Thursday, March 7, 2019

The Steroid Chronicles

This week has been interesting.

March 4, 2019

Today was a long day, but since I try to find the good in every day, I’m happy to report that my second test for mono came back negative. I’ve apparently just had the same sinus infection (interrupted temporarily by a bout of flu) for about 7 weeks.

March 5, 2019

Taking steroids for allegies...
Fun fact #1: there is no sleep. None.
Fun fact #2: munchies. All the munchies.
Fun fact #3: I was still awake at 4:30 am this morning. Meticulously planning how to build a dream home out of shipping containers, with occasional interruption by thoughts of Blue Bell ice cream.
Fun fact #4: I didn't pig out on Blue Bell because I was too tired (but not too asleep) to get out of bed....and because I don't actually have any Blue Bell in the freezer.
Fun fact #5 (added later): there was a box of Little Debbie snacks in the pantry that I totally forgot about. Thank goodness.

March 6, 2019, approximately 9:45 am

I had to share this on Facebook. Too good to keep to myself.

March 6, 2019, approximately 9:45 pm

I just watched 90 minutes of shipping container house videos on YouTube so that I can finish designing my imaginary new home while I’m not sleeping tonight. I needed a few more ideas to maximize storage and natural lighting.

I also put that box of Little Debbie snacks in the trunk of my car so that I don’t add “sugar high” to my already impressive list of maladies that will keep me awake tonight...a list that includes, but is in no way limited to:

  1. Steroid buzz
  2. Final Countdown by Europe on infinite mental repeat
  3. Trying to remember the name of that guy from that show

I even put a pad of grid paper, a pencil, eraser, and ruler on the nightstand in case my upcycled home designs deserve further review later. I might come up with a million dollar idea. Or I might go nuts. Odds are an even 50/50 at this point.

March 7, approximately 9:45 am again

I still can't remember the name of that guy from that show. 

I left my phone in the car at work this morning. I took a quick break just now to fetch it. By campus standards, I park really close to my office. By lazy girl standards, it was a long walk. I got to the car, saw the phone through the window, tried to find the clicker to unlock the door...but there was no clicker. I had my office keys in my hand. I left my car keys at my desk. Lack of sleep is making me forgetful, but at least my Fitbit is getting some action.

Also, this video was in my 90-minute YouTube binge last night, even though it has nothing to do with storage containers. It brought a fun twist to my insomnia-induced-architecture last night.

On the positive side, I've gotten a ton of stuff done. My apartment is cleaner than it's been in awhile, not that that's saying much. The kitchen looks empty. I need to go to the grocery store because I'm running out of food due to the munchies. (Yes, I still have those Little Debbie snacks in the trunk of the car. I can't be trusted with middle of the night access to them yet.)

I still have TWO NIGHTS left in this steroid prescription. I will finally be chemically balanced enough to doze like the lazy girl I am...just in freaking time for the daylight savings weekend that takes away an hour of sleep. Super.

Tuesday, February 19, 2019

Amazon and the Sunday Lunch Crowd

Warning: rant ahead.

One of the unexpected perks of living in Lubbock is that we have an Amazon “store” - an Amazon location where we send our Amazon purchases to wait in a safe location until we come pick them up. No more worries of porch pirates!

However, the Amazon is in a little strip of shops and restaurants with a TINY parking lot. I had planned to pick up my package today after our movie let out, which coincidentally let out around the time most churches let out. (We don’t call our Sunday movie group Movie Church for nothing.) Between Torchy’s on the east end and Tikka Shack on the west, those hungry churchgoers took up EVERY parking spot, even the three in front of Amazon!!!! It’s only three spots. They could have left us those three spots.

Surely there’s a Bible verse about not blocking your fellow man from receiving their worldly goods or something. 

Now I have to go back to try again after work tomorrow. I’m hoping all those restaurant patrons are all at Chick-fil-A since it won’t be Sunday and they can eat God’s chicken again. Wish me luck.