Life Updates

It’s been a week. Many things going on, but I’m managing to keep everything in control.

Mom had her knee replacement surgery just over a week ago. Her initial recovery and intake into the assisted skilled care facility was rough. She had a couple low days and I was really worried. But she seems to have rebounded a bit now.

Her physical therapy has been going decently and they’re really working her, with the eye on getting her back home as soon as possible. I’ll be visiting this weekend, just to do a physical check on her, get her anything she may need, and to see her for Mother’s Day.

This week at work had been weird, but good. It’s finally dawning on me that I’m leaving- although they are gonna wring every last bit of work out of me possible before I go. next week Thursday is my last day.

Everyone has been coming in to wish me well and to say the company is really going to miss me. I guess it’s nice to know that in the end they think I was important.

I’ve had one exit interview— another one scheduled today. And I’ve already started training my replacement. So… busy times.

I started the clean out process at work too. I’ve nuked old emails. Pitched ancient paper files that I haven’t looked at in years. Recycled old samples. And taken some of my books home. Next week Tuesday I’ll get the rest.

Noom is still going well. I’m at a weight loss plateau right now, which I knew was coming. But I’ve also made really good progress and am happy with everything so far. I’m down nearly 30 lbs at this point- and two belt notches. All my clothes feel better.

Weather here kind of sucks. I need it to warm up. I rode my bike into work today, but it was only 39°. Brrrrr! But it’s exercise, and man do I love my bike. I’m sad that I won’t be able to ride to work with the new job.

About cb

Nickname: Munt Measurements: 45 B, 34, 38(?) Ambition: to be the best human ever! Turn ons: long walks on the beach, romantic dinners, porn, rainbows, cock Turn offs: bad smell face, men who are full of themselves, dead puppies, popcorn, sadness
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