Weight: 345.8 lbs
( 156.8 kg)
BMI: 44.4
Waist: 58 in (147.3 cm)
WtHr: 78.4%
Breakfast: Bacon and Eggs
Lunch: AI Chili
Dinner: Pork
Steak
Drinks: Sugar Free Monster, Kroger Seltzer, Propel Kiwi
Strawberry, Propel Berry
Keto Week 1 (Day
13)
Sober Month 1 (Day 52)
This week might
not look like it, but my sinuses are telling me that spring is on its
way. Today is up 2.4lbs (1 kg) but I'm pretty sure that is mostly
snot in my head. I'm also a bit frustrated that the waist is up also. But fluctuations happen.
I didn't have
coffee again today as just as I was finishing the bacon and eggs
Roommate came downstairs and announced that his nurse was on the way.
I helped him wrangle his dog into his room but then I had to go to
work.
And good gravy
everybody else came into the store also. I am so glad that nobody
complained to me about it being busy. There's a promotion for 4x Fuel
Points on Friday, the Super Bowl is this weekend, and they're talking
about snow next week. And today was a RUNNER. One of the few times
that it slowed down the store manager came by and told me that as a
Supervisor I really shouldn't be on a register if it was busy. If
it's busy, the Supervisor needs to be supervising. You really can't
be doing your job if you're stuck on a single register. I seriously
wanted to ask her if she was doing drugs. They had one cashier
scheduled, so the only reason that there was more than one register
open because I was on the other one. And for most of the day there
was only one person in the Customer Service Desk. And the only
carryouts were mentally disabled.
This post is not meant to be ablest. Just describing the people that I had to work with today.
One of them is a
shy girl that is almost too scared to put more than one item in the
bag at a time and seems too scared to ask people to help out with
their items. When I have to tell her that she has to go outside to
get carts because she's not going outside with people to bring them
back in she hesitatingly brings in one at a time. She had been making progress, but I guess that she's been overwhelmed lately.
And the other
was the guy that constantly talks, he always talks, talk the entire
time, whenever he works he's always talking, he talks for hours at a
time. There's no point in trying to converse with him, he's not
talking to you, he's just talking. He was pacing back and forth upset
that they were making him turn in his vacation request. He's not
going on vacation right now. But they're forcing him to fill out the vacation form for
the year. He spent five hours pacing around the front of the store
chanting about how he filled out the vacation form. I was trying to
get him to bag anything. But he was too busy talking about going on
vacation. He has vacation time, he filled out the vacation form.
I was glad that I found a serving of the AI chili in the fridge. I was really in the mood for chili. Chili with a handful of shredded cheddar and a spoonful of sour cream almost makes winter worth it. Almost. The dry skin on the back of my hands are really starting to irritate me.
This next bit
happened a couple of days ago, but it's still on my note in my phone
so I'm not sure if I shared it yet. But one of the kid's running the
customer service desk found Solitaire on the Bill Pay computer. I
have to keep telling her that she shouldn't be playing games at work.
Another kid running the desk told me that I wouldn't find her
playing solitaire, she can't play it. The “math is too
complicated” The...math. The MATH OF SOLITAIRE is too complicated.
IT'S COUNTING! It's the basic Klondike solitaire. You just arrange
the cards in order King to Ace. She just doesn't like numbers that
much. She's a cashier, she also works in the desk with peoples bills
and money transfers, but Solitaire is too complicated.
Threw some pork steaks in the oven for dinner. I had put some Montreal Steak Seasoning on them and sprinkled them with some Cajun Seasoning also and that was a pretty good combination.
Roommate called the cops on the neighbors again. They are hitting the weed pretty damn hard again. When the heater kicks on it smells like an open sewer. I'm not sure if anything is going to happen this time either. The last time the cops came out the cop said that they had already smoked their entire stash and just told them to keep the music down. I'm not sure if the cop was just wanting to avoid the paperwork or what, but it is curious if they're going to do this every month or so.
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