Great Evening

Last night we went to dinner with my son, daughter in law and  granddaughters. After dinner we spent time alone with the girls, playing games and talking. They are two little ladies and very interesting for being so young. They can carry on a conversation like an adult. Today is the birthday party. I can't wait.

On the Road

I am up and dressed and ready to get on the road. Thankfully it is a beautiful day for a drive. I can't wait to see my girls!

Levels of Problems

Yesterday there was a slight problem at work and my boss put the blame on everyone else but herself. The reality was that something fell through the cracks, but nothing earth shattering happened. I made an appointment for her at noon. She usually comes in at 1:30. The appointment was cancelled a few days ago. She was not informed. She came in and realized that she had no patient until 2pm and flew off the handle. I let her vent and said that I felt bad that this happened but I was laughing inside. First of all, she was complaining about coming in "early", to someone who shows up to her office at 7:30am to start the work day. To me early is 4am. Next, we have an interactive schedule and if she had taken one moment to look online she would have seen that the appointment no longer existed. Her bad. She was carrying on to someone who is too old to care. I have important problems in my life and complaining about being in her own office 2 hours early is ridiculous. Once she got her anger out, she calmed down for the day. It is a good thing that I have an easy going temperament.

RSVP

I am in charge of the party list for my boss' holiday celebration. She hosts it in her home and it is a lovely party.She has good food and drinks, but the guest list is the same people she works with. That type of party needs to be held at work. As lovely as the home party sentiment is, it is also uncomfortable. Other than work, no one in my office has anything in common. I have been to three out of 16 parties and can remember each one of them as being awkward. The years I have missed were the ones that coincided with my granddaughter's birthday. Some parties sound good on paper and should remain there. So far 27 awkward people plan on milling around her house, waiting for the appropriate time to leave.

Decision

I hate to have to make a decision about whether or not to drive to work in the snow. I hate to be late, but I love to be safe. This morning my son texted me that it is dangerous and not to go to work until the roads warm up. I think I will heed his warning and leave a bit later. I would rather be safe than sorry.

Peasant Remedies

I am up and dressed and ready to go to work this morning. I feel better than I have for the past four days. Normally when I get a terrible cold it lasts for at least two weeks. I take antihistamine, decongestant, guaifenesin, and sometimes antibiotics. There are usually at least two doctor visits thrown into the mix. When I got sick this week, I decided to go old school. I would treat my ailment the way they did in the 1800's in Russia. I lived on a diet of porridge for breakfast and soup for my one other meal. During the day I sipped hot water. I did not use a tea bag, it was just boiling hot water. Each day I felt a bit better. Today is day four and I am feeling pretty good. Maybe all of the medicines we take so flippantly are not the best thing for us.

Levels of Sick

There are many levels of feeling sick. I got a bad cold on Thursday and it got worse on Friday. Saturday was a washout as I never left the couch. Today is even worse. I have reached a level of sick that has never been visited before. I made my bed without the fancy throw pillows. This is insanity. My throw pillows are placed neatly on my bed every day through thick or thin, in good times or bad. In sickness or in health? I guess it did not pass that litmus test. If I do not make my bed tomorrow morning, it is time to call the ambulance.