sundayblah

I slept all through yesterday.  I kinda thought I would.  I was exhausted.  I did, at some point, get up and sleep on the couch for a while.  I've become a sweat-monster at night; getting up and moving to the couch helped cool me down (and probably gave the bed time to dry out--I know, ew).  But I feel rested today.  That's good.  

I was out from work from August 1 to November 2.  Technically, I've gotten my required 12 weeks of FMLA time for the year.  However, people have been very nice at work; everyone says they get it if I need to bug out early sometimes.  That's good to hear at least.  I didn't spend a lot of money while I was at my folks' house (shocking, eh?), so I know that it's possible to scrimp and save if it's necessary.  (I'm thinking of checks with fewer than 40 hours, here.)  It will be alright.  I just need to speak up before I fall over unconscious on my keyboard.

I cooked a bunch of chicken boobs in my new crockpot today.  My new crockpot?  It's awesome.  My old crockpot was from my college days.  The new one?  It's red so it cooks faster.  (I don't know--it's a silly thing Amy and I have.)  But it really did cook faster than my other one would have.  Apparently, those things burn out after a while.  So if you still have the crockpot with the little garden vegetables painted on the outside--go and get yourself a new one.  It doesn't have to be red, but c'mon, red is kinda cool.