I haven’t been lost in the pink fog again – haha! I’ve been driving to Fremont every day for work. About the only new thing I’ve learned is that there is way too much roadkill between here and there. I’ve taken just about every imaginable way to work in the past 3 weeks and the amount of roadkill is unimaginable! If they could just use the stuff for some useful purpose… Ick. I felt bad yesterday when I saw a dead kitty near Bennington, otherwise it’s just gross. I never knew there were so many possum and raccoon between here and there. Not to mention the skunks! The only thing worse than hitting a skunk yourself it hitting it for about the 100th time and the stink follows you around for the next 2 days. That’s just wrong.
I should be getting my computer tomorrow. Hopefully. I was supposed to get it today, but MIS Steve called me at 1:30 (I was supposed to leave at 2:30) he called to say the computer wasn’t ready – he had found some kind of glitch. Hello. They’ve known that I was going home to work this Friday for three weeks and on Thursday afternoon they’re still getting it ready? Well, for whatever reason it wasn’t good to go, something about not being able to get the VPN to work, so hopefully it will be ready in the morning and I can get home and get it set up early in the day. I know there’ll be problems, there always are when setting up a new computer and since no one working weekends is familiar with the MT side of things, I have to get it done tomorrow before 5, so the guys can help me if need be. I hope things go relatively smooth and I’m up and working before afternoon! Wish me luck.
I went to the doctor today. I’m still having a rumbly tummy and sore back. She thinks I have an ulcer (NO! How did THAT happen?) and if the other things don’t straighten out with the medicine she gave me, or all the blood work, etc., don’t show something, then I have to have another colonoscopy. Yippee. That’s my kind of fun. NOT. I just had one 3 years ago. I’m still supposed to be good for another 7 years. Somebody explain this to my body because I really, really, really do not want to have another colonoscopy. The procedure is a breeze, no problem whatsoever (thank you Versed) but the prep is the most awful thing I’ve ever had to do in my life (other than being married to my ex…) The taste is just awful and you have to drink a gallon of this stuff – I’m not kidding. The last time I only gagged down, literally, about half of it before my body absolutely refused to tolerate any more. Steve managed to get his whole gallon down – I have to give him credit for that, but I couldn’t do it then and I doubt I can do it now. The memory is still to fresh. I’d rather give birth than have to drink that stuff again. GoLYTELY is what it’s called, and IMHO it should be called GoEXPLOSIVELY – once you manage to drink it. Yuck. I’m about sick just thinking about it. (shudder)
On that cheerful note, I’m going to go to bed. Steve, the mighty hunter, is off stalking Bambi until Monday and I’m having doubts that I’ll hear the alarm in the morning. I usually sleep right through it. Of course, now that I’m worried I won’t hear it, I probably won’t be able to sleep… On top of that Ruger is Nervous Nellie tonight because Steve’s not here and I guess he thinks he’s the man of the house, so he’ll be up all night wandering around the bedroom, pacing… It’s going to be a long night.