This week was . . . marginally better than last week. It at least went by a little bit faster. And I was pretty much on time to work every day. And on Thursday my co-workers and I spent a good two hours decorating the business office for Christmas, so that was pretty awesome. I like it when things relax a little at work . . . it just kind of makes everything better.
Let's see. I sucked at dieting this week for no reason other than that I just didn't give a crap, and I most definitely didn't work out. Blah. I frustrate myself. But tomorrow's a new day and next week is a new week and there's always a chance to do better. At any rate I definitely haven't gained any weight, so that's good.
But I did fix my MyFitnessPal weight loss ticker thing so that it reflects what I've lost since July, which was when I was at my heaviest. So that's good. It's kind of encouraging to see that 6 pounds gone thing.
My Christmas shopping is almost finished. I just have a few more things to get and I'm waiting on a shipment from Amazon and then I'll be done. I love wrapping presents, though, so I'm excited for that.
I'm so tired right now. I feel like I have a bunch of random stuff I want to write about but I'm always too sleepy and whatever.
I think I'm stressed right now too. Between the holidays, work stuff, and other stuff . . . gah. One big thing is that I need to find a new psychiatrist, because I'm really just done with my current one and the office over there. I'm not going to deal with them anymore, y'know? I'm jut dreading it . . . like seriously dreading it. Hopefully someone will be able to get me in before the end of the year, because that would be best. But I'm OK on medicine and all so there isn't going to be any stupid crisis or anything. Just not a fun process. At all.
I'm also in this weird cleaning/organizing the house mood, which is super stupid at Christmas time because deep organizing with Christmas gifts and wrapping paper all over the place is just . . . well, stupid.
I'm rambling. I'm so tired.
I think it might be time for bed.
Showing posts with label Fridays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fridays. Show all posts
12.13.2013
6.05.2013
Oh, Y'know, Nothing Much
So let's see.
I had my first evaluation at work last week. It was my 90 day done about a month late (my boss and I tried to schedule it like 5 times and then things kept coming up and we'd have to reschedule). Anyway, it went really, really well. I was basically told I'm doing a great job and to keep up the good work. The only thing I need to work on is modifiers, which I already knew. Overall my job performance is rated 3.9/5, so not too shabby. It's really odd to have a job where I'm not constantly worried that I suck or that I'm about to get fired.
Having a car is awesome. I love it. The only thing I can complain about is the gas mileage but that seems to be improving so I'm not too worried. There are definitely moments where I completely panic about it and think things like OMG I can't afford this and I need to just give the car back or something and what was I thinking this was a gigantic mistake . . . but I know that's just me being me, because worrying is what I do.
There are things I miss about the bus. I miss a few of the drivers, and in a way I miss the schedule . . . I've been 5 minutes late to work every day since I got the car because I just can't seem to get the timing right, which is lame. And I miss my morning downtime. I didn't realize how nice it was to leave the house and then have 40 minutes to just kind of veg out and listen to music on the bus before I got to work. Without that I feel like I just go go go in the mornings, which isn't really a bad thing, it's just an adjustment.
Last Friday Jerbs was off so after I got off work, we spent the day together. We had lunch at Karma (a sushi place downtown), wandered around the downtown area, then bought some bread and picked up Max and went to the lakes near our house to feed the ducks and let Max enjoy himself. It was so much fun. Max peed on just about everything, chased some ducks, and spent a good chunk of his time begging us for chunks of bread. That dog, I swear.
But Max's weirdness aside (and who am I kidding, I love that he's weird) it was an awesome day. I felt happy, and I realized after we got home from the pond that not once that day had I thought, "This would have been better with Corey." I think I'm genuinely starting to get over it. That's a strange feeling but a good one, and I don't know if I really am getting over it or if this is just kind of a phase (because I've kinda felt like this before). At any rate I just wanted to mention that.
I'm going to Kingman this weekend to visit my family. I planned to go because it was supposed to be Austin's last T-ball game of the season and I really wanted to see him play, but for whatever reason the last 2 games were canceled. I'm bummed because I was really excited to see him play. Austin is counting down the days until I get there . . . today it was only 2 more sleeps! I think it's totally precious how he measures time in sleeps. Too adorable. I just love him and I'm looking forward to seeing him.
