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Yesterday did not go as planned; it mostly did, but we'd intended to chill at Dad's memorial bench for a bit, maybe get a couple cute pictures of the dog and/or the Red Wings flag (work is not giving me time to tell this story right now but I will tell it eventually; there is an actual story behind carrying around a hockey team flag) ... forgot about the part where it's two blocks from Gracie Mansion and so if something is going on at the Mayor's house, you can't even get there.
I probably could have scaled a fence, but would have been forced to leave everyone else behind.
"Why did you choose such a horrible place?" asks the sensible person; the answer is pretty simple. I actually grew up at 86th and 1st back when the UES was not someplace only the richest of rich people lived, and that spot in that park was his favorite. It was a total no-brainer. I get choked up sometimes going there just because that is my home that I'm eternally priced out of and it's very upsetting, but it's also really soothing to be there ... which is also how I feel about Mt. Sinai Hospital, which is a pretty odd way to feel about a hospital.
In better news, we caught up on the data input backlog finally. I spent all of yesterday and the day before on it and had such terrible headaches as a result. Today's looking like a combination of meetings and boring enrollment/discharge stuff; there's a lot of really special math going on on some of these spreadsheets that I'm not sure is actually right ...
ETA: Canine materialism! I was informed that my dog loving psychopharmacologist self probably wanted this shirt and that is correct; I also really want this back windshield decor since I FINALLY have a car that has one of those things. My poor stressed hatchback, which went to being driven twice a month to like 50 miles a day.
Unfortunately we still have negative money, but hopefully in a couple of months that will have sorted itself out.
I probably could have scaled a fence, but would have been forced to leave everyone else behind.
"Why did you choose such a horrible place?" asks the sensible person; the answer is pretty simple. I actually grew up at 86th and 1st back when the UES was not someplace only the richest of rich people lived, and that spot in that park was his favorite. It was a total no-brainer. I get choked up sometimes going there just because that is my home that I'm eternally priced out of and it's very upsetting, but it's also really soothing to be there ... which is also how I feel about Mt. Sinai Hospital, which is a pretty odd way to feel about a hospital.
In better news, we caught up on the data input backlog finally. I spent all of yesterday and the day before on it and had such terrible headaches as a result. Today's looking like a combination of meetings and boring enrollment/discharge stuff; there's a lot of really special math going on on some of these spreadsheets that I'm not sure is actually right ...
ETA: Canine materialism! I was informed that my dog loving psychopharmacologist self probably wanted this shirt and that is correct; I also really want this back windshield decor since I FINALLY have a car that has one of those things. My poor stressed hatchback, which went to being driven twice a month to like 50 miles a day.
Unfortunately we still have negative money, but hopefully in a couple of months that will have sorted itself out.
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that is a REALLY GOOD SHIRT.
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