Daily Success March 1 – Outstanding. Even a few point of margin, Outstanding, fair and square.

Yesterday

Yesterday should have been a higher score than it was and I don’t know why it wasn’t. My only medical appointment was with Monika, my only chore was Nabila and a quick run to the grocery. There was a LOT of email traffic that seemed to cover all the bases, especially Sam, but the upcoming surgery as well. Take this pill, don’t take that pill.

On the bright side, I’m still reveling in the briefing from Elaina. It’s simply incredible how different the post-surgery approach is. And I’m having a grand time repeating one of Elaina’s lines about Higgins’ office treating athletes like me and D1 folks they treat so they have to adapt the protocols to the needs. She actually, honest to God, credited me with being an athlete because of the Camino!

On the downside, I looked at the blood work from Dr. Hoang. It puts me as pre-diabetic and significantly worse than the stab for Friedman six weeks ago; near the step to diabetic. I’m going to have to do something about it, but most of the suggestions on the Internet are unworkable. Exercise? I already exercise a couple hours a day. Quit drinking soda? Did that decades ago. Cut processed carbs? Well, I don’t eat a lot of sugar or prepared foods that have a lot of sugar that I’m aware of. Perhaps check some labels a bit more carefully, but there does not seem to be much there.

The one place that did stand out is cutting back on booze. I must do that, but whiskey is one of the few sinful pleasures I allow myself. I did cut it to the recommended maximum last evening, which took some discipline, but wasn’t horrible.

Today

Today began with Microsoft having restarted my computer while I was not here. Data lost. Time wasted finding out how to disable that. The people who enable those automatic restarts because they figure that they are smarter than I am should all come down with dread diseases and suffer like the biblical Job, with the exception that they should never recover. Simply suffer until dying and then end up turning on a spit over a hot fire.

The restart will cause me to miss Cliff’s kaffeeklatsch.

I’ll use the time instead for some exercise, not enough, and then we’ll head for Bethany. That will mean that Friday and Saturday will either be “Failed” or “Excused.” Spending some special time with my wife to celebrate her birthday is more important than my Daily Success score for a couple days.

The Future

The future is all about Tuesday and the rehab period.

Add to that what Tim is able to do about the Sam situation. Yeah, I know I have to be very careful here, but the simple truth is that Sam deserves to have his businesses, which he’s using to play games with government rules and an attempt to cheat me, seriously degraded. Achieving that is worth more than a few dollars to me. How many is a few? Probably more than is wise, but I’ve got people reminding me to keep the anger out of it.

It’s just business. Maximize the income or minimize the spending. But I feel like the guys in Friends of Eddie Coyle when they said, “it’s just business.”