Ok, so I’m being bad

I arrived at work and immediately got a craving for sushi and a salted caramel chocolate chip cookie, and I’m not even pregnant. At least I don’t think I am.

I’ve had one of those evil cookies in 5 weeks, and I split that over two days. So, I’m letting myself be bad.

I’m blaming the sushi craving on the Wednesday mask I’m wearing today.

Lunch and, of course, I’m having coffee.

My lunch started right at 11:30 am. That’s shocking. Usually, my shift starts at 8:30 am and I get no break at all until 1:00 pm.

Management blames it on the cashier shortage. It’s bullshit.

I finished my sushi and am having a few bites of cookie. It’s 11:55 am, so I don’t have much time.

More later.

It’s 3:19 pm. I clocked out at 3:05. I was bad, but not totally; I only ate half that cookie.

I have a sinus headache. The else is new? It feels like there is a knife in my right eye.

I’m doing my usual hang out fir a little bit in the breakroom before I leave. I don’t think I need anything. Err, well, that I can get here.

Debating calling my orthopedic doc for my shoulder/ upper arm issue. I think I toasted some tendons wearing exercise (pull over) bras for over ten years. Yeah, laugh. It’s pretty hilarious. If it’s weird it happens to me. Plus, I’m kind of a klutz.

Anyway he has this new technique to manage pain with injections. It all came about via stem cells. I have to read more. Let me go pop over to his FB page.

I’ll be back.

PRP Stem Cell Therapy. I hope Florida Blue covers it. Right now I have a lot of health issues on my plate.

See my next blog for info on this interesting therapy.

It’s 3:45. The knife is still in my right eye. I love allergies.

I’m leaving’ this popsicle stand.

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