I had my first evaluation at work last week. It was my 90 day done about a month late (my boss and I tried to schedule it like 5 times and then things kept coming up and we'd have to reschedule). Anyway, it went really, really well. I was basically told I'm doing a great job and to keep up the good work. The only thing I need to work on is modifiers, which I already knew. Overall my job performance is rated 3.9/5, so not too shabby. It's really odd to have a job where I'm not constantly worried that I suck or that I'm about to get fired.
Having a car is awesome. I love it. The only thing I can complain about is the gas mileage but that seems to be improving so I'm not too worried. There are definitely moments where I completely panic about it and think things like OMG I can't afford this and I need to just give the car back or something and what was I thinking this was a gigantic mistake . . . but I know that's just me being me, because worrying is what I do.
There are things I miss about the bus. I miss a few of the drivers, and in a way I miss the schedule . . . I've been 5 minutes late to work every day since I got the car because I just can't seem to get the timing right, which is lame. And I miss my morning downtime. I didn't realize how nice it was to leave the house and then have 40 minutes to just kind of veg out and listen to music on the bus before I got to work. Without that I feel like I just go go go in the mornings, which isn't really a bad thing, it's just an adjustment.
Last Friday Jerbs was off so after I got off work, we spent the day together. We had lunch at Karma (a sushi place downtown), wandered around the downtown area, then bought some bread and picked up Max and went to the lakes near our house to feed the ducks and let Max enjoy himself. It was so much fun. Max peed on just about everything, chased some ducks, and spent a good chunk of his time begging us for chunks of bread. That dog, I swear.
But Max's weirdness aside (and who am I kidding, I love that he's weird) it was an awesome day. I felt happy, and I realized after we got home from the pond that not once that day had I thought, "This would have been better with Corey." I think I'm genuinely starting to get over it. That's a strange feeling but a good one, and I don't know if I really am getting over it or if this is just kind of a phase (because I've kinda felt like this before). At any rate I just wanted to mention that.
I'm going to Kingman this weekend to visit my family. I planned to go because it was supposed to be Austin's last T-ball game of the season and I really wanted to see him play, but for whatever reason the last 2 games were canceled. I'm bummed because I was really excited to see him play. Austin is counting down the days until I get there . . . today it was only 2 more sleeps! I think it's totally precious how he measures time in sleeps. Too adorable. I just love him and I'm looking forward to seeing him.
1.25.2013
I Got Money In The Bank
I got paid today! My first paycheck from MHC! It was incredibly exciting. I only got paid for my first three days of work (so like 20.2 hours) but still, money's money. Plus I didn't think we got paid until February 1st so finding out pay day was this week was pretty cool! And given that nothing has been deposited into my bank account since November (my last check from Hastings) it's a great feeling. So of course I treated Jerbs to a nice dinner out, and it was well worth it, even though I feel disgusting from how much I ate and don't want to see or hear about banana pudding for at least 6 months.
Aside from pay day, work is a little stressful right now. I mean, I'm still totally loving it and enjoying working there but . . . my boss boss was on vacation this past week. Before she left she made a training schedule for me, so everyone knew who I was supposed to be training with every day and what I was supposed to be learning. And then it all went to crap because one of the front desk girls is pregnant and got sick and is now out until further notice, which leaves the front desk short handed. To help out, the billing office took over eligibility verification, which is basically just making sure a patient has the insurance they say they do and finding out the details of the coverage so we know if they have a copay or deductible or whatever. It's not hard, but it is tedious and time consuming (we use insurance websites for verifying almost every plan so you have to log in and obviously I don't know any of the user names or passwords by heart so I have to look them up). So yeah, that's fun. Apparently the goal is to be two weeks ahead . . . and today I finished Monday and Tuesday of next week. So yeah. It's what I'll most likely be doing next week as well. At least, I hope it is, because for whatever reason I feel really driven to get it caught up, at least for next week, plus there's something weirdly satisfying about it.
So that's work. I really do love it, and I feel like such a grown up in my office! Well, my half an office. It's pretty awesome.
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In news not related to work, this past Thursday my mom had to have another one of our childhood pets put down. This time it was our big fluffy orange cat whose name was Monkey Orange but who we always called Fuzzy Puff. She was an old cat (I don't remember when we got her) who we adopted as a stray; my dad found her in our yard early one morning when he was going to work, and he let her in the garage, where she immediately started climbing the peg hooks on the walls. That's why she was named Monkey Orange. She was never a very cuddly cat but she was sweet, and I'm so sad that she's gone now. But at the same time, there was something wrong with her back legs (like maybe she had a stroke?) and she was in pain, so I'm glad she's not suffering anymore. I'm sure she's in kitty heaven having a wonderful time and walking around just fine. R.I.P. Fuzzy Puff . . . you'll be missed and remembered.
