Three things for Sunday
28 Jan 2024 16:211. I made an appointment for when I get back to see about weight loss drugs. I don't know how this is going to go... I don't have a regular person, don't do screenings, avoid doctors like the plague.
2. I'm reading an actual paper book. I've read a few recently, but they've been daytime books, this is an in-bed book (I prefer to read non-fiction while sitting up, so I pay attention in a way I don't need to with fantasy, LOL). I noticed two things. One, it's big and bulky and annoying compared to my kindle. This... chilled me to the bone. When I'm reading the paper book, my eyes go straight to the right page, and I have to remind myself that no, eyes need to go read the left side page in a real-life book. Ugh. I never EVER thought that would EVER in ANY WAY be something my brain would have to use extra processing on.
3. Ugh. Linnea is down for the weekend -that's a good thing and Anne-Chloe came over for brunch so we had all three kids for that- but her train back to B'ham was cancelled because of mudslides on the line. Fine, that happens. There will be buses, Amtrak says, but they will be "late". How late? Because the last time, it was two hours late and we sat at the station waiting and waiting and waiting, we could have more easily driven Perry (at the time, iirc) up. So, ugh. Really don't want to just hang out at the station with no info.
2. I'm reading an actual paper book. I've read a few recently, but they've been daytime books, this is an in-bed book (I prefer to read non-fiction while sitting up, so I pay attention in a way I don't need to with fantasy, LOL). I noticed two things. One, it's big and bulky and annoying compared to my kindle. This... chilled me to the bone. When I'm reading the paper book, my eyes go straight to the right page, and I have to remind myself that no, eyes need to go read the left side page in a real-life book. Ugh. I never EVER thought that would EVER in ANY WAY be something my brain would have to use extra processing on.
3. Ugh. Linnea is down for the weekend -that's a good thing and Anne-Chloe came over for brunch so we had all three kids for that- but her train back to B'ham was cancelled because of mudslides on the line. Fine, that happens. There will be buses, Amtrak says, but they will be "late". How late? Because the last time, it was two hours late and we sat at the station waiting and waiting and waiting, we could have more easily driven Perry (at the time, iirc) up. So, ugh. Really don't want to just hang out at the station with no info.