Monday I hauled over half a ton of copy paper all the way through a bank to thier storage room . . . many, many long strenuous trips.

Tuesday I slipped on the ice.

Today I was behind all day because I had to go 45 minutes out of my way to deliver ONE catalogue.

On the plus side, my armpit seems fine.


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 Those who know my lovely wife already know the hell she went through last night.  What was so nasty about it for me was sitting there, watching her getting hurt, and nothing to do but send her positive energy.  She's way too precious for that kind of shit.  I can't believe I brought this crud into the house for her to get infected with.  What this ( Read more... )

 The gross shit is back.  On Tuesday I take the last of my antibiotics that was supposed to ensure my staph infection was knocked out for good.  Friday night I'm back in Urgent care showing my armpits to a new group of medicals so they can put me on a fourth antibiotic prescription.  But the kicker is that now Luka's got it too, and it hurts.  Call ( Read more... )

 First day back at work was not at all what I expected.  Shame on me.  Obviously I was expecting an apathetic if not down right malicious world.  One of the things I try my best to do is admit when I'm wrong, and boy, was I wrong today.

From the time I walked into the shop everyone I saw took the moment to check in with me and see how I was doing.  ( Read more... )

 I'm not used to taking sick days.  I'm not even sure what to do with them.  Aside from letting large bearded men with visible Harley tattoos shave my armpit, I find myself at a loss in terms of what to do with myself.  Luckily, my Lovely Wife has plenty of D&D characters for me to draw and play with, and that's what I spent the whole day doing.  ( Read more... )