of lentil loaf, Gruyère velouté soup, homemade bread, and a Belgian endive/mushroom/asparagus salad. Really, the groceries cost very little, but the meal would be ridiculously expensive were we to dine in a restaurant. I love YKWIA's cooking. All I did was chop up two onions this time (he's very sensitive to onions as far as eyes watering, and I usually fare better, particularly if I have my contacts in) and the cleanup. I have two pots soaking at the moment. Otherwise, it's all in the dishwasher, which is running, or I've hand washed it.
Today there wasn't a game, but I worked four hours. We'd signed up for some voluntary overtime, and the folks who worked on Saturday got all the grid shuffling done (we have new scheduling grids, so it's a means to put the displaced appointments back in where they go--it takes much less time than rescheduling every appointment). No one was certain how long it would take, so they had us working on it through the weekend and Monday [the medical centre is closed tomorrow for Presidents' Day]. It looked like I wouldn't be working after all, but my boss said I could come in today and get some things done. There's enough in a couple of queues for me to work all day so I will be coming in tomorrow. Today I reviewed some of the reschedules and mostly stuffed envelopes of letters going out for appointments that shifted more than 10 minutes in the process. I hand-addressed and licked every envelope. Apparently, our postal meter machine will seal the envelopes, but I wasn't sure about that, and by the time I found out otherwise, I was almost finished. :) It wasn't too bad, though.
The other night I sat down and did some financial stuff and really fell into a funk that spilt over into grief over my mother (the anniversary of her death is coming up) and general issues of sadness. I stayed in bed all evening and really felt emotionally hung over the next day. I cried a lot and there were bags under my eyes that covered half of my face the next day. I don't know, the financial stuff triggered it, but I don't know where all this anxiety and gloominess came from. I listened to a lot of Simon and Garfunkel, which made me feel better (their music always does, despite the tendency to sing about death, suicide, depression, and the like).
Yesterday, like I said, I felt hungover and achy, mostly a combination of emotional overwroughtness and then arthritis acting up, as it was an extremely rainy day. Today I felt much better, thankfully.
Anyway, that's why I hadn't been writing. I'd gotten onto Facebook in my funk for a bit but mostly stayed off the computer completely. But I am doing better. I did chores today, and I need to do my laundry tomorrow after work (I did the dog blankets and bath mat today, as I meant to do those last week, and there has been a prodigious amount of mud brought into the house over the last few days, with all the rain). Today was a little warmer and the sun actually came out, and it did a lot for my mood. Tomorrow it's supposed to be in the 70s. We've got rain coming back in the forecast, though.
Okay, I'm going to check off my Habitica checkboxes, scrub those pans, and probably go on to bed a little early. Good night.
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