I got up a little before 7 a.m., which for those of you on Hawaiian/Aleutian time (i.e. me), is 2 a.m. I had quadruple the amount of coffee as normal (that'd be four cups), and subsequently felt both jittery and exhausted at the same time. Is this what it feels to be like a med student? The parent of a newborn? A skittish cat? I am uninterested in all of these professions.
Today it was back to work, even though I wasn't 100% confident I remembered how to work...or drive. I kinda sorta remember how to do both. This is what greeted me.
I was the most popular person at work today because I was handing out chocolate covered macadamia nuts. Everyone politely asked how Hawaii was, and I gave a not-rubbing-it-in-your-face answer of "really nice!" or "very warm and sunny!" I did not say things like "we had this awesome suite, and I drank a bunch of lava flows, and had dinner on the beach, and tubed through an aqueduct, and then went snorkeling and saw seals, and didn't work and it was AMAAAAAAAAAAAAAZING" because that would be rude.
A few people said I looked tan. I don't so much tan as become a Confederation of Freckles, but I'll take it. Note to self: get driver's license renewed while "tan."
Even though I didn't want to eat breakfast, I ate breakfast. Specifically, I ate this egg casserole thingy that I made yesterday (4 eggs, 1 cup roasted broccoli, half cup tomatoes, 3 ounces low sodium ham--cut it in to fourths).
And then I wasn't hungry for lunch either, because it wasn't lunchtime in my head, but I had a turkey sammich on wheat with lettuce, tomato, mayo, and a pickle on the side.
After work I picked up kitty from the vet. Here he is showing off his shaved paw, while sitting on all of his bills and aftercare instructions. I promise I did not stage this photo. He likes to hang out on paper, because then he can gnaw on it with his little kitty mouth.
I WAS hungry for dinner, so I had some leftover turkey meatballs, 3/4 cup of brown rice, and an entire thing of grape tomatoes with some olive oil and basil.
No exercise today, because seriously, who let it be 10 p.m. already? Also, I have no idea how much water I drank. Maybe like, eight glasses? Still need to do better on that. In honor of making an effort and also because it is 17 degrees outside, here is Queen Liz in a fur hat. And fur sleeves. And a blanket. I need someone to drive me places while I sit with a blanket on my lap.
Today it was back to work, even though I wasn't 100% confident I remembered how to work...or drive. I kinda sorta remember how to do both. This is what greeted me.
I was the most popular person at work today because I was handing out chocolate covered macadamia nuts. Everyone politely asked how Hawaii was, and I gave a not-rubbing-it-in-your-face answer of "really nice!" or "very warm and sunny!" I did not say things like "we had this awesome suite, and I drank a bunch of lava flows, and had dinner on the beach, and tubed through an aqueduct, and then went snorkeling and saw seals, and didn't work and it was AMAAAAAAAAAAAAAZING" because that would be rude.
"Oh, you know, it was nice..." |
A few people said I looked tan. I don't so much tan as become a Confederation of Freckles, but I'll take it. Note to self: get driver's license renewed while "tan."
Even though I didn't want to eat breakfast, I ate breakfast. Specifically, I ate this egg casserole thingy that I made yesterday (4 eggs, 1 cup roasted broccoli, half cup tomatoes, 3 ounces low sodium ham--cut it in to fourths).
And then I wasn't hungry for lunch either, because it wasn't lunchtime in my head, but I had a turkey sammich on wheat with lettuce, tomato, mayo, and a pickle on the side.
After work I picked up kitty from the vet. Here he is showing off his shaved paw, while sitting on all of his bills and aftercare instructions. I promise I did not stage this photo. He likes to hang out on paper, because then he can gnaw on it with his little kitty mouth.
I WAS hungry for dinner, so I had some leftover turkey meatballs, 3/4 cup of brown rice, and an entire thing of grape tomatoes with some olive oil and basil.
No exercise today, because seriously, who let it be 10 p.m. already? Also, I have no idea how much water I drank. Maybe like, eight glasses? Still need to do better on that. In honor of making an effort and also because it is 17 degrees outside, here is Queen Liz in a fur hat. And fur sleeves. And a blanket. I need someone to drive me places while I sit with a blanket on my lap.