A bourbon Old Fashioned, barkeep. I need something long, and languid, and sippable. I'll be sitting bundled up in a coat next to a bonfire, so it'll be perfect.
Started my job search, because I have lost faith in my company. Product stagnation. Management foibles. And while I did get an excellent review and a raise, I did not get any support for my advancement plan, and don't see anywhere for me to go in this company. Stagnation.
So I am fishing around. Brushing up the resume. Polishing the LinkedIn.
Got a checkup from the doctor (first time I've seen her in, like, 7 years), and it turns out I have tragically low testosterone, and very high calcium. Turns out the two things (and my weird Keratoconus in my right eye) may all be related to the same wussy parathyroid problem, so I have thyroid supplements I am taking now to try and address all these minor issues all at once.
The best one is the low testosterone. People look at me - big manly dude, with a shaggy beard, 50-inch chest, and all that business - and say, "Ehh... WHAT?"
I'm actually so low, I am off the bottom of the scale they use to measure it. Makes me laugh, honestly.
Doc says that if the thyroid doesn't help, they'll put me on testosterone supplements, and I'll lose weight and either gain/lose all my hair. I'm good with all those outcomes, so looking forward to getting my body chemistry back in balance.
As far as the Keto diet goes, I have hit the 3 month plateau, after losing 30 pounds. Got another 30 or so to lose before my birthday in October, so I'm doing well there. Hopeful, and committed to the Fit-And-50 goal!
Finally, my Chevy Volt continues to blow my mind. I love this car.