Today 3Dec2023: Sunday

It is another working day at the shoe company as we install and start the huge data conversions for the project. The project plan is now in its fifth week, with another four weeks to go! All the weekends in December and many in January are consumed by the go-live for the project. So this Sunday, I woke at 7:30AM and started my first meeting at 8:05 and then the status meeting at 8:35, which quickly completed (and created more alignment meetings I was not party to with those dreaded words, “We’ll take that off-line”). With the meetings done, I found swedish meatballs, frozen, from IKEA and even the gravy packet. I heated the oven and followed the instructions. And soon had meatballs, IKEA, for breakfast with gravy (I even had the heavy cream today). I did not eat all of them (remembering my A1C), but they were good, with the rest waiting for another lunch or dinner. Meatballs go with NYC bagels (thanks, Joyce and Smiths-Krammers) with liberal coffee (down to my last pack–ordering more).

I wrote the blog as I watched and followed along at work. This makes writing slow, and I did not get the blog out until after 11AM. I finally showered, dressed, and all of that. My left foot, while still sore sometimes, is much improved, and my Zoom Air shoes are working.

While there was yet-another-kerfuffle (YAK) at work, and leadership was unhappy as the issue seemed a repeat, I had no tasks and decided to head out and acquire some groceries. Something I have been ignoring, but running out of toilet paper was a deciding factor. I also called Mom Wild and again wished her a Happy Birthday. She was well and happy to get another call. We agreed it is good to celebrate for more than one day, anyway.

I reached Whole Foods. I like their meats and produce as they last longer and seem better than our nearby Safeway. I had actually written out a shopping list and found everything I needed and some extras. I felt strange not buying flowers for Susie, but I did find a tiny tree for myself. You can no longer accuse me of not having a tree and not having the Christmas spirit. It looks great in Air Volvo! I also got a spicy sandwich at the deli for lunch with a six grams of sugar (a teaspoon) drink (remembering my A1C). I ate most of the sandwich–it was an excellent meaty sandwich, but I will not go that way again.

I headed to Trader Joe’s to discover all those great items I forgot I needed. I filled two bags of the good items. I also found some items for Corwin, I usually pick him up some special items when he lived with us. I still get them. They also had some Papel Estate wine, excellent, for under $20–perfect. I passed on the Medoc for $42, but it was hard not to select it–I am a fan of Medoc. Recommended (a Roman grape that has survived to wonder times).

So, with the cargo hold nearly full of goodies, Air Volvo carried me back to the house. Once there, I unloaded my treasures, put them away, and returned to following along at work. YAK was still bouncing around on email and Slack updates. No new YAK had yet been identified. I read my new games from Avalanche Press. I have a new Jutland and Russo-Japanese War games, their second editions. While I am not sure I would play these, the scenarios and text from Mike Bennighof, Ph.D., are worth the price.

At 4:35 was the new shift status meeting, another Zoom call. I attended and resisted saying much. I did not want to YAK on me! The same YAK was still having issues surprising me. I was able to end my shift, keeping my tourist status.

I made a salad for dinner. I thought Corwin was coming by to pick up his stuff, and I might buy him dinner, but he was delayed. This was better for my A1C anyway.

I watched the waters rise and fall as we had flooding, but the water came and left. The water in my backyard went to four inches before draining away. There is a large puddle still as not all of it can drain.

I baked a chocolate peppermint loaf (not so good for the A1C), did the dishes, and cleaned up the kitchen a bit. I also watched an episode of The Witcher on Netflix. I liked it.

Richard has been texting us fixes to the rules of the game we played, Nucleaum. We are still learning it and made some basic errors that I think made it easier to play. It looks like the game is meaner and more like the board game Brass.

Corwin is drinking at Dr. Feelgood, and I have been invited to join them. It is late now, but if the bar does not close at 9PM, I make it. The loaf is cooling.

Thanks for reading. Sorry if this seems rushed at the end; it is.