Time to move
I figured nobody would miss me if I took three days off. If you missed me, I apologize.
It’s just after 5 a.m. Friday morning, and I’m gearing up for another trek east on I-70 to Kansas City. There’s a special someone i HAVE to see at Buffalo Wild Wings.
I had to get out of Buffalo Wild Wings for a little while Monday night. Something back at work was upsetting me, and I had an outburst, which has been rare these days. Tori told me to calm down, and she had to. I left without saying goodbye to her, but I came back later and she was very happy about that, as was Rue, who took two cupcakes I had left over from Brittany and Zach’s reception.
I got a nasty e-mail from someone at work Tuesday. I tried to shake it off by time i left Kansas City for the return to Russell, but it still bothered me. Then I got called into the office. Oh boy. It took four episodes of Shark Tank and some sleep to finally shake it off.
Saw Dr. Custer Wednesday. My A1C is not where it should be so I have to take more insulin each time. I know it should be better. Gotta lay off the sugar.
Thursday was what I was really looking forward to. In fact, if it had not been for last Saturday’s reception, I would have been on pins and needles for three weeks.
It was my first session with Crista since June 25. We have usually been having sessions every other week, save for a couple of times where we went three consecutive weeks or three out of four. However, there was an extra week in between sessions this time because Crista went on vacation with Lance and their daughter.
It was a great session. I showed her plenty of photos from the reception and a few from Buffalo Wild Wings. I let her keep those photos because I printed some more for Brittany and everyone else at Buffalo Wild Wings.
Okay, time to get ready to roll. Next stop KC.