TGIF Plus I get along weekend. Party like a rockstar!
It’s totally insane that I still get nervous before meetings that I am facilitating, even when I feel fully prepared. I’ve been doing this shit for years. I think I need one million milligrams of Prozac per day – then I’ll be dead and everything will be alright.
Our lessons learned session went well, I was really happy with the turnout and participation. Now I have a tonne of notes to filter through and follow up items to follow up on – which is great. This means that I’m not wasting time just capturing lessons, we are actually going to apply the lessons we’ve learned. Hooray! NASA has an extensive lessons learned database that I need to check out to get some ideas.
My coworker in Belarus, said that he notices I will always start to lose my voice towards the end of meetings – he told me about these breathing exercises and speaking from your belly – speaking like a singer sings puts less stress on your vocal chords. He said to Google it for details.
The lone frisbee player was in the field again this morning. Then this girl was walking towards him and right after she passed him she started running – She could have been late for something but I rather imagine that her internal 3F (fight, flight, freeze) alarm went off and since it was only the two of them in the field, she didn’t want to hang around longer that she had to.
Yesterday I started making my green smoothies again. Why did I stop? Good question. I used to be able to blend up veggies (kale, spinach mostly, sometimes celery), including ginger with just water but my taste buds have changed. I took a gulp and gagged, my mouth was like “no effin’ way am I swallowing that!” Now I have to start all over again, slowly removing the fruit – Of course, eating gummy bears isn’t helping. The one I made this morning was good – almond milk, pineapple juice, kale, spinach and ginger. Yum! (there’s a party in my tummy, so yummy – that’s from a show the kids used to watch)
I wonder if I’m diabetic? My doctor did a full workup on me before prescribing Prozac – she seemed surprised at how healthy I was. I always feel like there’s stuff going on inside my body and it’s not going to get caught until it’s too late – when I’m getting my autopsy. (you should watch, The Autopsy of Jane Doe (2017))
My doctor doesn’t know how to handle it. I’ll be like, “Do you think I need an xray, ct scan, MRI, ultrasound, asylum.” (I’m joking about the last one). She tells me that doing lots of testing isn’t recommended unless there is something that’s going on, prompting the need for the test. And I’m like, “But you won’t know unless you look.” But she said there are tell tale signs of infections, like fevers, enlarged lymph nodes, weight loss. I don’t have any of those.
Ever so often, some random disease will pop into my head and I start wondering how much longer I have on the planet. Keeps me on my toes 🙂
I’m gonna go watch Silence of the Lambs (1991) with the fam! Matt’s making brownies. And André’s bugging me about getting more protein powder. I said, “Where are you with getting that job dude?”
The next time someone tells you, “Go fly a kite!” Do it! Just make sure you’re not close to any power lines first.
Feature Photo Credit: @Leo via Twenty20 (btw – those pills look very similar to mine)
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