Another runup to the weekend...

[torquill]

It's going to be another one of those weekends. Work tomorrow (and I have acupuncture scheduled too, which I'm loath to cancel considering my state of health); Nick's family holiday party Saturday afternoon and Gaskell's in the evening; work Sunday. I may not be in to work on Monday, but by Tuesday I expect to be in, scheduled or not.

Which means if I'm going to make and can more soup, do bills, do the last of my holiday shopping, and bake anything, I have today to do it. Whee. I have beans soaking on the stove, since bean soup is the easiest to put together -- much as I want more chicken soup, I'll have to make do with cock-a-leekie and any chicken/wild rice I didn't give to knaveofhearts. The beef with barley will have to wait until after Christmas, I guess.

I'm not looking forward to work, though I normally do. Saturday is still lingering in my mind, and I'm sure the shoppers will get more dollops of stupid as we get closer to Christmas. I just hope I can get somebody to relieve me before I start screaming at the sixth car in ten minutes that decides that I'm too slow and dashes into cross-traffic.

I'm a little draggy today, must stay focused. At least my neck isn't giving me as much grief as I expected... sleeping on knaveofhearts' floor was several magnitudes better (and warmer) than if I had slept in the car. Thanks, boyo... I know you feel like leaving me out there wasn't an option, but I'm still grateful. Dealing with me when I'm unable to talk isn't fun or easy, and makes many people uncomfortable if not downright helpless; you handled it quite well.

Now I have to convince my dad that just because I wasn't able to drive home last night does not mean I'm about to keel over and die. I'm okay now. Really.

Comments

[knaveofhearts.livejournal.com]

The big discussion wasn't car versus floor, it was bed versus floor -- I regretfully conceded that I should take the bed since I'm the one who had to work today. As for dealing with folks who are in that position, I have a little experience with it and a pragmatic point of view: if I had just "freaked out" instead of dealing, that wouldn't have helped anyone at all. Bah. I am glad that you're feeling better, and I hope to see you at the ball on Saturday.

[luna-torquill.livejournal.com]

Well yes, it was bed versus floor, and I'm glad you came up with a bit of common sense about it. As it was, I hope you weren't cold without the thicker of your blankets.

I had, however, originally figured that if I could just start the car/heater, I could stay out there until I at least warmed up... going inside was a bit ambitious to my mind. You didn't seem to entertain the car idea for very long at all, thus my comment about options.