Aside from pay day, work is a little stressful right now. I mean, I'm still totally loving it and enjoying working there but . . . my boss boss was on vacation this past week. Before she left she made a training schedule for me, so everyone knew who I was supposed to be training with every day and what I was supposed to be learning. And then it all went to crap because one of the front desk girls is pregnant and got sick and is now out until further notice, which leaves the front desk short handed. To help out, the billing office took over eligibility verification, which is basically just making sure a patient has the insurance they say they do and finding out the details of the coverage so we know if they have a copay or deductible or whatever. It's not hard, but it is tedious and time consuming (we use insurance websites for verifying almost every plan so you have to log in and obviously I don't know any of the user names or passwords by heart so I have to look them up). So yeah, that's fun. Apparently the goal is to be two weeks ahead . . . and today I finished Monday and Tuesday of next week. So yeah. It's what I'll most likely be doing next week as well. At least, I hope it is, because for whatever reason I feel really driven to get it caught up, at least for next week, plus there's something weirdly satisfying about it.
So that's work. I really do love it, and I feel like such a grown up in my office! Well, my half an office. It's pretty awesome.
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In news not related to work, this past Thursday my mom had to have another one of our childhood pets put down. This time it was our big fluffy orange cat whose name was Monkey Orange but who we always called Fuzzy Puff. She was an old cat (I don't remember when we got her) who we adopted as a stray; my dad found her in our yard early one morning when he was going to work, and he let her in the garage, where she immediately started climbing the peg hooks on the walls. That's why she was named Monkey Orange. She was never a very cuddly cat but she was sweet, and I'm so sad that she's gone now. But at the same time, there was something wrong with her back legs (like maybe she had a stroke?) and she was in pain, so I'm glad she's not suffering anymore. I'm sure she's in kitty heaven having a wonderful time and walking around just fine. R.I.P. Fuzzy Puff . . . you'll be missed and remembered.
9.20.2012
A Good Day
So today . . . was pretty cool.
I had an interview at ten this morning, for a part time position at an apartment complex as a leasing assistant. Even though it's part time, I'm hoping I get it, because it's a set schedule that guarantees 20 hours a week. And I feel like that would be better then the Hastings randomness. Plus with a set schedule I'd be able to stay at Hastings and just work like one night a week . . . if I wanted to. The interview seemed to go well so we'll see. Here I am with one of the Mountain Line temp stop signs after my interview . . . I don't know, something about this sign just made me want to take a picture with it. (Note: because of stop closures and having to get off at the temp stop, we had to walk about a mile to my interview. Lame). (Also note: aren't my giant sunglasses amazing?).
After the interview Jerbs and I went and picked up the rental car for my trip to Kingman this weekend. We ended up being forced to upgrade to a full size, but then the lady changed the insurance we were buying, and it brought the total down quite a bit. So that was yay!! It was so awesome to have a car! We went and had lunch, we went shopping, I drove to work and home . . . so. awesome. I don't want to give it back . . .
Part of our shopping included this little shop downtown called PJ Chilcottage. There's a wallet there that i've been drooling over since I got to Flag, but it was $25 and I haven't really been able to justify spending that much money on a wallet. But today, it was on clearance for $10, and it was the last one in the color I wanted, and it is now in my purse. I was thrilled.
As we were leaving the downtown area we drove by the snow cone place and it was open, so we each got a snow cone as a farewell to summer. Jerbs got pink lemonade and I got coconut . . . and that size is the "small." The first time we got snow cones there we got mediums and they were about twice that size.
Then we had lunch at Wildflower, did some more shopping, and then I went to work. (And oh, the joy of driving myself there and home, and getting to stop at a drive thru for a soda on the way home).
Now I'm home and I am flipping exhausted. I'm leaving for Kingman tomorrow afternoon (my goal is to leave at noon which means I'll probably leave at two because I suck at leaving on time).
I'm so looking forward to bed tonight. I think I might actually get a good night's sleep.
So until Sunday, blog world!
