I had therapy tonight.  Well, first I had a sucky day at work, then I had therapy.  She liked the opinion article that I posted here a couple of days ago.  She agreed with it.  I need to worry less about work and about the people who I work with.  Or at least, what they do and don’t do and what the expect and don’t expect.  I’m still new and I can’t possibly know everything about my job and I need to not worry about it.  Did I mention that I’m not to worry about it?  That’s hard.  We went over my social life and agreed that Seeds is no longer the group for me.  That’s hard.  And sad.  I want to cry.  I’m overwhelmed with stuff right now and can’t take watching Criminal Minds, even though I love the show.  Its just too much for me tonight.  I’m off to bed.  Maybe I’ll find some peace of mind.

Got my new glasses.  I’ll have to take a pic to show you guys.  Stomach ache this morning and today I stayed home.  Did a lot of sleeping.  Except for picking up my glasses and working on the dining room table.  And, of course, keeping up with the kitchy.  I will help get this house clean.  Did some work on the blog - got my Blog Log set up over there.  Don’t tell anybody, but I’m stealing ideas from Sarah

I am planning on going to work tomorrow.  I was able to get an appt with my doc, but not until Thursday night at 630.  Guess that changes those nice weekly plans I drew up last night, eh?  lol.  Tomorrow I face work and therapy.  Not the happiest of combinations, but it is supposed to be a little warmer.  Now if I could only figure out how to get a weather plug in to work, I’d show you all the weather here.  Maybe I can find someone to help me.  *sigh*  Its so complicated!

Time for sleep.  Good night all!

Stealing from Sarah

4/28 - Well, its kinda over for me. Its 8:55 pm and I’m about to go to bed. Just had work today. It was awful. I felt awful. If I had been able to, I would have gone home at about 10 am. Last 45 minutes of the day sucked horribly. I wish my supervisor would make up her mind. But, clean room, candle lighted, room lighted up, computer and kitty so much better now. If only my stomach would agree….

4/29 - Tuesday. Guess what! I’m going to that joy-filled place known as work. Once again I’ll be racing through my reports trying to get them done early enough. And helping out with wires. I wonder if Kiera will be there. She might have gone into labor this afternoon. Just what I need - my back up to go missing on me. Poor Kiera, though. She’s not due till June.

4/30 - Pay day! I get to go to all my billing websites and pay my bills. Doesn’t that sound like fun? Discover (this month and next month), MBNA (which is really Bank of America, but it was MBNA when I got the card!), and phone. Well, can’t quite pay the phone yet. The bill won’t be ready until after the 4th of May. Silly Verizon. Also find out what my employee discount will get me in the way of car insurance. If it goes like the quotes I got today, I’ll be sticking with what I have, even if it did go up $98 for no apparent reason. Oh yeah, I have therapy today. Joy.

5/1 - Just another day. Maybe getting some laundry done - my bed, I think. Though its a risky thing to do on a short night. Might have to stay up late letting it dry. Must empty the dishwasher. And it’s Thursday - trash day.

5/2 - Friday! One last day at work and I get to go home to my nice clean kitchen and room. Did I mention I cleaned up the kitchen this weekend?

5/3 - Yay! I get to sleep in. Or wake up and go back to sleep, however you want to describe it. Must work on dining room and solve the weekly dilemma - whether or not to go to Seeds. Probably won’t happen. Damn Terry.

5/4 - Maybe this Sunday I’ll wake up early enough to check out St. Stephens. Must find church. So far Mom’s liked Sharon Presby and I like St. Phillip’s. Twill be interesting to see what the service is like. If I can wake up early enough. Laundry day.

So that’s my week. It will also be cold, wet, and, thank God, not snowy. I like all the spring flowers, but ’tis almost time for them to be gone. Petals are falling. The grass in the backyard looks like it has dandruff. And the clock strikes nine o’clock. (Okay, so its a few minutes and an hour off. I won’t tell if you won’t!)

Edit: 5/2 - getting together with Knitting Mama.

He just won’t leave me alone. I keep getting emails from his new email address. Not directly from him, but from places where he’s signed my email address up to become his buddy or answer his question or do something to get him rewards. You know, all the things evil people ask you to do to your friends so they can sell your email address to spammers. Yes, my spam has greatly increased since I broke up with him (depending, of course, on which version of events you believe). I don’t think its a coincidence. My spam had fallen to all time record lows before that. I’m smart enough to know what to avoid most of the time. He’s a spammer’s best friend. Pushing all his friends that way is not a nice thing to do. Doing it to someone who wants you to leave her alone is just evil. He claims that he doesn’t have my email address - if so, then why am I getting emails based on a fishcatcher0738. That’s his new yahoo address, if I recall correctly. I managed to figure out how to block him on Facebook. Yeah, he tried adding me as a friend for the fourth time. They don’t make it simple to find out how to block someone. If I was as spiteful and immature as he says I am, I would have reported him to the Facebook authorities. But I didn’t. Maybe I’ll just have to set up a filter that moves anything from an email address containing the word fishcatcher to the trash bin. I have enough to put up with. I don’t need this kind of crap.

Not a cause, cause, but an explanation for the source of many of my frustrations. Read about it here: http://news.yahoo.com/s/csm/20080424/cm_csm/ykelley;_ylt=ArNVPBtiD_rdtquqKXL7rEKs0NUE

Something to ponder upon.

There are some things in my life that I hate.  Some of them I can do nothing about and some of them I will hopefully be able to do something about.  Some things will just happen.

1. Wishy-washy supervisors who tell me after I’ve spent all morning panicking and racing through tons of work that the deadline wasn’t really important.  Especially when I know it is when we have a 24 hour right of return.

2. People in Boston who do not get back to me until 4 pm (they should have by 230 pm) and then tell me to return one of the checks I sent over, which is something that I did not completely (and honestly still don’t completely) know how to do.  I had to call them, too. *grumble*

3. People who are supposed to train me who tell me that they will show me what to do but what they show me always happens after they leave for the day. (This person will be retiring at the end of June and will cease to be my problem.)

4. People who tell me that they can’t help me do the 107 pages of report that I have to do along with Colleen’s daily work because they have a 104 page report that they started at least two hours earlier.  Who I then hear do nothing but make personal phone calls and not be at their desks. (That would be the one who is retiring.)

5. People who want me to know three different jobs well enough to be able to do them in people’s absences, but fail to properly and fully instruct me in how to do those jobs.  And then fight over what I should be doing when.

6. Police cars that block the road when I’m having a bad day and waiting for the bus.  Especially for no apparent reason. (Honest, they and rescue were there and gone within ten minutes!)

7. Jumping, digging, biting, over-excited little puppies who do nasty things and make messes.  Especially when I’ve just had a bad day.

8. Not knowing why I set such high standards.

*yawn*  There’s some of my day.  I’m sleepy now and am going to bed.  Good night all!

I have the best Mommy in the whole wide world.  She knew I had an absolutely horrible, frustrating, and draining day (yes, tears were shed and panic was felt) and she got roses in honor of me cleaning my room.  They’re so pretty - they’re white with light pink edges. 

Of course, I kinda spoiled the whole scene when the dog jumped up and bit my thumb and I burst into tears.  But its the thought that counts.  Here’s to hoping that Colleen comes into tomorrow and that the reports are light.

Anyone want to shoot me the night of May 4th?  Or do something to put me out of commission for at least one day?  Both Bernie and Kiera will be off and that leaves only me to do all the reports.  ALL the reports.

I cleaned my room.  Its the cleanest its been for literally years.  I just have some laundry to do and the two window seats to clean out (mostly not even my stuff). But the floor’s are clean (well, you can see them.  I still have to get the vacuum up here) and the bed is made (mostly).  My desk (formerly known as the kitchen table) has both chairs in and room to read and write.  My printer is set up (but I haven’t moved everything to the new surge protector [my old one is in the computer room downstairs]) and my coffee table has no junk on it.  I still have to get out the great number pad Dad bought me for my computer and maybe set up my web cam (though I don’t know why.  I don’t have anyone to web cam with or for).  I’ve got a little light on the coffee table, a light on the end table, a light on my desk, a light on my dresser (and a cat *glare*), and a light on my nightstand.  I have two alarm clocks (yes, I need two).  My A/C is on (it gets really hot and stuffy up here and its already in the 70s - and you don’t even want to know about the sun I get!) and my room is nice and cool.  I have to hang up some clothes - well, sorta. I’m one pant hanger short.  Anyone have a spare pant hanger? Oh wait!  I have Huggable Hangers TM - I can make one. *bounce*  I forgot about that!  I have my laundry bags set up (although they are FULL of laundry).  My kitchen area is looking better, though I’m still missing a bunch of pots and pans.  I wonder where they ran off to.  I think I might be able to fit a small book case up here - one from Ikea, once I’ve saved up some money (very hard to do.  I have a lot of expenses - but that’s another post).  Light wood.  Well, I best be off to bed, while I’m still feeling accomplished.

Dear Hilary Clinton,

Please stop calling us.  Yes, I know the primary is April 22nd and I know you want votes, however your constant calls are doing nothing more than annoy us.  I am a registered republican.  My mother is a registered independent.  Pennsylvania has closed primaries.  Please leave us alone.

No love,

Phone answerer

Dear Teamsters Union,

Yes, my sister is a pilot in your union.  She hates your union.  Her co-workers hate your union.  They are considering a vote to get out of your union.  Sending her Barak Obama cards will not influence her vote in a positive manor.  By the way, she does not live here.  She lives in Ohio and her primary was at least a month ago.

No love,

Mail getter
Dear unknown number, unknown caller,

If I decide to answer the phone, please say something.  Leaving me to silence for 15 seconds (if I wait that long) will get you a hang up.  You hang up on our answering machine.  I have no way to tell you to stop calling us.  PLEASE STOP CALLING US.

No love

Phone answerer

Dear unknown caller, 866 number,
I answered your call for one reason - you keep calling.  When you ask for my mother I will ask you who you are.  If you say you are Robert Morris, Bates College, the Central Blood bank, or any other company who has nothing to do with my family I will tell you she is not available and ask you to put us on your do not call list.  PLEASE DO SO.

No love,

Phone answerer

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