late entry

2.26 miles in 30 minutes yesterday. I forgot to blog about it because Aaron was home when I got back from the fitness center, and he's usually not home for another hour.

So at work we have this goal to have a decision made on new claims or new mail within four days of receiving that piece. I don't have a very big workload yet, so I can easily reach my goals. Which means I help a lot of coworkers out when they get backed up because they have a lot more work than I do, and that's perfectly fine with me. Except this week seems different. This week, a coworker is out on vacation, and another person and I are the backup, making sure that all of the claims in the office are at four days, including our vacationing coworker's. I am supposed to be the second backup, but the first backup is so backed up herself, I've been essentially first back up. Which is not really a problem, I just find it difficult going through current claims that are waiting on decisions to be made before making another payment. But then yesterday, this other backup worker leaves work early due to not feeling well, and she has a claim and a new piece of mail at FIVE days, plus a bunch at four days, and I get asked to help with her stuff, as well. Um, ok. Total overwhelming feeling hits at three hours before my day is over. Hopefully today and tomorrow will be better.

We've been trying to kennel Odin at night so he learns a schedule of sleeping at night, being up during the day. On the weekends, we're not so worried about it, and let him roam around at night, but during the weekdays, I really would like him to be kenneled. Monday night and Wednesday night, he was not kenneled. Monday wasn't a problem, but this morning, about an hour before I need to be up, he's in the bedroom, scratching on the box spring of the bed. I ask Aaron why he's not in his cage, and he says he couldn't find the cat last night before he went to bed, which is the same reason he wasn't kenneled on Monday. It's not a very big apartment, he shouldn't be too hard to find, and a sure-fire way of finding him is shaking the treat can. I just let Aaron know that he's never going to learn his schedule if we don't stick to it. I hope that we can stick to it, because I'm tired of being woken up in the mornings before I really need to be.

So those are my rants for the morning. Time to get ready for work!