Well we have icy weather in our area today. The worst is to our north. We are right on the line of a little of ice versus enough ice to be really really bad. Temps are hovering at 33 with rain and ice coming. I’ve chosen to stay home today. I brought my laptop. Swaying my decision whether to go or stay, is the fact that this morning I could hardly get out of bed. I’ve been tired and was thinking it was kind of a depression setting in. But I’m EXTREMELY fatigued. Enough so that even typing this I’m wondering if I should go back to bed. In addition I’m getting a stuffy nose. I’ve taken my temp and I do not have a fever. I have the opposite. I’m down a degree. No other signs of any virus though. Just a debilitating tired. We’ll see how the day goes. If I get better – great. If I get worse, and develop any other symptoms, I’ll likely need to be tested.
I am probably going to need to work Sunday to get ahead of the “Payroll Snow Storm” that seems to want to wind itself up on my most important days. So if I’m not getting sick, I need to go in Sunday. I’ll recheck the weather but I think it’s time to plan for that.
I brought my laptop home in case of the ice, but really didn’t think that I’d be home today. But, here I am. It may just be that I am totally exhausted – which often when we go through Christmas and a stressful January – I end up run down and crash AFTER the stressful period is over. So it could just be my body doing its “annual need to recover from life” day.
I’m able to do this blog entry with breaks in between putting head in hands and resting between paragraphs. The coffee is good this morning. And I am hungry so that is a good sign I guess.
I have now showered as if it is a real work day only I’m in sweats. I will fix a bite to eat and then will set up my computer. I will have to borrow George’s monitor from his home work station and I will enter w-2’s and do what I can, but I will likely be taking many naps through the day. And may need to be tested before going in tomorrow if this lethargy continues. But at this point no signs or symptoms of the virus other than being tired and a bit of a stuffy nose. I am those things often, but the tiredness is not usually to this level. Being borderline diabetic and having high blood pressure can also make you tired so who knows. I’ll just see how the day goes.
I think it’s good that I’m craving egg on toast and also spaghetti. lol. I will not have them both but I’ll go with the egg on toast. Could have the other one for lunch if I’m able to withstand standing up and making it.
So prayers please for feeling more energy, no virus, and for figuring out the snow storm early next week. Ok off to fix something to eat and set up the computer.
Ahhhhh, that surge of energy post vacation on Monday has waned. I really think the culprit was Monday night, trying to push through and ended up staying up 2 hours past bed time and it really destroyed me for Tuesday and today.
So we got home mid afternoon Sunday. It took a while to get everything from the car to the house and to the rooms they go in. We removed things from suitcases but that doesn’t mean anything really went anywhere. Most of it still on beds or in kitchen. I’ve been sorting through and trying to put things where they go. It seems like it would be a simple thing. But there is all the sorting of it and putting it back in its spot. And the pulling of souvenir gifts to those that helped while we were gone.
Then there is the laundry which is always ongoing anyway only all your favorite things are dirty so most of what I needed for work needed to be washed. So I’ve done what laundry I could to give us what we need. My vitamins and supplements and BP meds needed to be redone for the week – I certainly don’t need to throw that by the wayside in this COVID ladened world.
Monday night our neighbor came over and we talked while I cooked dinner. Dinner was late though as I had to also go to the store Monday night. Oh THAT – let’s back up. I was talking to Mom as my Aunt and Uncle are coming up and Mom wanted me to call them to discuss our “getting together plans”- so I got on autopilot and went home instead of the store. Then got up stairs and realized I meant to do the grocery shopping, dropped off my work bag and headed back out. Got to the store and realized my mask was in my work bag. I had taken masks out of my purse to wash them from the trip. Arggghhhh ::sigh::
I was NOT going back home. So I went in and bought a mask and then continued my grocery shopping. No one arrested me or verbally judged me in the interim.
Got back home and it took 3 trips to get the groceries in as George was mowing. Finally got the groceries put up. Of course having to take the BP meds with a water pill on board also means during all of this – a need to GOOOOOO! More than once!
Then my kitchen is horrid as vacation stuff all over to unpack. Most of it still NOT unpacked and in the way in the kitchen. So I moved that over. I washed up and cleaned up the counters. I have to have a clean kitchen to cook. I did the best I could. We had to eat. So I chopped onions and green peppers to get the spaghetti started. And remembered I wanted to call Kate to ask her something. Had just found a station I liked on Alexa but had to stop it to make the phone calls. lol. I did and we talked for a couple of minutes and the doorbell rang. I told Katy I would call her back.
A neighbor came over and I was glad to see and talk to her. We opened a bottle of George’s Chardonnay he bottled and split it between the three of us as George was back from the yard mowing and had showered. We talked and talked. How fun!
