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Dec. 6th, 2019 02:47 pmOne of my co-workers brought in a radio and have decided to play a Xmas music radio station all day every day.
I have already heard three different versions of "I'll be home for Christmas" today and it's not even noon. Kill me now.
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Mine is not a household that has a ton of executive function. Mostly I rely on building routines to get me through the week and since most of those routines are based around "get the meat-suit to job place every day so they will continue to pay me and I can continue living indoors" it tends to fall apart around Vacations. I can set myself up with routines without an external employer no problem, it just takes me more than two weeks.
That's a long-ass way to say that I didn't get much accomplished on my vacation other than catch up on my sleep.
One thing I did accomplish was to buy a new second-hand stove that is considerably less old and decrepit than our old second-hand stove. All the burners work and the door even closes. It's a Christmas miracle.
I also managed to get a really really bad cold that moved into my lungs in the second week. Yay asthma. Yesterday my face started hurting in the way that usually means a sinus infection on top of that so I went to the walk-in clinic. Doctor took a milli-second look up my nose and said, "Oh WOW," which is not something you ever really want to hear a doctor say. So now I have a bottle of what the doctor told me are the latest superstar big-guns antibiotics and they are seriously the biggest pills I have ever seen. He also gave me a script for antihistamines that are stronger than the over the counter ones I've been taking for the cat allergy.
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Two more deaths this month in my extended family. Not unexpected, but still. 2019 can suck a dick.
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Now I'm listening to "Santa Baby". Excuse me, I'm going to go remove my eardrums with a spoon.
I have already heard three different versions of "I'll be home for Christmas" today and it's not even noon. Kill me now.
Mine is not a household that has a ton of executive function. Mostly I rely on building routines to get me through the week and since most of those routines are based around "get the meat-suit to job place every day so they will continue to pay me and I can continue living indoors" it tends to fall apart around Vacations. I can set myself up with routines without an external employer no problem, it just takes me more than two weeks.
That's a long-ass way to say that I didn't get much accomplished on my vacation other than catch up on my sleep.
One thing I did accomplish was to buy a new second-hand stove that is considerably less old and decrepit than our old second-hand stove. All the burners work and the door even closes. It's a Christmas miracle.
I also managed to get a really really bad cold that moved into my lungs in the second week. Yay asthma. Yesterday my face started hurting in the way that usually means a sinus infection on top of that so I went to the walk-in clinic. Doctor took a milli-second look up my nose and said, "Oh WOW," which is not something you ever really want to hear a doctor say. So now I have a bottle of what the doctor told me are the latest superstar big-guns antibiotics and they are seriously the biggest pills I have ever seen. He also gave me a script for antihistamines that are stronger than the over the counter ones I've been taking for the cat allergy.
Two more deaths this month in my extended family. Not unexpected, but still. 2019 can suck a dick.
Now I'm listening to "Santa Baby". Excuse me, I'm going to go remove my eardrums with a spoon.