Invaded!

I’ve been invaded by houseflies. I have no idea why, the place is clean and all (and truthfully I’ve *never* been so gross, even at the depths of my long depression, that I had flies) and there’s no stray trash or dead animals scattered about the property that I’ve been able to find. The only thing I can think of is the septic tank is still open, but it doesn’t smell in the apartment, and there aren’t any flies over there even. Crap. Ok, bad choice of words…

Watching Glee right now. Excellent episode in my opinion, but I don’t think they’ve had a bad one yet. A couple of silly ones, but not bad. Watched Criminal Minds earlier, that was a little freaky. Next week’s should be really good.

Tomorrow is the last day before I rotate off for three days. After this down period I’ll be on four day weeks until Christmas at least, maybe the New Year. That kind of sucks since we were told this wouldn’t happen. Repeatedly. By our district manager no less. It seems he was either blowing sunshine up our bums or there are stores out there that are lagging behind on adapting to the new program. I think that the change should only be made in the stores that have not adapted yet, don’t punish us all. I mean, yes, next week I can see four days, Christmas week maybe, and the week prior to inventory, but not the last six weeks of the year just because they are the last six months of the year.

My blood work was screwy again, so now I’ve got to go in and have even *more* blood drawn so they can try to figure out details as to why my liver is misbehaving. I’m pretty sure it’s going to be my meds, they are the reason I have the yearly blood work done anyway. If that’s what it is I’ll ask Dr. K if she can cut my dose back to what it was prior to my breakdown last year, and maybe that will buy me some time. The liver is a remarkable organ. Its ability to heal itself stops just shy of regeneration, but you have to remove the stressor, and maybe even some of the workload for it do be able to heal. i can’t go without the meds though, that just isn’t an option.

Heard through the grapevine that Queeg is divorced now. Either her husband finally had enough or she went nuts again, either way I’m sure he’s probably happier.

Going to head off to bed now. Gonna need my energy tomorrow.

Later!