I had to finish our dinner though so talked to the neighbor while cooking. Realized I hadn’t been thawing the meat. Dug around in two freezers. Couldn’t find the ground turkey – guess we ate it already. Found some beef in the freezer. Plenty of that. So we have a new microwave as the old one petered out. The defrost is not as nice. Not sure I ever figured out how to make it work. George couldn’t either but finally got the meat thawed. Wow this dinner was more complicated than I thought. Continued to fix spaghetti. Tried to get the neighbor/friend to stay but she was not wanting pasta. It was whole grain and a spinach one, so not as bad as regular pasta but we could not convince her. So she left as we started to fix plates.
We watched Below Deck until half way through when we were finished eating. It was 10:30 and we still had night time routines and dogs to take out.
By 11 or so we were in bed.
At 5:30 Tuesday morning George had to wake me. I was startled and was sleeping good. Darn it. Really? I have to get up?
So rushed around yesterday morning trying to pull myself together. A reboot of the laundry. I felt horrible. But all I could do was push through. I texted both Katy and Aunt Martha – both of whom I was to have conversations with and apologized I never got back to them. I ran out of day.
Then set off to do payroll Tuesday morning, amidst prayers of “Lord please be with me, I’m so tired, don’t let me have a wreck, help me do payroll, help me get through the day please, and give me some energy.”
I got through the day, through payroll, and had just enough energy, caffeine, food, water, and God’s love to get through. A text from Mom by end of work day “call me on the way home”. So off we go and a call to Mom:
“Did you talk to Aunt Martha yet?”
“No ma’am I didn’t get the opportunity yet”.
“Well I need to make plans”
“I know I do too” and I explained last night. She knew we were tired, but asked that I please call and get it worked out.
OK I will.
So got home, rebooted laundry Tues afternoon, folded 3 loads. I have had some time to wash but not to fold. I called Aunt Martha and Mom and made reservations this weekend for a meal out, warning all that we have been to Texas and gas stations and groceries and shops and a gender reveal party with 40-50 other people – outside but everyone came in to use the restroom. It’s not been two weeks. But – even with mixed feelings – all are ok with us going out to eat in a remote location. Well a remote table that is. We’ll see how that goes. Reservations made during laundry folding.
George fixed a cajun dish last night akin to Jambalaya with the smoked sausage and rice and left over green pepper and so forth. It was awesome and I have leftovers for lunch! We tried to finish watching Below Deck but the Xfinity or Comcast or whatever our cable is would not let us “resume” as it has in the past. George let it play thru during dinner so it would be ready but I was on the phone and making reservations and I guess the show reset back to beginning. So George said a choice word at the TV, lol and we gave up and watched Somebody Feed Phil who was in Venice and that was fun to watch.
So here we are on Wed morning and I’m fairly exhausted. My spirits are high but I’m looking forward to Saturday to get a break. A break I say? We have to go get oil changed for sure and then finish unpacking and doing an intense cleaning of my house. Once all that is done I can start on my “other” to do list.
But oh – after the fairly hot dish George fixed I opened these:
We bought these in Breckenridge and they are so fresh and awesome. Some times you need a “digestive” like the Italians. lol
I’ve had my coffee and off to try and conquer the day. As much as there is at home to catch up on, there is almost as much at work. So off to address this NEEDY world we live in. 😉
I am running about 30 minutes late this morning. This blog entry not helping. But I am sorry, my insane week calls for a calm cup of java while letting out the stress over my words. Either that or combust. So I may be a few minutes late this morning but I’ll be a better person because of it.
When I got up this morning and realized payroll is over I get to blog this morning, I thought Oh I have nothing to say really. But how many years have I been doing this? On the mornings when I have nothing to say, usually outpours my most deepest thoughts. That can be good or bad. lol. But it is what it is, my thoughts.
Now that I am over 50 and can’t remember anything from two days ago – lol, I often have to look at my photos to see what happened. I always take pics of things that are special to me. Looking back, not much happened in the last two days in my world.
A friend gave me a mask and it’s my favorite one yet. It doesn’t smash in my nose. It meets the protocol. Absolutely love it. Always make friends with people with sewing machines. ha. I’m just kidding. She was my friend/coworker first. But she came in with a pile of masks, having had fun with her new sewing machine. I wish I had become a sewer. But I became a blogger instead with my spare time. I think that is why I always want more time off is because I have a lot of creative energies that don’t get expressed. I would have a lot of hobbies if I could. I already do. But sewing never got flourished b/c of the time factor and probably the expense of having to buy a sewing machine worth having. But, I’ll take blogging. Anyway, I’m grateful for my friend giving me a new mask. If she will make more, I’ll buy some! 😉
But honestly in my opinion, I kinda think our world is moving fast out of the “Rona” as the young ones call it. I am seeing more and more without masks, just giving it up. Of course at work we are all OVER the mask thing, but of course it is required. I don’t mind wearing it to protect each other though. But yeah, we are kinda tired of it.
