I survived 6-6-06. Didn’t really spend the day under my desk, but seriously thought about it. I really expected something strange or bad to happen and was pleasantly surprised when it didn’t. Kind of like all the hoopla around Y2K . . . all worried that something was going to go "boom" and then very happy when it didn’t.
Hubby’s shingles are getting better. Or, at least, the meds are working. He still has some pain, but not as bad as it was and he’s able to sleep at night. Great relief to him. Not so much for me because the pain meds make him snore more than usual. But then he says I snore, too, so I guess that makes us even.
My cold/allergy thing is some better. I don’t have the coughing fits too often. Usually when I laugh or first thing in the morning or when I go to bed at night. Still drinking a bunch of water and eating way too many cough drops. Don’t see the need for the cough syrup if the cough drops will help.
Saw something today on my walk from the parking garage to the office that made me think . . . there was a "Student Driver" sign on the city bus that drove past me. For some reason, the thought of a student driver on a city transit bus scares the crap out of me.
Took Luci for a walk last night after a rainstorm that went through the area. It was funny to watch her check out the storm drains and the puddles in the sidewalk. The sound of the water going into the storm drain spooked her a little bit, but that didn’t stop her from sniffing it to see what it was. Yes, she wanted to play in every puddle that she saw. She’s very charming when we’re out walking. She’ll sit calmly and look oh so pretty when we stop to talk to the neighbors. They comment on what a pretty and well-behaved dog she is. I try not to laugh . . . the minute we get home and I take off the leash, she’s leaping around the yard like a little ballerina and running after Blacky. I don’t take Blacky on the walks because of Blacky’s arthritis. The vet has recommended that I don’t force exercise on Blacky – let him do what he’s comfortable doing. If he went walking with me and Luci, he’d try his best to keep up and end up stiff and sore the next day because of it.
I’m taking Friday and Monday off so I’m trying to get stuff cleaned up so I can leave the office with a clean desk . . . and a clean conscience. So far, so good. But I’ve still got 5 hours until the end of the day!!