I would LJ cut, but no one posts on here anyways, so you should be glad of the space filler.
I'm so incredibly glad that my sick this week was a passing thing and is already fading into memory. I haven't been vomiting sick in a really long time, and i'm hoping that it stays away for a really long time. I know that the food poisoning I had like, back in spring 2003-2004ish was in theory worse, as Amy ended up taking me to the hospital, AND I missed a uni exam and not just a day at work, but this was just so miserable. I slept all day, except for an hour or two to get up and feel queasy until getting up to be sick, then was up for four-five hours Tuesday night, watching ER on my laptop. Slept all night.
Wednesday I stayed home, employing the elementary school precaution of "no access to the public within 24 hours of vomiting". Slept all morning, and woke up feeling mucho better. Still fevery when walking around the house too much, but overall a huge shift. Drank gingerale, ate stoned wheat thins and a few cuts of brie, and some noodles at the end of the day. The noodles made me nervous, as my stomach made hard working sounds for at least an hour after eating them....
Wednesday night I altered Karin's corset pattern and did the mock-up again, and then did some low-risk and no-deadline sewing -- altered a sweater dress to just be a sweater, and ended up with 5" of silk/wool/cotton/cashmere knit -- wristwarmers FTW! I am such a sucker for luxurious fibres... I also worked on my grey skirt project, AND! i got my ruffler foor to pleat! I should have likely been working on more studious things, but didn't have the brain/spiritual power to work on shrine speech and lines.
Thursday I woke up ravenous and decided that was a good enough sign to go into work. Gave myself permission to have a slow day. Had a minor hissy fit shortly after 5pm when I discovered that my Pomegranate Greek Gods yoghurt had been thrown out of the fridge -- it was labeled with my name, AND wasn't expired, so I was Pissed. Off. And Low blood sugar. And had been looking forward to eating that for several hours. The person who cleaned out the fridge this week at this office threw out glass containers and full milk cartons (even when another employee came into the kitchen, saw what she was doing, and said "That container belongs to someone on my team, don't throw it out"). It was frankly disgusting. I tried to pull the bag out of the container to look for my yoghurt, but I couldn't see it through the clear plastic, and then the bag broke and spilt the contents into the plastic container, as the bag was not mean to be full of liquid. It was a mess.
I was super motivated when I got on the train to come home, thinking about spending the night ACCOMPLISHING THINGS, but by the time I GOT home, not so much-- I think I was still in recovery mode. I did: sweep/scrub balcony floor, gathering a bunch of garbage from the patio, throwing out broken pots, etc. Washed dishes and ran dishwasher. Cooked myself dinner like a MoFo Adult. Learned about Beowulf and Zeus and Skull C-Sections with Shovels. Watched an episode of ER and cut out yoke waistband of grey skirt.
So, not toooo bad.
Some day in the next two weeks, I need to also plant a bunch of stuff if I want to have the things growing in the summer. I also need to figure out how they're going to survive while I'm at Shambles -- Amy didn't water my poor strawberries last summer and they didn't ever recover. I need to figure out how to get my squash to actually GROW this year, too - last year I got one bloom on each plant before the vine withered and died. And shouldn't some of these herbs regrow themselves? Gardening would be a lot more enjoyable if I didn't have to start everything from scratch every spring. And I'm still thinking of putting a fig tree on my deck.... The internets says that they thrive in containers because it simulate the rocky conditions they regularly grow in....
I mentioned to my coworkers Thursday that I had a little apartment freezer and it was on my deck, in the context of a conversation about buying things at Costco and needing a big enough freezer but remembering to use everything in the huge freezer, and they totally got stuck on the idea of having a freezer on my deck. "Does your building allow that? Doesn't it use a lot of hydro? What are you going to do in the summer? You live in Surrey, right?" It doesn't seem that odd to me to have a freezer on my patio, Eman has one on his deck, my aunt has one in her garage in Manitoba summers... Am I totally strengthening the Surrey stereotypes?
I like Joe Biden : "No matter what a girl does, no matter how she's dressed, no matter how much she's had to drink - it's never, never, never, never, never OK to touch her without her consent," Mr Biden said in a speech to Yale students.
Wednesday I stayed home, employing the elementary school precaution of "no access to the public within 24 hours of vomiting". Slept all morning, and woke up feeling mucho better. Still fevery when walking around the house too much, but overall a huge shift. Drank gingerale, ate stoned wheat thins and a few cuts of brie, and some noodles at the end of the day. The noodles made me nervous, as my stomach made hard working sounds for at least an hour after eating them....
Wednesday night I altered Karin's corset pattern and did the mock-up again, and then did some low-risk and no-deadline sewing -- altered a sweater dress to just be a sweater, and ended up with 5" of silk/wool/cotton/cashmere knit -- wristwarmers FTW! I am such a sucker for luxurious fibres... I also worked on my grey skirt project, AND! i got my ruffler foor to pleat! I should have likely been working on more studious things, but didn't have the brain/spiritual power to work on shrine speech and lines.
Thursday I woke up ravenous and decided that was a good enough sign to go into work. Gave myself permission to have a slow day. Had a minor hissy fit shortly after 5pm when I discovered that my Pomegranate Greek Gods yoghurt had been thrown out of the fridge -- it was labeled with my name, AND wasn't expired, so I was Pissed. Off. And Low blood sugar. And had been looking forward to eating that for several hours. The person who cleaned out the fridge this week at this office threw out glass containers and full milk cartons (even when another employee came into the kitchen, saw what she was doing, and said "That container belongs to someone on my team, don't throw it out"). It was frankly disgusting. I tried to pull the bag out of the container to look for my yoghurt, but I couldn't see it through the clear plastic, and then the bag broke and spilt the contents into the plastic container, as the bag was not mean to be full of liquid. It was a mess.
I was super motivated when I got on the train to come home, thinking about spending the night ACCOMPLISHING THINGS, but by the time I GOT home, not so much-- I think I was still in recovery mode. I did: sweep/scrub balcony floor, gathering a bunch of garbage from the patio, throwing out broken pots, etc. Washed dishes and ran dishwasher. Cooked myself dinner like a MoFo Adult. Learned about Beowulf and Zeus and Skull C-Sections with Shovels. Watched an episode of ER and cut out yoke waistband of grey skirt.
So, not toooo bad.
Some day in the next two weeks, I need to also plant a bunch of stuff if I want to have the things growing in the summer. I also need to figure out how they're going to survive while I'm at Shambles -- Amy didn't water my poor strawberries last summer and they didn't ever recover. I need to figure out how to get my squash to actually GROW this year, too - last year I got one bloom on each plant before the vine withered and died. And shouldn't some of these herbs regrow themselves? Gardening would be a lot more enjoyable if I didn't have to start everything from scratch every spring. And I'm still thinking of putting a fig tree on my deck.... The internets says that they thrive in containers because it simulate the rocky conditions they regularly grow in....
I mentioned to my coworkers Thursday that I had a little apartment freezer and it was on my deck, in the context of a conversation about buying things at Costco and needing a big enough freezer but remembering to use everything in the huge freezer, and they totally got stuck on the idea of having a freezer on my deck. "Does your building allow that? Doesn't it use a lot of hydro? What are you going to do in the summer? You live in Surrey, right?" It doesn't seem that odd to me to have a freezer on my patio, Eman has one on his deck, my aunt has one in her garage in Manitoba summers... Am I totally strengthening the Surrey stereotypes?
I like Joe Biden : "No matter what a girl does, no matter how she's dressed, no matter how much she's had to drink - it's never, never, never, never, never OK to touch her without her consent," Mr Biden said in a speech to Yale students.