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Jun. 12th, 2014 09:23 pmDay 2, in which we whine.
Due to the awesome effects of gravity, my toes have turned a mottled purple. I decided I couldn't wait until Monday to resolve the weird burning blistery feeling in my heel, which I suspect is from rubbing around inside the cast and hurts so much more than the actual break/bruise. So I go in tomorrow late morning, and then if I'm still too swollen for a walking cast, again monday late morning.
I had my second and third experiences with Uber today. The very first time, Abundance and I took a car to North Station, a terrifying ride with a woman who not only didn't know her way around, but also didn't know how to drive a car or follow her own GPS. The second time, this morning, was with an amazing man named Anthony, who was everything I could have possibly wanted in a car service. The third time, we veered back into the arena of the truly awful. I'm pretty sure the woman took the same wrong turn twice, we ended up crossing the river three times (rather than the traditional once) and in general just seemed confused and uncertain. I like the idea of Uber, if not the reality so far, I'll probably continue to gather some more data before I make a final judgement.
The reason for the cab was that I went into work for the first time this week today, spent much of the afternoon kneeling on my chair with the knee of the busted leg and scooting myself around the office. (the printer, the photocopier and the mail area all being in different parts of my office.) I ended up exhausted, and I'm still not caught up.
I'm so in the weeds at work I don't know how to talk about it, but I keep talking about it anyway Things are currently both overwhelming and uninteresting, and I'm at that part where I'm so far behind that I can't pinpoint where to start digging, and I have crappy triage skills because at least in this realm, I'm usually entirely on top of everything
Maybe tomorrow I'll try to figure out how to clean while standing on one leg. Or how to bake. Or how to cope with just about anything. Or maybe I'll just snap and chew my leg off. Good times.
Due to the awesome effects of gravity, my toes have turned a mottled purple. I decided I couldn't wait until Monday to resolve the weird burning blistery feeling in my heel, which I suspect is from rubbing around inside the cast and hurts so much more than the actual break/bruise. So I go in tomorrow late morning, and then if I'm still too swollen for a walking cast, again monday late morning.
I had my second and third experiences with Uber today. The very first time, Abundance and I took a car to North Station, a terrifying ride with a woman who not only didn't know her way around, but also didn't know how to drive a car or follow her own GPS. The second time, this morning, was with an amazing man named Anthony, who was everything I could have possibly wanted in a car service. The third time, we veered back into the arena of the truly awful. I'm pretty sure the woman took the same wrong turn twice, we ended up crossing the river three times (rather than the traditional once) and in general just seemed confused and uncertain. I like the idea of Uber, if not the reality so far, I'll probably continue to gather some more data before I make a final judgement.
The reason for the cab was that I went into work for the first time this week today, spent much of the afternoon kneeling on my chair with the knee of the busted leg and scooting myself around the office. (the printer, the photocopier and the mail area all being in different parts of my office.) I ended up exhausted, and I'm still not caught up.
I'm so in the weeds at work I don't know how to talk about it, but I keep talking about it anyway Things are currently both overwhelming and uninteresting, and I'm at that part where I'm so far behind that I can't pinpoint where to start digging, and I have crappy triage skills because at least in this realm, I'm usually entirely on top of everything
Maybe tomorrow I'll try to figure out how to clean while standing on one leg. Or how to bake. Or how to cope with just about anything. Or maybe I'll just snap and chew my leg off. Good times.
