the pattern to make it a bit wider. Even though I've been knitting like a mad woman all day between drinking gallons of water and making a million trips to the bathroom, it's only about 8 inches right now. I measured from my forehead, across the top of my head and down the back and it needs to be about 20 inches. It looks like my angora headband will have to suffice in the morning.
My mother called me this morning, just to see how I'm doing. That threw me for a loop. I'm the one who makes the calls. I've been so busy and tired with work. Thanksgiving is when I started not feeling well. By the time I thought about calling, I knew she would be at my brother's house for dinner.
I found this SAL Wipocalypse 2012 through a blog and I'm going to sign up. The rules are pretty liberal, so I'm hoping this is one I can follow through. Goodness knows with all my cross stitch wips, I could use some encouragement. Would you believe over the weekend I found another tote in my closet with even more cross stitch WIPS? I shuttered and just quietly walked away, pretending I didn't see anything. Nope, I don't have a problem. Not me.
That's my update. Thanks for stopping by.