I had an interview at ten this morning, for a part time position at an apartment complex as a leasing assistant. Even though it's part time, I'm hoping I get it, because it's a set schedule that guarantees 20 hours a week. And I feel like that would be better then the Hastings randomness. Plus with a set schedule I'd be able to stay at Hastings and just work like one night a week . . . if I wanted to. The interview seemed to go well so we'll see. Here I am with one of the Mountain Line temp stop signs after my interview . . . I don't know, something about this sign just made me want to take a picture with it. (Note: because of stop closures and having to get off at the temp stop, we had to walk about a mile to my interview. Lame). (Also note: aren't my giant sunglasses amazing?).
After the interview Jerbs and I went and picked up the rental car for my trip to Kingman this weekend. We ended up being forced to upgrade to a full size, but then the lady changed the insurance we were buying, and it brought the total down quite a bit. So that was yay!! It was so awesome to have a car! We went and had lunch, we went shopping, I drove to work and home . . . so. awesome. I don't want to give it back . . .
Part of our shopping included this little shop downtown called PJ Chilcottage. There's a wallet there that i've been drooling over since I got to Flag, but it was $25 and I haven't really been able to justify spending that much money on a wallet. But today, it was on clearance for $10, and it was the last one in the color I wanted, and it is now in my purse. I was thrilled.
As we were leaving the downtown area we drove by the snow cone place and it was open, so we each got a snow cone as a farewell to summer. Jerbs got pink lemonade and I got coconut . . . and that size is the "small." The first time we got snow cones there we got mediums and they were about twice that size.
Then we had lunch at Wildflower, did some more shopping, and then I went to work. (And oh, the joy of driving myself there and home, and getting to stop at a drive thru for a soda on the way home).
Now I'm home and I am flipping exhausted. I'm leaving for Kingman tomorrow afternoon (my goal is to leave at noon which means I'll probably leave at two because I suck at leaving on time).
I'm so looking forward to bed tonight. I think I might actually get a good night's sleep.
So until Sunday, blog world!
9.14.2012
A Work Fiasco and An Old Friend
I mentioned before that I had one scheduled shift at work this week, and then I agreed to cover a shift for someone as well. The scheduled shift was Thursday 9--2, the cover shift was Friday 4--8:30.
Well, naturally I had awful insomnia Wednesday night and I ended up not being able to sleep until almost 6 AM. So when my alarm went off at 7:30 Thursday morning there was just no way I was moving. In a moment of rebellion and anger, I said fuck it, and went back to bed. I didn't call in.
So when I woke up, there were no missed calls on my phone from work. Which surprised me but whatever--I don't exactly work with a bunch of geniuses.
Then this morning I woke up to a missed call from work, and when I checked the voicemail, they were basically asking if I was coming in for my 9--2 shift. I rolled my eyes and immediately felt very superior. I was like, pish, idiots either didn't read the schedule right or randomly changed the schedule in the middle of the week (not my fault). So I figured I'd just go in at 4, show them my printed schedule that showed my Thursday shift, and say I forgot about it or something.
Then when I was waiting for the bus, I decided to look at my printed schedule just for the hell of it.
And wouldn't you know it, I was wrong, and I was scheduled 9--2 today.
I was like, shit. I felt so stupid. So incredibly stupid. I had been absolutely certain that I was supposed to work yesterday. I called work and was forced to talk to the store manager and I said I'd just had it in my head that I was supposed to work 9--2 on Saturday. They weren't happy but they didn't fire me. Then I called back around ten to four to say I was running a bit late for the 4--8:30 shift and I was told that the girl I was covering for was there so I wasn't needed.
So I didn't work any hours this week! Go me!
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But the good thing was that Jerbs was getting off work about the time all this was going down, so since we were both out, we met up and went to Sally's and PetSmart (where I met the prettiest little baby kitten who was built like a siamese but an orange tabby). Then we decided to eat at Chipotle, and Theresa randomly showed up!
We were totally stoked to see her, and she was wearing her USFS uniform, which makes her look pretty B.A. She got food at Chipotle (her girlfriend and others were eating next door at Panda, which Theresa can't eat on her gluten free diet) and we chatted, and then she offered us a ride home, which was awesome!
On our drive home we went through campus and looked at the new dorms and parking garages and reminisced about when we were in school and how different it is now than when we were there. We talked about how we both went to band day at NAU as high schoolers, and how weird it is that we were there at the same time without knowing we'd ever be friends. We talked about the time in '07 when we played in the parking garage and parking lot during a massive rainstorm, and I remembered how I used to drive to South Campus to visit Heather and Theresa and go to band practice and games . . . so weird.
