Breakfast: Eggs
Lunch: Frozen chicken pecan thing, 8 ounce can of pineapple, cuppy thing of applesauce
Dinner: Japanese
Busy day at work, and less time than usual for lunch, so that was wolfed down posthaste. Two less than sane clients, but both are harmless. It is just so frustrating to know that there are always going to be people that I am unable to help. One of them is now convinced that she can get a job that requires specific certification without having to actually take the training and pass the certification testing. I did not even try to disavow her of that notion. It would have made absolutely no difference, and so I saved myself the heartbreak of trying to help her with this hurdle. I know that she will be back and I know how unlikely it is that I will be able to help her then.
I was able to go to fiber club after and finally finished the tiny sweater. I crocheted a nice collar on it and finally gave up with half of the top row to do because I simply could not see those teeny stitches. I left early to get home and detoured to my favorite place and had a quick and satisfying dinner. No extras, no fruit for dessert, no tea, nothing, just an entree and I was out of there. I wanted to stop at the pharmacy on the way home, but sort of crashed and by the time I got here I was done, and well done at that.
Straight to bed. And, just my luck at trying to post during the changes. Not sure I like all of them, but it is pointless to worry about something over which I have no control...just like everything else. Rats, the location thingy is broken. Great.
There must be a GP in here someplace.
Lunch: Frozen chicken pecan thing, 8 ounce can of pineapple, cuppy thing of applesauce
Dinner: Japanese
Busy day at work, and less time than usual for lunch, so that was wolfed down posthaste. Two less than sane clients, but both are harmless. It is just so frustrating to know that there are always going to be people that I am unable to help. One of them is now convinced that she can get a job that requires specific certification without having to actually take the training and pass the certification testing. I did not even try to disavow her of that notion. It would have made absolutely no difference, and so I saved myself the heartbreak of trying to help her with this hurdle. I know that she will be back and I know how unlikely it is that I will be able to help her then.
I was able to go to fiber club after and finally finished the tiny sweater. I crocheted a nice collar on it and finally gave up with half of the top row to do because I simply could not see those teeny stitches. I left early to get home and detoured to my favorite place and had a quick and satisfying dinner. No extras, no fruit for dessert, no tea, nothing, just an entree and I was out of there. I wanted to stop at the pharmacy on the way home, but sort of crashed and by the time I got here I was done, and well done at that.
Straight to bed. And, just my luck at trying to post during the changes. Not sure I like all of them, but it is pointless to worry about something over which I have no control...just like everything else. Rats, the location thingy is broken. Great.
There must be a GP in here someplace.
Blogger was not about to let me comment on Day 61 so I resorted to Day 60.
ReplyDeleteJudsie I just love your mind! As a volunteer and giver for most of my adult life I so agree with what you are saying. Enough said.
Also just saying, I love your GP's.
Have a great weekend!
Cheers, Karen near Gympie
Thanks. If everyone did their little part (the pittances that pile up and that are able to do something great), we would have such a nice world.
ReplyDeleteYou know, everyone has the opportunity to see the dramatic stuff on the world stage, but it is more difficult to see the smaller, but equally dramatic issues in their own back yard, the people and issues for which even the smallest donation of time or other resources can make an enormous difference and improvement.
Blogger has been wonky for everyone, with all of the changeovers. I wonder what the re-branding process still has in store for us. I am already missing the duplication of options (slacker that I am) and the absence of auto-saving. Alas. :0\
I love the GPs, too. There are days when they seem to be my only pleasure, you know?