that I got to bed last night. I was so proud of me! I even set the alarm clock on “fast time”. Not that I wanted to, but I had to cave in and do it since I’m a working girl. If I were already retired, I would go by Standard Time and let the givverment go hang. I read for a little while in Dr. D.’s book. The Book Critic might even approve of it. It has lots of references to other scientific works.
I was up early enough to do my BodyFlex but nothing else.
Food for today:
22 ozzies OJ
36 ozzies banana/romaine smoothie
1 pint strawberries (minus a few I shared)
40 ozzies banana/mango/spinach smoothie
A Clementine my office-mate gave me
Kim chee (both veggie and mung bean)
1 pint strawberries (I took two pints to the neighbors)
Undetermined amount of romaine leaves eaten by themselves
Large amount of salsa (three tomatoes) with half a good-sized avocado
The other girl in my office had been grossed out by all the dead bugs behind her desk so I took my Dyson with me today. After she got through, I gave both offices a good vacuuming, though it was what my mother would have call “a lick and a promise”. The canister had a lot of dirt and dust in it. We have a little sweeper type vacuum that we use between cleanings by housekeeping but it was good to do a more thorough job. Maybe we won’t sneeze as much now.
My friend was asleep when I called her around lunch. She said she was going to a rehab center. I told her to call me tonight if she could and let her go back to sleep.
I went by the church and turned up the heat. When I started to leave the house this morning, I was wondering if I needed a jacket. I looked at the thermometer and it was 38 degrees. It hurt after all the warm weather we’d been having.
When I got home, I call the rehab center and asked if my friend is a resident. The person answering the phone didn’t seem to know anything. She asked around and came back, snickered, and said, “Because of HIPAA laws, I can’t tell you if she’s here or not.” I took that to mean she was there but I happen to have been well trained in HIPAA and I know that, unless a patient requests to be kept confidential, the fact that he/she is there can be disclosed. I didn’t argue with the woman. She told me to contact the family so that’s what I’ll do. Unless I decide to call and just ask for her. But not tonight.
The last four items on my food list were what I had after I got here. The salsa was a little on the spicy side because I put a whole small onion in it. I ate it anyway. It was good but I would have liked it better milder.
I am still marveling at finding Piotr. I had hoped and prayed to find just the right photo for my shirts, etc., but the Lord saw fit to steer me not only to a photo I really liked but to a photographer who is interested in doing a whole bunch of related produce type pictures. I can’t help but be amazed!
And it’s Sabbath! My work week is over, it isn’t 9 pm yet, and I’m ready to go to bed. Happy happy joy joy! Good night and happy Sabbath!