April 3, 2009 - 13:37
It has been a very slow day today. Yesterday, I managed to send out yet another resume - this time, by traditional post. It's one of those too good to be true kind of job postings ... so it must be meant for me! :) And it's in St. Albert ... I won't be saving money on gas. We'll see.
Last night was horrible. None of my guests showed up except for the girl that was starting ... and she STILL wasn't ready to start. She's created her own obstacle by declaring it's going to be hard, because she just moved here from the Maritimes. Phooey. That's chicken talk. And to top it all off, I had a migraine, the likes of which I haven't had in a long time. I almost didn't make it home. It was bad enough that I didn't unload the truck ... I came straight in the house, put the bird to bed, and fed the cat and went straight to bed.
In the middle of the night, I woke and noticed that my headache was gone. I rolled over and went back to sleep, looking forward to the new day ... and woke feeling groggy. I got up and began to get the day started ... and didn't last the hour before going back to bed. The migraine was returning. I awoke again and still felt trapped by the migraine, but less groggy. Finally I bowed to Fate and took some acetaminophen ... the pain is gone now, except for a dull ache. I made some breakfast and watched a movie while I got my wits together.
I fully intend to push myself with my training today, for The Ride. I still only have a single donation, but I believe that I will manage to get the needed donations to participate. It cannot be my lot in life to constantly fail to achieve my dreams.
This morning, I wondered - What is stronger? The Mind, or the Heart? Against each other, they cause me great pain. Together, they may yet defeat me. I wonder what it will take to win them both to my side ... to create a stronger Self. And wonder again, what wonders I could achieve for that Self, and for my Inner Worth.
They say that the sky is the limit, but I have never once dreamed of flying ... even though I believe that I have the wings to do so.
Sweet Dreams!
Thoughts, worries, dreams, therapies and conspiracy theories ... oh, yeah, and venting. Or is that part of the therapy?
Friday, April 03, 2009
Out Like a Lion?
March 30, 2009 – 23:06
Well, it’s been a tough month. What with my losing my job, Mom moving out to Pender, finding out that she’d been scammed, then finding another place in the nick of time … and Albert still in the hospital through it all. He finally got out last Wednesday … and he was a mess! They REALLY screwed up his care while he was there. They wouldn’t call in a cardiologist, althought he asked for one repeatedly; he’s on a liquid controlled & salt reduced diet … and they pumped him full of saline!! WTF?!? They totally destroyed what little bit of healing that he’d managed for himself, and now he has to start all over. His feet, legs and belly were all so swollen that it was painful to look at. He got new stretch marks on his belly … that’s how bad it was. And they kept insisting on filling him up with more saline!!! FREAKS!
He doesn’t have a lot of function in his legs, but it’s improving. He doesn’t sound so much like he’s talking in a loud whisper anymore either. Still in a lot of discomfort though. And he has a cane now … that makes him dangerous too!
I bought a wireless adapter and brought my computer upstairs. I was in bliss for two days. The adapter crapped out on me. I exchanged it, and was happy … for two days. I’m getting concerned now. Will this never end? Why does this always happen when I need my computer the most?
I wonder if I could just get a new computer with my income tax … Bye-bye, refurb!!
Well, I can dream!
Sweet Dreams!
Well, it’s been a tough month. What with my losing my job, Mom moving out to Pender, finding out that she’d been scammed, then finding another place in the nick of time … and Albert still in the hospital through it all. He finally got out last Wednesday … and he was a mess! They REALLY screwed up his care while he was there. They wouldn’t call in a cardiologist, althought he asked for one repeatedly; he’s on a liquid controlled & salt reduced diet … and they pumped him full of saline!! WTF?!? They totally destroyed what little bit of healing that he’d managed for himself, and now he has to start all over. His feet, legs and belly were all so swollen that it was painful to look at. He got new stretch marks on his belly … that’s how bad it was. And they kept insisting on filling him up with more saline!!! FREAKS!
He doesn’t have a lot of function in his legs, but it’s improving. He doesn’t sound so much like he’s talking in a loud whisper anymore either. Still in a lot of discomfort though. And he has a cane now … that makes him dangerous too!
I bought a wireless adapter and brought my computer upstairs. I was in bliss for two days. The adapter crapped out on me. I exchanged it, and was happy … for two days. I’m getting concerned now. Will this never end? Why does this always happen when I need my computer the most?
I wonder if I could just get a new computer with my income tax … Bye-bye, refurb!!
Well, I can dream!
