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My husband and my cat asleep in the corner of our couch about half an hour ago.
For years now, I've had not-good credit. I've driven crappy cars and worked hard to pay off some debt, and finally I'm done with the not-good credit.
I got an e-mail from my bank about auto loans the other day. I drive a 91 Buick that looks horrible, but drives great. It has no A/C, which is important for Florida, but I get by. I'd love to have a new car. Not new-to-me, but actual new.
I applied for an auto loan a few years ago and got not "no" but "HELL no." I wasn't thinking I'd do very well with this one either.
I got approved for enough to buy the car I want. I'm just scared to death of the car payment. I haven't decided if I'm going to do it or not, but we'll see.
You've been through the desert on a horse with no name. Except your horse does have a name. What is it?
Submitted by edubya.vox.com.
Stan.
Do you like surprises?
I love surprises if they are true, out-of-the-blue surprises. Oh, and as long as they are good things like "Surprise! Here's some cash." Not things like "Surprise! You have an STD!"
I hate "surprises". My mom used to spend about two weeks before my birthday saying "I got you the most awesome present!" And I would ask what it was and she would say "It's a surprise!" So I would have to torment her for the nxt 4-5 days until she finally told me what it was, then got mad at me for ruining the surprise.
The trip was great. Not long enough, though. We got back Monday night late and then went straight to work Tuesday morning. We spent last night being lazy.
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Is there a friend who you owe a phonecall or email? What's stopping you?
Not that I know of. I like this question because it made me think about whether or not I had called everyone back and responded to all e-mails.
The subject of the Weight Watchers meeting last Saturday was “sneaking in exercise”. The leader cited an article in Men’s Health magazine that said that men (in this case we’ll say people) exercise an average of 2 hours per week, and watch TV an average of 28 hours per week. Does that seem off to anyone but me?
Everyone is always talking about how busy they are, no time to exercise. I’m not great about it myself. I swim as often as I can, but I can’t seem to get out of bed early to do it before work, and some nights I just can’t be bothered with suiting up and then going out and getting wet. I also seem to always be planning to do a walking DVD at home, or go down to the fitness center, but that never happens either.
So I’m going to do some sneaking. I’ve already started.
I’ve started wearing my pedometer everywhere during the day. Yesterday was a dismal 2500 steps, but at least I know I spend way too much time sitting at my desk.
I take the stairs from the 2nd floor parking garage to the 5th floor where I work, both up and down. On my bathroom breaks I sneak out to the stair way located by the bathrooms and walk up two floors and then back down, every time. On morning break, instead of having a snack sitting in the break room I walk down the stairs to the first floor, walk over to the drug store and do a little window shopping (maybe buy some flavored water or gum or nail polish, or just walk around the building), then walk back up to the 5th floor.
I also plan to leave work a little bit earlier than my usual 6 p.m. (my normal office hours are 8-5 but I always work late) and stop by the mall and walk around. It’s one and one-third miles all the way around on the inside.
It’s working already. My thighs are unhappy with me, but the number on the scale is inching down, and I feel better about myself, more in control.
Next step is to do some walking in place during commercials. I’ve tried it and it feels dumb. Maybe I need to go out and walk the parking lot or something.
Where can you sneak exercise into your day?
I had my first ever complete physical in June of this year. I figured it was about time.
My doctor told me everything looked great except my sugar, which she said was a little too high and indicated I might be insulin resistant or diabetic. My paternal grandmother is diabetic, so this is not out of the realm of possibility.
She (the doctor) insisted I take a glucose tolerance test as soon as possible, so we schedule one for the Monday after my wedding.
What a morning! I was told to come to her office afetr fasting for 12 hours. My blood would be drawn and then I would have to drink some glucose. Two hours later they would draw blood again and I'd be done for the day. I took the day off from work and made plans to shop during the interim.
When I arrived, the doctor was out and the nurse stuck me 3 times on each arm trying to draw blood with no luck. I was in pain. She finally told me to go to the lab across the street, so I did.
There I was told they would take my blood, then I would drink glucose, then they would take my blood again EVERY HALF HOUR FOR TWO HOURS. Ugh. And so they did.
And I was in pain and my inner-elbows were sticky and bruised. It sucked.
Months go by. Two, as of yesterday. No word.
This weekend I get a bill from my doctor's office for an office visit copay, and a bill from the lab for my copay. I decided to make a call.
I called the dr. office wanting to know why they were billing me for an office visit when my office visit consisted of getting pricked by needles for no reason. They said they would take the charge off my account.
I told them that I never got test results back, either. The billing office said the nurse would call me.
She called back this afternoon and said that the reason she didn't call me with the results is because they were normal, and they don't call for normal results. Also, the lab was supposed to have sent me a letter advising my test results (they didn't).
So, woohoo, I'm not diabetic.
What's your favorite vacation destination?
Of all the places I've been, there are two that stick out in my mind:
1. Coco View Resort, Roatan, Honduras. Scuba-dove (dived?) there and loved it. The people are terrific and you can't beat the view, climate, etc.
2. San Francisco. I cannot get enough of this town. My first trip to California I took under duress. I never had any desire to go there, but my company made me. I loved every minute of it, and made sure I was the top of the list to go back every 6 months for 2.5 years. Terrific place.
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