Sunday I took Lydia and Adonis home. Things, I'm hoping will get back to normal. Though any walking I did was minimal....again. So much to catch up on.
Monday Bonnie and I walked in her neighborhood before I had to leave for work. We took the easy route out Lehigh Street to the Daisy Hill and back. Navigating black ice was pretty easy, it didn't get real cold over night. But at one point, near the park, I hit some, and did a spectacular split. Thankfully I could grab Bonnie's good arm.
The snow plow came. Finally. Why? I have no idea. The neighbors dug out the street, mostly. Mother Nature was doing her part.
I received an email from LCCC. They have a course open. Was I interested. They'd send info. I was.
Tuesday, Bonnie I walked in her neighborhood again. this time we did the hills. A lot of black ice because the temps dropped so much after dark. It was too early for the thaw. Some corners were tricky, but for the most part, it was not an issue.
Upon opening my email, there was a packet of about 10 forms to fill out for employment at LCCC? I didn't have an interview yet. I needed to have a background check. This included listing everyone who has lived in my house since 1975. And there current ages. Dead was not an option. I left them blank. (FYI-Mom, Dad, Henry, Rae, Sharon, Pat and Glenn.) I need to get fingerprinted too!
Today's email brought the interview request.
I didn't walk. It was pouring before work. I don't move at the art center. It's going to be a bad exercise day.
Tomorrow I have to see the doctor. Dreading it. I hate doctors. I hate the smell of doctors offices. I hate the cold, impersonal staff and decor. I'd rather clean a toilet with bare hands than go to the doctor. It is my personal hell on earth. In preparation I weighed myself. I have gained back ALL the weight I've lost over the last 5-7 years in about 18 months. That will go over like a lead balloon. The odd thing is my new smaller clothes still fit. Tightly, but they fit. I can wear them comfortably. I also never had the blood work done. He'll be pissed about that too. Probably give me another RX that I'll leave expire.
Wait till he hears I want to cut my BP medicine. He'll flip.
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