I am operating at about 80% full health. I really need to exercise and tomorrow may be the day I do it. Or maybe not. We'll see.
Social Butterfly is doing well; she's certainly eating great, though it looks like we're going to have do the same major-calories-per-day routine we did before to put back on that lost weight. 3,500 calories a day is only fun if you're on vacation and it involves two margaritas and a piece of chocolate cake (stop me if you've heard that one before).
I had a lovely night in Thursday night--Indian takeout and Champagne--with OMomK Thursday night, so that was fun.
I have been taking on small-to-medium projects having to do with our upcoming accreditation visit (Monday and Tuesday). Corporate was a bit behind getting the draft catalog for this year to us, so it needed to be proofed against the syllabi and the big boss (wisely) thought I would be perfect for that job and asked nicely and offered to pay OT, so of course I said yes. I'm fairly sure nobody thought it would take 12 hours, but then I'm not sure they are used to my level of proofreading. In fact I know they're not because a few people were slack-jawed as the read my corrections. "P. 74 VN103 Sentence 3: unneeded comma after the word perform. P. 74 VN104 Sentence 4: Course catalog says perform while syllabus says performs." I left work at 10:35 p.m. exhausted, half-blind and with that weird starving, but not really hungry feeling that comes of having eating Chex mix and Reese's peanut butter cups for supper.
My sister-in-law from Minnesota has been trying to get to San Diego since the wee hours of this morning because a family friend that was more like a grandfather to her passed away (not unexpectedly, but still sad) and finally, with weather delays, mechanical failures and who knows what else it became apparent Los Angeles was as far as she was going to get today, so her brother (not hubs, but another one) is going to get her tonight as he's an hour closer to L.A. than we are. Mr. Fix-it will bring her south in the morning. While I feel her pain, it has been somewhat entertaining to watch this Planes, Trains and Automoblies experience unfold on Facebook. Not so much if you're living it, I'm sure.
Mr. Fix-it came home from Salt Lake City under the weather himself and I hope we're not in vicious pass-it-back-and-forth cycle, cause I really don't feel like going down again. Plus, we are getting way behind on our movie viewing and the Oscars are on the way.
That's my week in review; I've got bigger, more existential thoughts swirling, but I'm still too tired to write-write.