I have become completely obsessed with the website goodreads. I joined about a week ago and have been adding books to my list ever since. I have almost 700 listed. And most of those are books that I read as a kid that I had forgotten about and have “re-discovered” since I’ve been browsing around the site.
That is all. Toodles ~
I just needed to move that old post down a little. It’s been an interesting week. The folks are on a real, honest to god vacation for the first time in probably twenty years so it’s just been me and the puppies all week.
I’m off to bed. I’ll make a real entry tomorrow maybe. Toodles ~
1:00pm – I only worked four hours today and I spent my last thirty minutes in the office, and the entire drive home, in tears. Good times. Way to look professional there, dumbass.
I have a doctor’s appointment in an hour and they are going to have to put me on an effing anti-depressant to battle the side effects of this blood pressure medicine. I can’t handle this bursting into tears shit anymore.
Yeah, I’m really frustrated with some aspects of my job right now and I’m more than a little bit pissed about some things too. But I haven’t burst into tears over anything like this in ages. And of course, then I get all embarrased and frustrated about the fact that I’m crying and it makes it all worse.
Fucking emotions.
Edit: 10:18PM - I should clarify that I love my job. I love the company that I work for and I’ve been promoted twice in the (just shy of) two years that I’ve worked there.
I’ve worked for several different companies in the retail and customer service industries and every job I’ve ever had has some modicum of stress. No one is 100% happy at any job all the time. Ever. And I know that and certainly don’t expect that I will be the first.
Most of the issues that I am experiencing right now are due to the side effects caused by the blood pressure medicine I’m on which exacerbates my depression and OCD. Both of which I have had under control for the past couple of years. Until today I haven’t used an anti-depressant in almost two years.
I’m dealing with frustration due to lack of training in my position as well as a lack of communication from some higher ups. Both of those things are very easily remedied with some patience and clear and concise communication on my part, which I have not been living up to. I can hardly be pissed at my boss for not communicating with me properly if I am not communicating my issues with him. Right? Right.
My doc did give me a month’s prescription of a very low dose anti-depressant to help me cope with the side effects I’m experiencing with the beta blocker. She is happy with the blood pressure med that the doc in a box prescribed me and doesn’t want to change it for the time being. My blood pressure was actually in the normal range today when the nurse took it. It’s the first time in more than 20 days that I’ve known it to be in the normal range. My doc wants me back in a month to have a full blood workup done but other than that I’m doing alright.
So, good times. Tomorrow is another day and all that jazz. Toodles ~
It’s Sunday. That makes it PostSecret day. If you aren’t familiar with PostSecret, it is an ongoing community art project, in which people mail their secrets anonymously written on one side of a postcard. (Thanks Wikipedia, I couldn’t remember the exact wording) Check out the PostSecret blog.
I’ve been a PostSecret fan for a couple of years now, I guess. My mom gave me one of the PostSecret books for Christmas last year. I’ve “read” it about a dozen times since then.
I’ve never sent a secret to PostSecret myself, but, I have read some of my secrets on Sunday.
I still love my job. Really. But I’ve been very frustrated with things for the past couple of weeks and I have a feeling it isn’t going to get any better any time soon. Oh well. Such is life right?
I’m leaving tomorrow afternoon to head out of town again. I’ll be in wonderful Lynchburg, VA until Friday. Good times. Why can’t my job take me anywhere exciting? Not that I’m an exciting type of person. I’m good hanging out in my hotel room watching To Catch A Predator or reading.
I’m putting off packing. I should have done it already because I really hate to pack and pretty soon I’ll want to go to bed but I have to pack first since I’m leaving straight from work tomorrow so I have to be ready to go in the morning. Le sigh. Yeah, yeah, my life is so hard. Whatever.
I have a doc’s appointment for next Monday to follow up with my PCP about the blood pressure meds the urgent care doc put me on. I haven’t had any issues since early last week so I’m pretty happy with them and he’ll probably leave me on them. My pressure is still above where it needs to be but it’s close so at least I’m not scared I’m going to drop dead of a stroke at any moment.
I guess I should stop procrastinating now and get my stuff packed up. Have a good week. Toodles ~
So, I’m home. It was an interesting week to say the least. The training went well, I definitely learned a lot. Whether or not my managers will like what I learned when they realize that I am going to be a lot tougher on them than anyone has in the past several years remains to be seen. Actually, I don’t care if they like it or not. Which most of them will not. If they would do their jobs then they wouldn’t freak out whenever I walked into their building. Anyway, it was both a good week and a shitty week and I’m just glad that it’s over and since I pulled ten hours days, I ended up off today. Yay me.
The blood pressure seems to be getting under control. This medicine is messing with me though. One of the side effects is depression and for any of you who have known me for the past few years will know that that is not a good thing. I spent most of Monday afternoon, after I got off of work thank goodness, laid out across the bed in the hotel in tears. I didn’t sleep more than a few hours a night all week and I’ve been kind of manic, all hyper and crazed and loud and then, after a little while, I crash. Oh, and I can’t sit still. At all. I’m either tapping my fingers or shaking my leg or whatever and I’m counting while I do it. So. Yeah. This is not good. I’m going for a follow up appointment with my doc as soon as I can get in to see him and he’s either going to have to change me to a beta blocker that won’t cause these side effects, which I’m pretty sure doesn’t exist, or he’s going to have to prescribe me a mild anti-depressant to take as long as I’m on this stuff. I can’t live like this again. I worked to hard too get out of it in the first place. Anyway, we’ll see.
