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Waiting for a guy to call me about a bike. We're trading. I'm giving up a 1987 Schwinn Prelude (which is a little small for me) for a 1983 Raleigh Super Course (which is just my size). He's coming through town and I expect him to call any minute so I can meet him by the interstate.
I need to figure out a salad to make for a party tomorrow. Salads seem like a non-party to me, but...I'll do what I'm told. Even if it means bringing something that just wastes stomach space.
In other news: I turn 26 in two weeks. I can't wait; I'm so done with 25.
Working from home, went for an eye test this morning (I need new contacts) and, work all done, am about to have a nap while Judge Judy reruns play in the background.
It's cold, wet and rainy today but before it rained I noticed that the leaves had all blown into a corner of the patio so I did this week's leaf pick-up without needing to do any sweeping - yay!
1. Have to hydrate as much as possible since I need to go to my GP to get blood drawn because my pdoc wants to check some of my vitamin levels.
2. Have appointment with pdoc later today. This will be the third time I've seen her this week. (I've been having some really bad emotional side effects from the ADs I was on and we are both worried about it.) I hope whatever she tries next will actually work worth a fuck.
3. Found a few places to submit some poems for shits and giggles. I might as well try and throw something to the wall and see if it sticks.
Home today with a sketchy stomach. Had the day off yesterday too and thoroughly enjoyed sitting here and doing nothing, but I'm kind of over it today. If the tummy feels better later, might go in to work just for something to do.
BUT, yesterday I rearranged furniture in my bedroom. Now I have a place to sit in here that's not the bed. I'm enjoying it immensely, and so are the cats. It's also a little weird, since the bedroom furniture has been the same since I moved in 10 years ago, but I'm enjoying the newness and the reduced strain on my back now that I don't have to sit up in bed to use the laptop.
My brother is coming to town for his best friend's bachelor party, and even though I want to eat him up now that he lives in the Midwest again, apparently he only wants to use my fiance as a car service :P
I was writing a terrible NaNoWriMo thing, which I couldn't bear to share with anyone except KathrynT who now has a brand-newborn and is kiiiind of busy, but THEN I came up with a WAY BETTER idea! WAY better, man. Plotted out and everything, even though it was a wee bit complex. But then I didn't have names for the people, and suddenly I got busier, and I haven't written a thing.
I seem to have this mental block about my work writing. I have two columns that are due more or less every other Friday, and even when I have all of the stuff in front of me, and a really interesting way to put it together, I just can't bring myself to sit down (wait, I'm ALREADY THERE!) and actually do it. And then I get anxious all weekend thinking about how it really should be done. I got a new therapist this week who is supposed to help me get out of a lot of these ADD-influenced bad habits, but he's pretty heavily booked and it'll probably take a while to even dig in. Blergh.
I've got that job on the top of my list for the weekend, mudpuppie. I have to rearrange stuff every once in a while to keep from going nuts of boredom. Before winter sets in for real I'm getting help for a furniture move.
My dad started hospice care at home this week. Boss gave me an undeserved chewing out that I'm still bitter about. Daughter is working whenever I'm not, so I'm babysitting grandbunny on weekends. And so it goes...
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Madamina, I had those exact symptoms for YEARS. ADHD meds have helped. Concerta is kind of getting my shit together.
Me too, Madamina. I've spent the past three weeks straight with everything I need to write this past-due paper surrounding me. Ouf, the stress. Don't know why some papers I can do in the time it takes me to type them out and sometimes the ones for the interesting/difficult classes end up so late that I'll never end up with any good academic references. Yeargh. It would be great to hear what the therapist has to say....
Update to 1: Fuckers couldn't find a vein (AGAIN) and so now I have to take time off work to get an appointment that won't be until sometime next month or cancel another volunteering date at NARA. Goddamnit.
I have to leave work early to go get half my teeth cleaned (it's a periodontal deep cleaning and apparently they are doing the right half of my mouth today, then I have to go back for the rest next week). Has anyone had this? Is it hurty and scary? I am nervous.
Oh, I've got the drugs. I've been on Vyvanse for maybe four months now after a couple years on Strattera. It just takes an awful lot to recover from 30+ years of being a special snowflake.
Took my first (and last) boxing class this morning along with my best friend. It was fun as a one-off, but not something I would do all the time. She clearly loves it though. I'm glad she's found an activity she's really into.
Just got an email from a good friend back in NC who is home with her two babies and a very sick doggie. She got in touch to see if I would go to the vet with her. Her pup's got cancer and it's not looking very good. I'm sorry I can't be of help to her in her time of need. I'm sad, too, because I LOVE her dog. Happy hunting Hukka Dog. You've been a Very Good Boy.
Had two doctor's appointments this morning. At each of them I was prescribed daily "me time" doing something I enjoy. This will be difficult, since I'm not enjoying much these days.
Absolutely shittastic week. Kitten left again, and so I've put the posters back up, I've been checking the shelter...
which turned out to be a good thing, because I went home (the shelter is nearby) to see if she'd turned up and found that my back door had been kicked in. Destroyed. We had to board it up because...
two weeks ago the water heater died and it needed replacement. That drained the last of our savings and we *may* be able to do something when the hub's unemployment check comes in.
