Blood Pressure

Is your blood pressure always this high? I told the nurse I had just had coffee and confessed moments later to the doctor when he asked the same question that today marked my first day as unemployed. The word “unemployed” alone strikes terror in my heart, along with words like, “lump”, “oops” and the question “who is your insurance carrier?”

I quit my job on my own accord. Time to try something new... like figure out why my blog wont post, why my dog makes such gross noises when she chews on her bone and why I don’t have a lime in my Corona. It’s 2:30 pm and I need to A) clean my house before I B) chill out after my tonsils are removed. The doc said it’s a 10-day recovery, but already, I have reports that it’s “not that bad.” I’ve got a prescription of two painkillers and three additional meds I’m supposed to take; and all this just when I thought I could take a month off to relax!

You know how, when you work a 9-5 you think of all the cool things you could be doing if you were at home/ in Tahoe/ on the beach in France? Well, (and I’ve only had one day to explore this, but) it’s all true. I slept in today! Then at 9:00 B, my husband, dragged me out of bed, seducing me with “Let’s go get coffee!”

B works from home and has a regimented schedule because he’s a busy guy and our pets can be a bit high-maintenance. Maverick, our Hahns Macaw squawks loudly while we’re on the phone, which is unbelievably rude of us. Muppet a.k.a. the cutest dog in the universe needs attention too. She’s a peppy Welsh terrier and looooves tugging on her rope with B. She’s a happy diversion and an annoying time suck.

Time to go reorganize my life, but first, where’s that lime?