Corner of Bourbon & Division

 i took Peggy for a run in the fields this morning and then went over to KK's as planned, although a bit later than I intended. KK rather distressingly didn't do anything at all until I got there (when I pinged her to let her know I was coming she told me she was still in bed). I tried to gently nudge her about needing to do stuff even when I'm not there, and she almost flat-out told me it wasn't going to happen until the week she's booked off before the move.

I mean, she is a big girl and can make her own decisions, but I have packed up my house several times over the past ten years, and she not only has a lot more stuff than I do, but it's in considerable disarray. There is no way in hell she can pack up that house in four days, especially if I'm not there to help her (which I won't be, because I have to work).

Anyway, my plans haven't changed. I'll be going over again tomorrow and next weekend, and I will do what I can. She told me she had boxes in her basement, but when I got down there I saw she'd vastly overestimated how many she had, so tonight she ordered a bunch more and went to pick them up. I cleared out another 8 garbage bags full of trash, and tomorrow we'll be putting four boxes of stuff to donate by the curb, so hopefully that will get us further ahead. She does have lots of packing paper, so I'm hoping to put a noticeable dent in her kitchen by the end of the weekend. I worked for hours today and it kind of looks like I didn't even make a dent, although objectively I know that's not true.

I was a little discouraged today, not going to lie, but I hope it's just an off day for me and that things will look better tomorrow. Also, I am *extremely* sore from all the hauling around of stuff today. Owie.

And now, I am off to D&D! Murderbirb and friends ride again!

I made too much food for supper, and instead of being a rational adult I briefly reverted to my 10-year-old self who felt obligated to "clean her plate" because that's the polite thing to do, and I was in honest-to-goodness physical pain for a good 20 minutes. I am not sure what happened there, but I have regrets. I haven't been in pain from eating too much since I was a teenager. What the fuck, self?

 Anyway, I am going to go to bed early and try to sleep this off. At least I got to take Peggy out for a nice long run earlier today, and I got in a nap, so while today wasn't super productive it also wasn't a total write-off. For now, it is time to sleep.

I didn't have time for the pet post today, so you'll have to settle for a Real Life Stuff kind of post for now.

Tonight is my last shift here in Moncton. It's been a very exciting thirteen days, but I'm looking forward to getting home. They actually are asking for some people to stay on until July 4th, but even if I wasn't done my own unit needs me back. Besides, I have renovations to organise and the dog to take to the vet, and plenty of things that simply aren't getting done while I'm not there.

Sometimes yesterday morning I must have slept funny, because I have hurt my neck in a pretty serious way. It's not as bad as in 2009 when I had to be medicated to the gills to even be functional (I couldn't lie down or do anything other than keep my back ramrod straight because even tensing my neck muscles ever so slightly was excruciating), but it's pretty painful nonetheless. I couldn't find a position to sleep in that didn't pull on muscles in a bad way.

Our visit to the Hopewell Rocks was cancelled due to my coworkers being wet blankets who didn't want to get up three hours early to drive out there and back. Boo. Then again, seeing how much pain I'm in, perhaps it's just as well. I am sad I won't get to see them, though. I guess I'll just have to come back to New Brunswick some other time and see them then!

The shift supervisor of the operators who were on duty the night of the shooting took us out tonight for a tour of Moncton and then for a lobster dinner! It was delicious, but very rushed because the tour took longer than expected. I had to take half of my lobster to go. Still, it means that I have a lobster snack waitin for me later tonight!

Friday night is always busy around here, so it's actually taken me about three hours to write this entry so far. Compared to the quiet nights we had earlier this week, we've had a fair bit of action tonight. Nothing too terrible, no lives truly in danger (which is good!), but someone lit his food on fire (accidentally, this was not meant to be a flambé) in a big apartment building, so that kept us busy for a while.

Okay, make that four hours to write this entry. Eesh. Lots of stuff happening. Lots of custody disputes tonight, and one little kid. "My mom and her boyfriend are fighting and yelling and throwing stuff at each other." Super calm, too. You could tell it wasn't the kid's first time calling. :(

The regular operators are going to start coming back gradually as of tomorrow, so things should slowly get back to normal here. I think everyone is going to heave a collective sigh of relief as life goes on in the wake of the tragedy.

*checks clock* *sighs* Still not time for more Robaxacet. It's the only thing keeping me functional tonight. That and the Aleve I took around 16:00. I accidentally took two of those at the time, not realising I'm only allowed two a day (one every two hours), so I guess I'm stuck for the moment.

So that's the news for now. In 24 hours I'll be on a plane heading for Ottawa, and from there I'll be driving home in the morning. Good times. I'm going to miss all the people I met here, but it'll be good to get back.

Appointment at the gym this afternoon. Am now a temporary resident of the Land of Owie™.

Writing has been a slog. With luck, that will improve.

It's weird to be off again after only two days of work. I think I'm going to enjoy this new schedule. :)

( Depressing stuff that's not all that interesting )

My shoulder is less happy than it was last night. It was very painful this morning, but that's to be expected since I didn't take any painkillers at all for over eight hours.

I am not as keen on the side-effects of the codeine and the anti-inflammatories. They were kind of present all day yesterday: I was drowsy, but mostly I felt vaguely nauseous and more annoyingly vaguely dizzy, and the same is true of today. Bleah. I can put up with a lot of things, but dizziness and nausea are not really among them: I am a total wuss in that respect.

On the plus side, they really do help the shoulder pain. So.

I am going to have a bit more food, in the hopes that it will help.

:::ETA:::

Gah. Really dizzy now. This bodes ill.

I can has codeine!