And the frosting on the cake is that a project I'd trusted a subordinate with went to shit in a big way, and this got us lots of negative attention from the very office that is wanting to do an "efficiency/redundancy study" of all departments, including ours. I was out yesterday dealing with the door thing, so I come in today and asked how it was going and essentially got a snarl back. I am so sick of this guy's shit. He can go get another job if he's so damned un-appreciated.
The plus side is I got to run with the horsies this week, and the hub finally got a job! Starts 12/1. Boo.
A writing project has now reached the point where I need to research something that I am phobic about. I expect to spend most of today scratching and twitching, and to have nightmares tonight.
And then to write a KICK ASS CHAPTER THAT WILL SCARE THE BEJEEZUS OUT OF THE (eventual, possible) READERS, so it's completely worth it. Right? Right.
Still. *scratches*
Also: must do dishes, laundry. After a hellish and unexpectedly hectic week or so, I kept promising myself I'd do the rapidly accumulating piles of dishes and laundry on Tuesday... but Tuesday our water main broke, so I had to put off those chores once again. Today is the first chance I've had.
Also: invited my sister over for dinner, haven't heard back yet. As busy as I am (and as bare as the cupboards are), I still hope she can make it. She's having a rough week (or month or year) herself, and I suspect she could use a hug and a friendly ear.
Elsa, can you have someone else research your phobic thing if you research theirs? (Though my own technique would be "dude, I'm writing about something else.")
I'll totally do it if you come up with names and back stories for my characters :)
(Madamina, that's a great idea, and one I hadn't even thought of --- but I think I need to do it myself, if only because the finished piece is supposed to be creepy-horrid. I can take it; it will just be the source of some discomfort and some sleeplessness, which is a very fair trade if I can write something that gives someone else the creeps. And frankly, after the week or so we've had, my skincrawling but harmless phobias have been put into perspective.)
And dittoing rainbaby and Miko: my heart is going out to everyone having a hard time. I know that y'all's thoughts and good wishes really helped me this week, and I am sending them back out to you all, doubled.
Nothing new here. Shingles takes its own merry old time about moving on. My stamina has improved noticeably, and that is a big plus. All in all, I am in better shape than last week.
I'm kind of anxious about a big thing I have to do on Monday, and instead of preparing (I am not at all prepared), am about to go get some lemonade and enjoy the sunshine with one of my friends.
Stew, if I can help you find something you enjoy, let me know!
My folks found a kitten outside of McDonald's and took him in, because it gets around freezing overnight these days. He has no identification, but seems cared-for and is affectionate and terribly inquisitive. He is currently trapped in our living room until we figure out what to do with him. Our dog seems to have a complex w/r/t cats and will absolutely not go near it.
I put an ad on the local classified website and outside of that we are not at all sure of what to do with it. Nobody in the family really wants to keep it (the dog is trouble enough, thankyouverymuch) so I guess its next stop is the local humane society.
Yeesh. Some of you've had a really tough week. Hugs all around!
I ended up winning my office's football confidence pool! I blew most of the money on new video games for the BF and myself. He's home from work today playing Call of Duty: Black Ops and I've been using my commute to play Lego Harry Potter on my DS.
As mentioned in the Christmas party thread, I'm super stoked for the holidays. The Christmas music inspired me to get a peppermint mocha from Starbucks. Mmmmm....
Unmotivated, broke, cranky. So nothing much new but I did buy a few sweaters at the Goodwill yesterday, including a giant green and white one with snowflakes that is teetering on the boundary between really cool and really awful - you know, that boundary that I am so fond of in my fashion, home decor and literary choices. Now I'm going out for drinks (not, alas, in my edgy sweater because it is hanging out in the laundry room after having the thrift store funk washed out of it) so hugs & winning lotto tickets to all.
Well, I am expecting to have a quiet weekend with my girls. I had an interesting week, and interesting in mainly good and fun ways, so that's always nice.
One downside - I'm about 3.5 weeks into the worst bout of insomnia I've ever known; most nights I'm sleeping 2-3 hours if I'm lucky. Saw my doc today and have some pills which should help break this cycle. I'm GLAD...I'm starting to feel the effects and I'm not liking my lack of acuity and poor memory at all.
Despite all that, I'm in a great place in my life. If you'd told me this would be the case, year or so ago, I would have had a hard time believing you. But, yessir, I'm a pretty happy guy these days.
I send good, happy-guys thoughts to all of you who could use 'em. Things can, and often DO get better, my friends.
We lost Duchess. She took a sharp turn for the worse and we put her to sleep this afternoon. The vet called a guy with a dump truck and a backhoe and told us we should be somewhere else while he removed the body. We are home again now and we're not sure we're getting off the couch for the whole weekend.
Oh, galadriel, I'm so sorry --- what an awful turn of events. My thoughts are with you and your husband, and with Duchess, of whom you took such loving care.
My week has been a self-inflicted barrage of unmitigated SUCK as well (yay, anxiety!), but man, I'm sending lots of hugs to you, galadriel, because that is just so, so rough.
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