New t-shirt fantasy

All caulked!

Oops!

Mr. K hates graphic t’s. Oops! Ha ha!

Crack Head! Dopamine Jolt! So sad.

It hit me this morning that Hannah Waddingham – of Ted Lasso and 12 Monkeys fame – played the Shame Nun With Bell in Game of Thrones. I didn’t think I could love her any more. But now I do!

I’m getting super excited about Mr. K’s super secret getaway adventure next weekend!

Went outside. Almost died of exposure. Had to buy a $25 hat halfway to make it back alive.

I feel like I’ve discovered a new secret and want to sing it from the rooftops! Fiber before bed has transformed my life over the last week. Who knew? Now, I need to work at making it a habit. That’s the struggle because I am not good at doing much of anything when I am shuffling like a zombie toward bed.

We don’t eat.

We don’t drink.

I got the plexiglass mounted on one insert. I used construction adhesive and finishing nails. I drilled guide holes around the edges. I’ll also caulk to prevent air or rain from getting into the cracks.

Money is raining from the sky!

I’m very busy.

Can we talk about my a-hole? I changed up my fiber routine a bit. I’m doing a tablespoon of fiber and a probiotic at night before bed. I moved it to night because fiber can sometimes make me painfully gassy. Who cares if I fart while I’m asleep? I mean other than Mr. K? I’ve made it a habit while I’m getting my coffee ready. And Wow! I am pooping like a champ! I feel kinda bloated and full all day. But I’ve lost a few pounds, so no big whoop. Maybe feeling full is normal? Regardless, whatever I’m doing is a positive change overall. My body likes it. If you’re on the struggle bus, give the nighttime fiber technique a try!

I just learned how to combine photos into a tile on iPhone! This changes everything!

I finished the 12 Monkeys series on Prime. The ending was quite satisfying. Now I need to rewatch the movie!

My body was craving boxed mac-n-cheese for dinner and that’s what my body got. I had to buy store brand because Kraft was a car payment. I added some ham.

The plexiglass panels for the window inserts arrived today. They are perfect! Yes, they still have their paper cover thereon.

It’s been a day! The lost $3M continues to haunt me. Our systems IT people aren’t every helpful. Are they ever? They first said, “Someone must have changed your security settings. The funds are there but you cannot see it.” I said, No, I am the owner of the system and have full admin rights. I next provided them a detailed spreadsheet with half a dozen tabs illustrating the system issue which caused the $3M to magically disappear. I generated lists with tabs of various sorts of activity with a summary tab linking the totals showing the $3M delta. I know exactly what happened. I need someone who is IT smart enough to fix it. Essentially, the system flagged 322 lines of an entry as “posted” even though it has not been posted. So when I try to post it to populate the funds, it won’t post. This is not a me problem. This is a system glitch of some sort. “You must have done something on a specific date or a specific batch to cause this?” No, as you can see in the attached spreadsheet the missing entries have no date, type, of batch pattern and appear random. There is no event on my end which caused this. They ignored the spreadsheet for about two hours until I escalated, and then they finally looked at my detailed analysis of the problem. I now have a meeting tomorrow with someone higher in the food chain. Hopefully it’s not another IT nitwit.

In unrelated news, I ordered a custom iron-on from an art image just for kicks. I got an alert that it was delivered today.

Wednesday Mood

Coffee

Who says I can’t put leftover meatloaf atop leftover pancake?

Things are tough all over! I lost $3M at the Brown Bakery, but it wasn’t my fault. In related news, I have entered panic mode about the summer. I’m scrambling to fill up my calendar with fun before it’s too late, snow is flying again, and I can’t leave my house for six months. I have every weekend booked but two. And no, you cannot elbow your way onto those weekends. Sorry! Bye!

Homeless Lukz