I’m still finding it difficult to adjust to 5-days-a-week 9-to-5 working. I have cut down my online presence to the bone, even to the extent of removing Overheard in New York from my friends list. Very sad, as I always get a laugh out of it.
Last night I started looking at my friends list, not having done so since Tuesday evening because of my Lodge meeting Wednesday night. I had four pages (about 200 entries) to plow through. So, I have to figure out what to do. I fear that some friends may have to be temporarily sidelined. But, I cannot continue to spend all my non-work time on the computer, then watch the 10:00 news and fall into bed. I will continue to adjust until I get the balance right.
Farewell to those whom I’ve friended but will have to un-friend–you’ll mostly be those who are syndicated from other blog sites or whom I haven’t encountered in a while. No hard feelings, I hope.
On another note, I decided to walk to Subway for lunch this noon. I was going to get my favourite, a BMT, and decided impulsively while on line to get a foot-long as I was hungry.
The person taking orders gabbled something at me out of which I got “free drink”. “Gabbled” is the only word I can use. He was not a native English speaker, I believe, and his accent was quite heavy. So I said “OK”. Who wouldn’t? I just wanted my sandwich.
As they put the meat on it, I realised what I’d agreed to. Double meat. OH. MY. GOD. When you get double meat it makes a pleasant, filling sandwich into a cholesterol bomb that is, really, so unpleasant to eat it makes you ill. But I didn’t realise it until it was too late to stop them.
(PS Double meat, even though it gets you a free drink, also costs you nearly double the regular price: