S&M Shower

Sometimes I can't put my finger on why I do or don't like a hotel.  This one in Des Moines, I liked it but after reviewing the TV stations last night I couldn't remember why.  Then tonight, I took a shower.  Holy water pressure Batman!  I LOVE the shower here and I don't mean that in a naughty way either.  It's just delightful, and borders on being painful.  It's like a deep tissue massage and a shower.  Oh and I can have screaming hot water here.  I was so red when I got out of the shower tonight, but it's so worth it.  I'm going to have to go buy some thicker lotion cause I guarantee standing under that stream of water from heaven is certainly going to dry my skin out even more.

Now time for some random side bars:

I can tell the vitamin D supplement is working.  I was describing a weird situation and realized I had zero emotional response to it.  Being an emotional robot is back and it makes me happy.  I cannot deal with feelings!

Work is just blech.  It's not stressful or hard it's just boring.  There is zero challenge in what I'm doing unless you count figuring out how to climb super steep roofs and not coming off as a weenie to the local claim reps.  I had to give 2 claims back and I never do that.  But let's face it, when the roof is almost straight up and down there is no way in hell I'm going to even put my ladder up.  I do NOT get paid enough to risk my life over stupid hail damage.

Yesterday I had the world's best sandwich.  Big thanks to my Sue-Bee for recommending a new place. It was rotisserie chicken breast, with a huge slab o'brie melted on top.  THEN it had grilled/sauteed apples on top of that on a ciabatta bun.  I hate ciabatta buns, but this sammie needed it.  I'm pretty sure I will dream about that meal until I get back home and can have it again.

Now it's time for bed.  I set an appt stupid early tomorrow and I doubt the roof will be dry or the sun will be up high enough to see anything.  Here's hoping the line at Starbucks is short.