Shutdown

I had planned on going into work on Saturday to do some major "digging me out of the shit hole" that I am in. I've had a backlog before, but never like this as long as I've been in my role. So Saturday came and Solomonster needed to pee. I let him out, he did his business and came right back in. That was around 6:00am - clockwork for him to just stay on the work schedule. He does it on Sunday's as well. I could barely keep my eyes open. I lied back down for just a few more minutes. I woke up many hours later. I tried to motivate and get online to wake me up. I just putzed around a bit and felt the pillows yammering for my head. I answered the call and fell asleep. I woke up at 6:00pm. I stayed awake until about 9:30pm then felt the sleepmonster calling. I answered. (oh yes, solly got to pee when I was awake) I didn't wake up until 9:00am. Good golly, how can I be this tired. Otherwise I feel fine. I had not drive to even try to go into work today. I must be in the worst work-funk ever. And I love my job. I just don't like being swamped. I loved helping folks with their problems. I just don't like being pressured to help them faster than the speed of light. And with the financial world in an uproar, complainers are complaining faster than ever.

Or, it could also be partly due to my body having some difficulty acclimating to the new insulins I'm on. A nurse friend (not karen) told me that my sugar levels are lower which is a good thing. But my body might be rebelling from not getting that ever present sugar high I have been on. So I'm in Glucose Detoxification! Whodda thunk that?

So I need candy and all will be right in my universe, right? (I know Karen... no candy... there's always a party pooper out there lingering)

The King is trying to kill me

I went to Burger King tonight to grab some grub. Placed my order via the drive-thru and proceeded forward in line. Wait Wait and Wait some more. I'm glad I wasn't in a hurry, because this fast food was ever-so not. But I thought to myself *dude seemed fairly competent and polite when he took my order, so I'm feeling pretty good about this experience* (yes I do think like that). Probably 15 minutes passed by till I was up to the window with only having 2 cars ahead of me. Dude was actually very friendly but was a new guy I had not seen before. Not that I'm a big Burger King person. I really prefer McDonald's, not really sure why since I tend to age faster in their waiting lines. I got my order and quietly went about my business to my home about a mile away. I got comfy in my warm house and settled in to have my meal. If you know me, I tend to eat then have my beverage. Just one of my quirks I suppose, of which there are many. Dinner done, took a sip of my diet coke. My eyes lit up and I immediately thought - Damn it, Dude gave me regular coke.

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That's not so bad, you might think. It is however not a good thing. I'm diabetic and I mostly drink water. But I thought, tonight I would get a diet coke. After all it's Saturday, let's throw caution to the wind. Well not that much caution. Sugar is killing me.

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So, Burger King, I ask you; where is your social responsibility to provide the specific order that your customers purchase? I order DIET coke for a reason. If you actually had DIET sprite on your menu, I would prefer that, but you only offer one diet choice (and I'm not paying you for bottled water.) How do you feel about your business providing a regular coke to a diabetic that specifically ordered DIET. I also wonder how the Coco-Cola company might feel about that. I also ponder if I can sue your butts.