Wednesday, February 5, 2025

Monday, February 10, 2025

Good morning, y’all. (That still doesn’t feel natural, but I’ll keep trying.)

Still sick, still feeling like garbage. I need to get to the doctor today and hope they can squeeze me in. Apparently, getting a Z-pack without an appointment is a no-go. I’m sure there’s a good reason, but in my current state, it just feels like bureaucracy standing between me and breathing properly.

I spent most of the day messing around with the excel dashboard for our small tax team—trying to clean it up so I can hand it off next year. My Excel skills are definitely out of practice, which means everything takes twice as long as it should. I’m fighting both a head cold and a spreadsheet with a little vba code thrown in.

Caregiver Cindy kept the medicine coming, though I’m not convinced it’s doing much beyond knocking me out. The biggest struggle is taking shots of DayQuil and NyQuil without spilling it all over myself (ALS issue). I tried the pill version, but those things are massive, and my ability to swallow them is nonexistent. So, I’m ruining shirts, filling all the waste baskets, and hacking up the place. Sorry, Honey!

A couple of good moments yesterday—only one tiler in the house, and he was actually pretty quiet while working on the shower pan. That was a win after the racket from the previous three days. I feel like we’ve thrown out so much construction debris that should be down to a one-bedroom house.

Then, late in the afternoon, I got a note from the guy in charge of our tax team. It wasn’t long, but it meant a lot. I’ll post a screenshot. It reminded me why I stuck with this group, even on the days when it felt easier to step away. Being part of something bigger than myself—having people who notice and appreciate what I do—makes all the difference. 🥲

Hope you all have a great day. Stay healthy, and stay far, far away from me. You do not want whatever this is.

Love you guys!❤️