I had a lot of things planned to do today. I want to get my hair cut (after 3 weeks it is way too long), go to the bank, go to tarshay and fill my allergy prescription (and browse the DVD’s of course), go shopping at one of my stores (my bro and s-i-l gave me a gorgeous pearl and diamond necklace for my birthday but I don’t care for the chain, and it’s too short, so I want to buy a new one), do my laundry, clean my bathroom, and clean my room. However, when I had planned to do all of that today I had planned on getting out of bed around eight this morning. Instead I slept until ten-thirty. Which I’m okay with because I was exhausted last night. Except that now I will probably not get all of that done simply because the later in the day it gets, the lazier I get. Oh, and I have to add go to the gym to that list. I guess if anything gets moved from today’s list to tomorrow’s, cleaning the bathroom will be the first to go and anything else that involves housework will follow.
I hate cleaning the bathroom. However, I like it so much more now that I ever did when I lived with a man. Gross.
Okay. I’m going to start my day now. You know, now that it’s almost noon. Ah, the perks of being off on Friday. I do love my job. Toodles ~
Well, I’m leaving again today and I won’t be back until Thursday afternoon. I get to audit my sis-in-law’s store so I’ll get to see her and see how’s she’s doing with the new job. And, I’m going to get trained. Yay.
I’ve been doing this job for two quarters now with no training so it’ll be nice to see what I’ve been doing right and what I’m doing wrong. And, you know, learn how to do it all the right way and stuff. Though, I have to say, my way has been working pretty well for two quarters.
Anyway, the blood pressure is almost normal this morning. I had a few issues yesterday but for the most part, the medicine seems to be working. Of course, I’m only on day three, but here’s hoping it continues to work.
Well, I’m off to pack and get my directions and head off to Tidewater. Have a good week. Toodles ~
Edit: Just in case you were curious, because I have noticed that some people are, I found this info on Michael St. Gerard’s imdb.com page. “In 1994, St. Gerard had a spiritual awakening after leading a Sunday School class, and, with it, decided to retire and focus his energies on religious instruction. He subsequently became a pastor in the Harlem area of New York City, extending himself and his church in particular to inner-city youths, and spends little time reflecting on his past stardom.”
So I woke up Tuesday morning in Harrisonburg with a horrendous migraine. Of course, they’re all horrendous aren’t they? If they weren’t they wouldn’t be migraines. Anyway, so it kicked my ass until yesterday. Wednesday afternoon I was getting ready to leave Culpeper and come home and I considered getting another hotel room and staying the night in hopes that Thursday morning I’d feel better but then I was worried that if I stayed another night I’d wake up and it’d be the same or worse and I really just wanted to be at home. So I drove three hours on the interstate during rush hour and have no recollection at all of getting home. So, yeah, that’s not good.
I said if it hadn’t gone away by Thursday afternoon I’d go to the doc and get a shot in the ass of Toradol. Mama made me take my blood pressure around one in the afternoon yesterday and it was something ridiculous like 190-somthing over 132. Now I’ve never really had an issue with my blood pressure so I’m not a hundred percent what those numbers even mean, but even I know that having a blood pressure that high is not good. I couldn’t get into my doc’s office so my dad drove me to an urgent care place. They took my blood pressure about six times in the hour or so that I was there, did a bunch of bloodwork, gave me my Toradol, a prescription for Vicodan and a blood pressure med that is also used as a preventative migraine med, and sent me on my way.
The Toradol worked. It knocked me out and when I woke up this morning my headache was all gone. Of course, as usual, it has made me insanely sick to my stomach. But you’ve got to take the bad with the good I guess. My blood pressure still isn’t back to normal. I just checked it and it’s 153 over 85. And my heart rate is 115. Kinda makes me not want to go to the gym today. I don’t exactly want to keel over in the middle of the gym from a heartastroke.
Anyway, so the other night when I was in the hotel I was flipping through channels trying to find something decent to watch on tv. And what did I come across? Fire Down Below. And I watched the entire thing. I was actually a little embarassed to even be sitting in my room all alone watching a Steven Seagal movie. But what can I say? I actually like that movie. There are a few other Seagal movies I like too. Shh. It’s a secret.
And if that wasn’t embarassing enough, I’m about to admit something even more horrendous than liking Steven Seagal movies. I watched both episodes of The Two Corey’s on Sunday. And I plan to watch again this Sunday. I think I’m sick. I mean, there must be something wrong with me right? I also watched a little bit of Rock of Love on VH1. I had a thing for Bret Michaels back in the day. Now, I’m proud to admit I couldn’t stomach more than about five minutes of that show so I happily flipped back to The Two Coreys.
My mother bought 300 while I was out of town. I told her that I was going to buy it when I got home and they could just borrow my copy but she bought it and gave it to me after they had watched. But she bought the regular version. I had planned to get the special edition and now I can’t really justify buying another copy of it, especially when I ended up with it for free. So I’ll watch my regular version and enjoy Gerard Butler’s abs and go one with life.
I bought the 20th anniversary edition of Splash on DVD today, and Spaceballs too. Two horrible movies that I adore to add to my bizarre collection of DVD’s. Good times. I love browsing Target’s 9.99 or less movie section.
Okay, that’s all for now. I’m off to watch Hairspray while I do laundry and then probably Spaceballs. My mom took me and some friends to the movies for my twelveth birthday and I got to pick any movie I wanted to see and I picked Spaceballs. Mel Brooks is my hero. Anyway, I’m off to geek out to some 80’s movies. Toodles ~
I’m off today people. Off! What is so difficult to understand about that little itty bitty word? O. F. F. Meaning I am not fucking working today! Stop calling me. Stop emailing me. Stop asking me to come to your store and do your damn job.
I’m okay now. Really. Toodles ~
I just wrote a huge post and I, being the moron that I am, hit the back button on the wrong window and lost the whole thing because I hadn’t saved. Fuck. That is all.
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