Oh, lord, am I one sore girl today. Lifting a glass of water takes effort. This means I was good at the gym last night, of course.
I have to find a thrift store that sells old National Geographics. They're such a lifesaver on the elliptical machine, which is all I ever use anymore it seems. If you can find an uncomplicated article to read, it makes the time fly by. My only complaint is that it seems that the articles are getting shorter. Maybe it just seems that way, though.
Wailey the tortle is doing good. He ate all his food yesterday while I was at work, then apparently explored the house as I found him under the couch when I got home. I had to give him his second injection, which made me feel horrible all over again, but I'm hoping he won't hold a grudge.
I spent 10-15 minutes making a salad for the torts last night. Would you believe it takes that long? Romaine from my salad mix, kale from the freezer, collards from the pot outside, hibiscus flowers and leaves from the bush outside, clover and leaves from the yard, a strawberry, a slice of apple, some baby carrots, some tortoise pellets, all chopped up into tiny little pieces (so they can't pick and choose) and mixed with calcium powder. After all that effort, I realized Wailey could probably eat what I had made in one sitting. Next time, I have to remember to multiply everything by five before I mix it together.
Leaving for Texas tomorrow morning. It's in the 40's there right now! Should be in the 70's by the weekend, though. Yay, bats!