Contrary to popular belief, I wouldn't sell my first-born to win a game.
Granted, 89.5% of the time I am playing a game to win-and I prefer it when others are playing a game to try to win.... But I don't ever feel sad more than 2 minutes after losing a game. I don't care that much. I get the feeling people at my games nights think that I'm despondent upon losing a game. And for the record - Andrew and I have played approximately 30 games of Sequence in the last week and I've only won about 4 of them. I'm not despondent (because obviously the game is broken).
|Me...for a month...miserable, at work-TYPING all day, in 3 diff styles of hand braces.|
My doctor helped me make this little blue note happen, which is greatly improving my stress level, and as such- my health and general disposition.
|WFH=work from home|
I hate that cardiac rehab is called "rehab" and that when I talk about going to rehab, I feel like people who might overhear me will think I'm going to drunkard-style-rehab, not my-genetics-are-trying-to-take-me-down type rehab.
I actually had time to blog the last 3 nights and just totally forgot about it. FORGOT my blog???!!! I think the meds are affecting my mind. Boo.
Much love to all of you. I know you miss me. I miss me too.