I had my dinner at midnightish.
Spaghetti squash and hacked up meatballs.
Our affiliate hospital was crazy busy last night (again) and we had a few admits ourselves, so I was mostly chained to my computer all night which makes me a little stabby. There are some nights when I sit in a chair for 4 hours straight without getting up. That makes my tailbone hurt. And there isn't much to be done about it. Either you stay put and deal with stuff as it comes up, or walk away for 90 seconds and get 27 phone calls asking why the order that was put in less than a minute ago isn't showing up in Pyxis yet. Some nights I go out to get a cup of water or use the bathroom and come back to over 100 orders sitting in my queue. That's not an exaggeration. It isn't a lot of physical work (some nights there's a lot of standing if there are a lot of things that have to be compounded, which I prefer if I'm being honest) but it is a lot of mental work and that is exhausting in its own way. It's also bad for my waistline as being stuck at my desk makes me want to cram junk food into my face. Last night the breakroom was a minefield of cookies, candy, and cake. It was hard to avoid temptation. There were two lone bananas on the table, so I had one with some Sunbutter as a consolation prize.
A poor substitute for a Reese's PB cup.
After my shift I visited the cafeteria. I bought a box of bacon and ate it in my car. Don't judge me.
It was only like 6 pieces.
I came home, let the dog out, turned on the fan of death, and fell into a deep and dreamless sleep for 8 hours. When my alarm went off at 3pm, I was surprised by it. Pretty sure I could've slept a good deal longer.
Saturday is fantastic husband's birthday, so his parents came for dinner tonight. We had steaks on the grill, broccoli, and left over potato salad. I love tenderloin. Medium rare. Delicious.
All 3 kids asked for seconds on broccoli. They do this so they can tell their CrossFit coach all about their fantastic eating habits. For me they whine and bitch about dinner. For him they eat extra veggies and suggest (and this is real) that we start having vegetables at breakfast, too. Whatever works.
At the moment I'm trying to resist eating Sunbutter from the jar. I'm not even hungry. I just want to eat stuff. Story of my life.
Tomorrow will be much the same, only I might WOD at 4:15 while the kids have CF kids. If I can work up the ambition. It'll be a coin flip.
Also Nike needs to stop sending me emails full of awesome gear. Imustnotbuymoregear.
Two more shifts, then a week off. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.