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Scott discovered last night that Comcast had completely lost our request to start service. They’re now promising us service starting in four or five days (I’m not sure if that’s business days or just days). They’re also now saying that we can’t keep our phone number which isn’t a dealbreaker but will be a PITA. I’ve had this phone number since 1989, so it will be weird to have a different number.

I ended up taking that pinch hit that I was dithering over. Now I have to find the shape of a story in my head. The minimum length is five hundred words, but I rather expect I’ll end up with something a heck of a lot longer. I don’t think the idea I had on first seeing the prompts will work. The recipient has a letter, but it was locked until well after I said I’d take the pinch hit. Seeing it wouldn’t have changed my mind; it just means I want to angle things differently.

Scott called in today. He wanted a day with me and Cordelia. His next scheduled vacation is in October, and Cordelia will be in school then. Thursday isn’t the best day for this because of the cleaning lady coming and us needing to get ready for her and to be here to pay her. Scott’s original intention was to call in yesterday, but when they scheduled him to come in early, he decided he couldn’t do that because of how nasty it would be to his co-workers.

I’m debating trying to do the grocery shopping today. It wouldn’t be fun, but it would mean that we wouldn’t have to worry about it during the weekend and so would have more downtime.

The only thing we’re definitely planning to do today is to try the new nearby restaurant for lunch. We’ve been wanting to do that for a while, but we keep forgetting. We’d like to get Cordelia to go for an Ingress/Pokemon Go walk with us, but she’s not enthusiastic. Also, it looks kind of gray outside right now, so I’m wondering if we’re going to end up with rain this afternoon.

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Given that Scott’s home and awake this afternoon, I’m trying that new medication now. It’s metoprolol tartrate 25 mg. I’m both trying to see if I’ll have side effects from it and if it will help with my current anxiety. My psychiatrist wasn’t particularly optimistic that it would because the main thing the medication does is to make it impossible for one’s heart to speed up. That’s not actually one of my physical anxiety symptoms. I get headaches and muscle tension in my neck and shoulders (and jaw and arms and legs and…) and nausea and intestinal issues. I get really, really tired, too.

I’m having some level of anxiety about the nutritionist appointment tomorrow (both about leaving the house and about the difficulties of explaining the layers of reasons for what I eat when and what I don’t). I’m not actually optimistic about the appointment being useful, but maybe I’m wrong.

This new medication has to be taken with food which will limit its usefulness as an emergency anxiety thing because I’ll only be able to take it if I have food on hand. I can probably find something I can stick in my purse that won’t go bad too quickly. Most of the options I can come up with are things that either aren’t good for me or will only last for a two or three weeks before needing to be replaced.

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And, two hours later, I’m not doing too badly. I had a headache for about twenty minutes (might have been the medication and might not), but it’s gone now. I had more problems after nearly inhaling some feta cheese than I would normally expect. Basically, I coughed and couldn’t quite catch my breath for a while. My lungs feel clear, but my throat, high up, right below my jaw, feels odd, like something’s not working right.

I don’t know that my anxiety is any less. It’s very hard to tell given that just taking a new medication is anxiety inducing because of all of the risks to it.

The new restaurant turned out not to be open. We’re not clear if it doesn’t serve lunch or if it just didn’t today. Given the location, I’d expect them to serve lunch, but really, who knows? At any rate, we picked up food at the Syrian place nearby and brought it home to eat.

Scott and Cordelia have gone out to run errands. Right now, they’re not planning to do the groceries, but Scott left it open that he might do that later on. I have a list more or less ready to go. I also want him to drop my winter coat off to be dry cleaned before I forget about it again. I’d really hate to only remember in November when I actually need it if I’m going to leave the house.