Sunday in the Park without George

Sunday Morning. Another weekend gone.

I'm out of salt for my water softner. I've known for quite some time, that my level is low.....just failed to purchase any.

I'm avoiding life. Attempting my darndest, and here it is Sunday, and not much progress has made. Should look at my scheduel to figure out the week-- Thanksgiving, already. Didn't I just carve a few pumpkins?

Work scheduel around Thanksgiving is impossible. Not sure what I am going to do for Thanksgiving plans. There are options, and I should make up my mind.....I'll wait till Wednesday night-- don't want to rush into anything.

Had a decent time last night with the boys @ the blue palace. Went out for Viet. food prior, although it wasn't that good.

If the weather holds out, I must make a final attempt of cleaning up the yard, before the weather changes.....

Yesterday morning, it snowed. Just enough to leave a mark for an hour. I danced in the flakes.

Lost

Ever have the feeling that you lost something? Not sure where to find it, or what exactly it is that you lost?

Whatever it was, the car keys, the note you wrote yourself, your favorite book, is gone, and one can't find it?

Saw Caleb at the gym this morning. Someone must mention to him that he has toothpicks for legs. As a new resident on board at the WFMC, he's struggling. I should of gave him the olive branch, and said hello. He looked so "spaced". We havn't been properly introduced-----that will come in time.

I'm still a little upsett at myself in regards to Dr. D's pt. I failed to follow a simple order, and he wasn't too happy in the morning. He also spent a record 1.2 seconds in which he covered not only the Crimean war, but the sodium/phosphate interchange in cellular structor, with the patient. I don't think she caught a word of it.

I've had this feeling that I lost something. Something was changing, and I couldn't put a grip on it.....

I weighed myself after my workout. I lost 3 lbs.