As my British friends would say, "Oh my aching bum!" I think too much sitting is as hard on the body as too much walking or running. I tried to walk a lot yesterday in between my flights (and oh, I had the time...as you read yesterday), but sitting for 5 hours straight is just hard on a body.It sure is nice here where I am. Breezy and low 70's. I'm actually sitting by the pool right now and FREEZING! The sun feels good, but I may have to go get my polar fleece blanket. I don't lack in insulation, so what is it that keeps me so cold? The only time I got warm (not hot) yesterday was when I was wearing my jacket and lugging my wannabe-a-totebag purse along with my laptop and hoofing it through the terminal. And that was short-lived because as soon as I stopped, I was cold again.
I guess I need to go get bloodwork done to check my free T3 and free T4 levels so my endo can figure out what's going on there. The last time I had them checked my endo had to increase my Levoxyl dosage. And my anti-TPO was up, again. I know I freeze with AI, but that's a different kind of cold. It's a cold-from-the-inside-out chill. The bloodwork will have to wait 'til I get back home, though!
My suite where I'm staying is beautiful! This part-time job has its perks, that's for sure. I have two bedrooms and bathrooms, a living area with dining area, full kitchen with stainless steel appliances, LCD TV, wireless internet, and an empty refrigerator. Oops...that last one doesn't sound like a perk, does it? HA! Nah, I could get a cab and go get stuff to stock it or the staff here will go for me, but several of us are going out to eat tonight, so why bother? Plus, I ordered from a local restaurant who delivers last night and got a half-a-chicken (smallest plate they had!) with steamed veggies and a salad and ate the leftovers for lunch today. There is breakfast served for all the guests, so I'm covered. I'll be wined and dined all week. Who needs food? (Oh, I brought my coffee...I'm 'tic'lar!)
So, I sound like I'm bragging, but trust me, I'm not. I really, really enjoy this, and I love what I do to earn it. I get to meet and work with people from all over the world, plus I get to teach something I love: database design and programming. That keeps it from being a "job". And there have been some very tough times in my life where I was wondering how I was going to feed myself and my girls. You know what I mean. So, I know I've been blessed with this "not-a-job" and I'm thankful.
I have a spare bedroom...who's coming to visit? The view is gorgeous.
I guess I need to go get bloodwork done to check my free T3 and free T4 levels so my endo can figure out what's going on there. The last time I had them checked my endo had to increase my Levoxyl dosage. And my anti-TPO was up, again. I know I freeze with AI, but that's a different kind of cold. It's a cold-from-the-inside-out chill. The bloodwork will have to wait 'til I get back home, though!
My suite where I'm staying is beautiful! This part-time job has its perks, that's for sure. I have two bedrooms and bathrooms, a living area with dining area, full kitchen with stainless steel appliances, LCD TV, wireless internet, and an empty refrigerator. Oops...that last one doesn't sound like a perk, does it? HA! Nah, I could get a cab and go get stuff to stock it or the staff here will go for me, but several of us are going out to eat tonight, so why bother? Plus, I ordered from a local restaurant who delivers last night and got a half-a-chicken (smallest plate they had!) with steamed veggies and a salad and ate the leftovers for lunch today. There is breakfast served for all the guests, so I'm covered. I'll be wined and dined all week. Who needs food? (Oh, I brought my coffee...I'm 'tic'lar!)
So, I sound like I'm bragging, but trust me, I'm not. I really, really enjoy this, and I love what I do to earn it. I get to meet and work with people from all over the world, plus I get to teach something I love: database design and programming. That keeps it from being a "job". And there have been some very tough times in my life where I was wondering how I was going to feed myself and my girls. You know what I mean. So, I know I've been blessed with this "not-a-job" and I'm thankful.I have a spare bedroom...who's coming to visit? The view is gorgeous.
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