Long Days

Is it Friday yet??

On the one hand this week is sort of flying by as I've been busy from the time I get up to the time I go to bed. On the other, I feel like I've done 8,000 things, and it's not even Friday yet... ugh.

Tuesday was typical - worked both jobs.

Yesterday (Wednesday) was pretty event heavy. Since my schedule involved more than sitting behind my desk, I tried to dress up a bit - I hate wasting a good outfit on a day when Andy won't see me, lol. So... I took a picture and sent it to him!

Still trying to get used to the ankle boot look

In the middle of Job #1, we all (almost all) had to go to a luncheon for the Arts and Cultural Council Awards. Thrilling.

Michael and Babs

Ellen, Brian, and Katy

Thankfully I was able to request that I have a starch-free lunch, which meant it was small... but at least I wasn't having to stare at starch on my plate that I couldn't have. Even though those types of things aren't my favorite, it was a nice excuse to get out of the office.

After Job #1, I headed to Job #2 to watch a presentation given by Job #1. Did you keep up? Talk about two worlds colliding. It was strange to be in #1 mode at #2, but thankfully Anna and Lisa were there which made everything 1,000 times better. :-) They even played their instruments, which was an extra special treat.

Wes, Lisa, Shannon, and Anna

This whole thing was a networking event - people were pretty chatty.... needless to say I didn't get home until 9:30 at night. Ugh.

So that makes two long days in a row, and today I'll be making it a third - PT this morning, now at Job #1, and working again at Job #2 tonight. Not excited about another late night at Job #2 but I need the extra money, plus since I'll be there I can force myself to do my leg exercises before I head home.

Speaking of my leg... PT this morning was awful. With the MRI results back, my PT guy went to town on my cyst... ultrasound, massage (very painful), followed by a battery charged pad (really weird and excruciatingly painful).

Pad on back of my knee

They put that on me and hooked me up to a torture device that charged the pad for 3 minutes. I felt like I was being stabbed my a tiny knife. It was terrible. And it still hurt once it was fully charged (I had to leave it on for two hours). I whimpered a bit once I left, then immediately called the surgeon's office to try to get this thing taken out asap. I don't want to keep going through this every time I go to PT.