But sometimes it's nice to reminisce and remember, especially with someone who's such a good friend and who's been there for so much of those experiences. And tonight, the remembering didn't make me anxious, or at least not as much as it has at times.
Either way, it was a decent day: no work, kittens, Theresa, and a trip home that didn't involve the bus!
Well, naturally I had awful insomnia Wednesday night and I ended up not being able to sleep until almost 6 AM. So when my alarm went off at 7:30 Thursday morning there was just no way I was moving. In a moment of rebellion and anger, I said fuck it, and went back to bed. I didn't call in.
So when I woke up, there were no missed calls on my phone from work. Which surprised me but whatever--I don't exactly work with a bunch of geniuses.
Then this morning I woke up to a missed call from work, and when I checked the voicemail, they were basically asking if I was coming in for my 9--2 shift. I rolled my eyes and immediately felt very superior. I was like, pish, idiots either didn't read the schedule right or randomly changed the schedule in the middle of the week (not my fault). So I figured I'd just go in at 4, show them my printed schedule that showed my Thursday shift, and say I forgot about it or something.
Then when I was waiting for the bus, I decided to look at my printed schedule just for the hell of it.
And wouldn't you know it, I was wrong, and I was scheduled 9--2 today.
I was like, shit. I felt so stupid. So incredibly stupid. I had been absolutely certain that I was supposed to work yesterday. I called work and was forced to talk to the store manager and I said I'd just had it in my head that I was supposed to work 9--2 on Saturday. They weren't happy but they didn't fire me. Then I called back around ten to four to say I was running a bit late for the 4--8:30 shift and I was told that the girl I was covering for was there so I wasn't needed.
So I didn't work any hours this week! Go me!
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But the good thing was that Jerbs was getting off work about the time all this was going down, so since we were both out, we met up and went to Sally's and PetSmart (where I met the prettiest little baby kitten who was built like a siamese but an orange tabby). Then we decided to eat at Chipotle, and Theresa randomly showed up!
We were totally stoked to see her, and she was wearing her USFS uniform, which makes her look pretty B.A. She got food at Chipotle (her girlfriend and others were eating next door at Panda, which Theresa can't eat on her gluten free diet) and we chatted, and then she offered us a ride home, which was awesome!
On our drive home we went through campus and looked at the new dorms and parking garages and reminisced about when we were in school and how different it is now than when we were there. We talked about how we both went to band day at NAU as high schoolers, and how weird it is that we were there at the same time without knowing we'd ever be friends. We talked about the time in '07 when we played in the parking garage and parking lot during a massive rainstorm, and I remembered how I used to drive to South Campus to visit Heather and Theresa and go to band practice and games . . . so weird.
But sometimes it's nice to reminisce and remember, especially with someone who's such a good friend and who's been there for so much of those experiences. And tonight, the remembering didn't make me anxious, or at least not as much as it has at times.
Either way, it was a decent day: no work, kittens, Theresa, and a trip home that didn't involve the bus!
7.13.2012
Friday Night
Friday nights have been hard since we broke up. I just can't help but think, I'm young and it's Friday and I should be out on a date . . . with Corey.
Sigh.
But aside from that it was on OK day. I treated Jerbs to dinner at a place called Diablo Burger, which was freakin' amazing. Then we went to Blackhound Gallery and bought some on sale jewelry. Then we hit up Barnes and Noble, where I bought a book on borderline personality disorder. I think it will be helpful in getting better. I also bought a little five year journal just for the heck of it.
Mostly I've felt OK. My head/face have felt sort of tight lately, maybe a sinus infection? Kind of like it used to feel . . . I don't know, that's hard to describe/explain.
Anyway. That's all for tonight. I just don't feel much like blogging tonight.
Sigh.
But aside from that it was on OK day. I treated Jerbs to dinner at a place called Diablo Burger, which was freakin' amazing. Then we went to Blackhound Gallery and bought some on sale jewelry. Then we hit up Barnes and Noble, where I bought a book on borderline personality disorder. I think it will be helpful in getting better. I also bought a little five year journal just for the heck of it.
Mostly I've felt OK. My head/face have felt sort of tight lately, maybe a sinus infection? Kind of like it used to feel . . . I don't know, that's hard to describe/explain.
Anyway. That's all for tonight. I just don't feel much like blogging tonight.
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