Last night was a rough night! I was up twice, once at 12:30 and again at 3:30 to drain my bladder—weird how I don’t really pee any more I drain my bladder( with the catheter, remember?) Really draining the ladder is the same as peeing even if the product is the same—anyway, maybe too much information. The point is I did not get as much sleep as I apparently needed to feel decent today.
I often wonder as I wait for the train, and now the bus and the train. “what is there was a doughnut place near by? I am probably lucky there is not but sometime that sugar joint would be nice until I can get to them office and get coffee made and get my self ‘pepped up. I needed something: dozing waiting for the train and on the way into the city.
Imagine my relief when I got to work and found the box of cookies brought in late Thursday afternoon by one of the local hotels the office uses to put consumers from month to month. I really thought the cookies were goners. I really thought staff would take them home if not them then maybe the cleaning people but no did and there the cookies were the first thing this morning, quietly sitting in their box, where they have rested since Thursday—dried and crisp a perfect cooking since I am the only staff which will eat food that old.
So, I am still groggy and I think the grogginess will remain with me for remainder of the day. I just have to pace myself to get through—return letters and starting writing “thank “you letters for the next interviews for Access Utah. It’s going to be a long afternoon but just knowing there are cookies in the back makes all the difference
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