And yesterday, only having about 1/2 of a night’s sleep (which is never enough for my persona), I was very frustrated with the world. I am not sure that anyone but George knew of my struggles but I had just about had it with the world. I guess I should be happy that it waited til I hadn’t had enough sleep as others who have had enough sleep were already agitated with the world. I think that just about 3/4 of the people I had conversations with yesterday were agitated about this or that.
But me having not very much sleep, and on a payroll day, I just had to duck into my role and get it done the best I could. And not focus on the rest of the the earth. I just held everyone, including myself, up in prayer.
I’m sick of this year, I’m sick of Rona, I’m sick of all the racism (I’m not racist by saying that – do I really have to say that? This is mainly what I’m tired of!!!!!!!!!). I’m sick of politics. I’m sick of the weather. I’m sick of the floors at home. I’m sick of everything.
I know that is not the “….Tude” to have. But it is how my persona works. I like to fix life and I want it to be better. And for it to be better you have to recognize and state there is a problem. And when you state there is a problem, people think you are complaining. So it’s just best sometimes to just: ignore the Rona news, ignore the political news, ignore all the racial tension and judgement and false accusations, and just enjoy the weather whatever it brings.
We didn’t get much from Cristobal. Matter of fact most of our prewarned broadcasts never happen. The ones that they don’t focus on, spins up tornadoes. So you never know what to believe. I choose to just do my own weather forecasting, lol. Mainly by looking at the radar and wind energies and temps. Nothing wrong with seeing a black cloud coming and saying “hey it’s gonna storm!” With no warnings at all, this one had me wondering yesterday. This cloud was moving and heaving and I watched it as I was concerned it would blow up into a cyclone of sorts but the wind energy from the system had mainly puffed itself out.
I had to drink some serious coffee to get through the day on top of an e+shot.
I also knew not to push myself into getting a lot accomplished at home the last two days. I did nothing but work on getting my emails down, reading a few blogs for pleasure, and supporting my fellow bloggers.
Mom told me she had posted some pics from long ago. I think I’d seen them at some point but so glad she posted them digitally. Now they are mine too.
This is my grandfather, Chesley who my grandmother and several called “Chet”. I really miss him. This is my Mom in his hands. And my Aunt standing by his side. I wonder where it was taken. I think it might be in front of the house on the sidewalk on Dimple Court in Columbia TN where their house was at the time.
Here is my grandmother who I called “Nanny”. And my Mom. And what was the dogs name? Someone in the family will have to tell me.
And I think this was at the house on Dimple Court? It sure looks like it. Spent a lot of hours in that house. Nanny was the best housekeeper and an excellent cook.
Here is my Aunt Martha and Mom (left to right). And what dog is that? Ya’ll (Mom and Aunt Martha are gonna have to tell me). Was that Butch? Wasn’t there a dog named Butch?
I think that is the next door neighbor’s house you see behind them. Looks like they both want to hold the dog.
This is my great great grandfather. Was that Nanny’s father or grandfather? Or grandaddy’s father or grandfather? Who are they holding? Is that Momma? My family is going to have to tell me.
Aunt Martha will tell me as she reads my blog. She often comments as cocosmom on here.
Oh I did a post on Facebook yesterday or was it the day before – to just mainly have everyone remind themselves about judging others and not letting God have that – without just expressly stating it as you get raked over the coals when you even mention unity or that God loves us all. Is that real? Yes it is. So – A lot of people read The Shack. And a lot of people needed to be reminded about God’s love, forgiveness, and judging others. God nudged me to do this post.
I simply posted asking if anyone had read it and what their take away was and what would someone miss if they didn’t read it. I had overwhelming responses. Not everyone said what they got out of it or didn’t. I only really had one negative response. Everyone else said they loved it, either the book or the movie, and some gave reasons I was looking for. If the world could just stop and read this book right now with all that is going on, we’d all be in a better place. No one needs to be mistreated, everyone needs love, everyone can improve, we all need healing and it’s no ones place to judge another’s heart. I won’t accept or allow anyone to judge mine. I will tell you in a heartbeat that is not your job. I draw boundaries. No one knows my heart better than God. And I won’t be told to shush about everyone loving one another and about how we are all important in God’s site. That is just wrong.
Well it’s time for me to go to work. Payroll is done of course and I have to stuff checks for our TN plant and work on taxes. I received a milestone badge from wordpress having made 200 posts on the blog.