Sweet Dreams!
Should I Stay or Should I Go?
March 21, 2009 – 19:13
So, I’m starting to get settled in here, slowly moving my things up, and slowly cleaning as I go. I had some small bursts have satisfied happiness. I had space, I had sunshine, and I had features that I’ve always wanted. Spot is still a bit confused, but he’s coping. He’s still waiting for another cat to come hissing around the corner, I think. He’s starting to spend a bit more time upstairs with me now though … and wonderful sign … he’s starting to bring up his toys. I found an old ponytail by his food dish, and a packaging strap halfway up the stairs. Spot is moving in.
But this may have all been a tease. Mom arrived at the promised property to find out that it’s “a dump!” That’s how she described it. I asked if it was salvage-able (just dirty and fixable, or a complete shack.) but she was in too much shock to answer, I think. She kept going on about how she had been deceived, and how she couldn’t believe that the landlord let them come ahead, even though he knew the place wasn’t ready. Good thing Albert wasn’t supposed to come out for another couple weeks. She also noticed that the yard had great promise. Michael called me to get some information, but when I asked him the same questions, he said he’d let me know in a bit.
Mom had suggested that I move out there too, and go into a landscaping business with her. The idea has merit, but I’m not ready to leave everything behind just yet. For one thing, Jade would never agree to come with me. At least, I’m pretty sure that he wouldn’t. If it ever came down to it, then I would ask him … maybe he’d like to be part of the Landscaping Company too. Think of all the fantastic features he could create with his skills!! (I’d better stop … I’m starting to like this idea.)
So, I’m just waiting to see what’s going on now … are they coming back? Do I get to keep my sunlight? What happens to the student boarder if I have to move back into the suite? I’m afraid to move any more items upstairs … what if I have to put it all back? Bad enough that I’ll have to take my computer back down so that I can use the internet connection!! (Stupid wireless!!)
Damn … it all sounded so good! Too good, maybe, to be true??
Sweet Dreams!
So, I’m starting to get settled in here, slowly moving my things up, and slowly cleaning as I go. I had some small bursts have satisfied happiness. I had space, I had sunshine, and I had features that I’ve always wanted. Spot is still a bit confused, but he’s coping. He’s still waiting for another cat to come hissing around the corner, I think. He’s starting to spend a bit more time upstairs with me now though … and wonderful sign … he’s starting to bring up his toys. I found an old ponytail by his food dish, and a packaging strap halfway up the stairs. Spot is moving in.
But this may have all been a tease. Mom arrived at the promised property to find out that it’s “a dump!” That’s how she described it. I asked if it was salvage-able (just dirty and fixable, or a complete shack.) but she was in too much shock to answer, I think. She kept going on about how she had been deceived, and how she couldn’t believe that the landlord let them come ahead, even though he knew the place wasn’t ready. Good thing Albert wasn’t supposed to come out for another couple weeks. She also noticed that the yard had great promise. Michael called me to get some information, but when I asked him the same questions, he said he’d let me know in a bit.
Mom had suggested that I move out there too, and go into a landscaping business with her. The idea has merit, but I’m not ready to leave everything behind just yet. For one thing, Jade would never agree to come with me. At least, I’m pretty sure that he wouldn’t. If it ever came down to it, then I would ask him … maybe he’d like to be part of the Landscaping Company too. Think of all the fantastic features he could create with his skills!! (I’d better stop … I’m starting to like this idea.)
So, I’m just waiting to see what’s going on now … are they coming back? Do I get to keep my sunlight? What happens to the student boarder if I have to move back into the suite? I’m afraid to move any more items upstairs … what if I have to put it all back? Bad enough that I’ll have to take my computer back down so that I can use the internet connection!! (Stupid wireless!!)
Damn … it all sounded so good! Too good, maybe, to be true??
Sweet Dreams!
Movin' On Up!
March 20, 2009 – 21:00
“The castle lights are growing dim. There’s no one left, but me … and him.”
~ Vincent Price; House of Frightenstein
Yesterday was not the best of days. Work had that funny feeling of tension … tension that didn’t let up, right until the end … which came forty-five minutes before closing time. I was laid off … apparently, I didn’t support the team enough. There was a catalyst, but it was still an excuse to let me go. I was not allowed to explain my side of what happened. I wasn’t allowed to defend myself at all. I was told that ‘… we’ve talked about this before.’ Yeah … during my first week of work, when I was trying to train myself. And I don’t think that had anything to do with this. Nobody had said anything since then either, so making it sound like an ongoing problem is just bogus.
