Linking up with Meghan at Clean Eats, Fast Feets for the weekly roundup of what I got done last week.
It’s been another rough week, so I’m going to try to just do a highlight, a lowlight, and a…really bad thing (if there was one) from the last week.
The Good: My coworker came back from maternity leave, which, in theory, means I’ll be doing less direct patient care, and more catching up on the disaster area that is my office.
The Bad: I don’t actually remember any bad, so Yay!
The Ugly: We now have assigned parking at my apartment complex, and someone—with a parking placard 15 spots away—decided to park in my spot, so when I got home after working 15 1/2 hours, I had to park elsewhere. Luckily, there was an unmarked spot open. This time.
The Good: No work, so feeling sleepy = taking a nap. Also reviewed Things that Happened Before the Earthquake, which wasn’t really my cup of tea. Also read Dumplin’–yes, ALL of it–which was fantastic.
The Bad: Which also meant I wasn’t super productive, nor did I get a run in.
The Ugly: I got my syllabuses for my fall classes, and am now terrified of the classes starting today.
The Good: Pretty productive day at work, even if certain other people have the time management skills of chickens, and assume I’m supposed to pick up their slack. No.
The Bad: Um….see above.
The Ugly: The same…individual…who parked in my spot Monday decided to park there again. Calling a tow truck is an option.
The Good: No work, moderate productivity, and read Side Effects May Vary. Also reviewed If the Creek Don’t Rise.
The Bad: Can’t think of any.
The Ugly: Can’t think of any.
The Good: Ah…it was a pretty good day, and my parking spot was empty when I got home, which was great.
The Bad: My coworkers’ lack of ability to do anything in a reasonable amount of time, making it impossible for me to do my job.
The Ugly: See above.
The Good: Watched The Hitman’s Bodyguard, which was pretty funny, had an awesome burger, and went to church.
The Bad: Got home, to find someone new parking in my spot. When I asked her how long she planned to park there, she said “I was just gonna park here.” Yes, she was aware it wasn’t her spot and we have assigned parking (I asked). When I mentioned that since she parked in my spot, I had to park in someone else’s and my car might get towed–I did not bestow on her the rudeness and attitude she deserved–she did go move her truck. To someone else’s covered spot, which is $150 extra a month. What the crap lady? Why can’t just just park where you’re supposed to?
The Ugly: I do not understand why people think they are entitled to do whatever they want at the expense of someone else. This can be as small as a freaking parking spot, or as large as racism and hate crimes. What is wrong with this world? (Actually, I know the answer to that. I’m just sayin’)
This scene on my morning run. Ran 1.5 miles, and walked with the BFF (who’s training for another Grand Canyon hike next month), for a total of 7.5 miles.
The Bad: Pre-semester panic attack. Normal, but sucky.
The Ugly: Work tomorrow….