So I came home … and spent my last evening together with my mother. I bought pizza … we chatted. I debated telling her that I lost my job the day before her big move. I didn’t want her to feel guilty about going. I spilled it eventually though. I needed to get it out. And she did feel guilty … but she knows I’ll make it work. She asked if Jade was going to help support me, and I told her that he’d help out if he had to. Whether he will or not, I admit that I’m not sure, but I’d like to believe that he’ll be there for me if I really need him.
We were up bright and early this morning. There was lots of hugging … and I almost cried, but managed to keep the tears in my eyes. I saw them all out the door, and watched as they left down the street. Then I locked the door, and began to clean. I don’t have that much moved up yet though … I’m trying to bring up only the needed items right away … like places to sit for my starter party tomorrow. That seems important, yeah? Besides, there’s only so much that a girl can do by herself!
Spot is still in a bit of shock. After about three weeks of wanting out of the suite, he has the whole house to run around in … and where is he? Down in the suite, whining that I’m not down there too. *shakes head * He’ll figure it out though … eventually. He’s a smart boy.
So, here I am … computer up and running (with a brand new all-in-one) ready to get some work done … and I have no internet. I bought a phone because I have a landline now. I plugged it in and checked it. I had a dial tone. I even called it from my cell to make sure that it was my number … yup. So why no internet? First, I thought that it was because there was no phone jack in the office. Which baffled me because my parents had internet in here and I don’t remember a long cord anywhere. I called my Dad at the hospital, and asked what the secret was. Turns out that they were wireless. Well, dad-gum! How much is this going to cost me to switch over, or to switch back?? I can’t afford all that now! *sigh! *
For those who are wondering, my Dad is supposed to be out of the hospital on Monday. Cross your fingers that he not only gets out, but that he is ready to leave!
I’m going to watch TV now … my cat and I need some time together and I need a bit of a break!
Sweet Dreams!
“The castle lights are growing dim. There’s no one left, but me … and him.”
~ Vincent Price; House of Frightenstein
Yesterday was not the best of days. Work had that funny feeling of tension … tension that didn’t let up, right until the end … which came forty-five minutes before closing time. I was laid off … apparently, I didn’t support the team enough. There was a catalyst, but it was still an excuse to let me go. I was not allowed to explain my side of what happened. I wasn’t allowed to defend myself at all. I was told that ‘… we’ve talked about this before.’ Yeah … during my first week of work, when I was trying to train myself. And I don’t think that had anything to do with this. Nobody had said anything since then either, so making it sound like an ongoing problem is just bogus.
So I came home … and spent my last evening together with my mother. I bought pizza … we chatted. I debated telling her that I lost my job the day before her big move. I didn’t want her to feel guilty about going. I spilled it eventually though. I needed to get it out. And she did feel guilty … but she knows I’ll make it work. She asked if Jade was going to help support me, and I told her that he’d help out if he had to. Whether he will or not, I admit that I’m not sure, but I’d like to believe that he’ll be there for me if I really need him.
We were up bright and early this morning. There was lots of hugging … and I almost cried, but managed to keep the tears in my eyes. I saw them all out the door, and watched as they left down the street. Then I locked the door, and began to clean. I don’t have that much moved up yet though … I’m trying to bring up only the needed items right away … like places to sit for my starter party tomorrow. That seems important, yeah? Besides, there’s only so much that a girl can do by herself!
Spot is still in a bit of shock. After about three weeks of wanting out of the suite, he has the whole house to run around in … and where is he? Down in the suite, whining that I’m not down there too. *shakes head * He’ll figure it out though … eventually. He’s a smart boy.
So, here I am … computer up and running (with a brand new all-in-one) ready to get some work done … and I have no internet. I bought a phone because I have a landline now. I plugged it in and checked it. I had a dial tone. I even called it from my cell to make sure that it was my number … yup. So why no internet? First, I thought that it was because there was no phone jack in the office. Which baffled me because my parents had internet in here and I don’t remember a long cord anywhere. I called my Dad at the hospital, and asked what the secret was. Turns out that they were wireless. Well, dad-gum! How much is this going to cost me to switch over, or to switch back?? I can’t afford all that now! *sigh! *
For those who are wondering, my Dad is supposed to be out of the hospital on Monday. Cross your fingers that he not only gets out, but that he is ready to leave!
I’m going to watch TV now … my cat and I need some time together and I need a bit of a break!
Sweet Dreams!
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