Yay on the new job, but so sorry about the miscarriage.

Good news: I'm so glad to have detoxed from starchy carbs. I'm feeling so much better, my psoriasis is better and I have a lot more energy. I've lost 9lbs in 2 weeks too.

Bad news: I scraped the shit out of my car on Sunday - my fault, I was trying to manoeuvre out of a dead end street and, in trying to avoid creating a domino effect where 3 motorcycles were parked side-by-side, I ended up over-compensating and got the side of my car stuck on the back corner of a parked car. The only way I could get out of it was to scrape both cars, there was nowhere else to go. The other car owner was really nice about it, and insurance is covering it all except the first £100. My car's being picked up on Friday and I get a courtesy car until mine's fixed. But, damn, it's the first time I've ever had a fault claim on my car insurance. Thanksfully my no-claims discount is protected so hopefully my premium won't skyrocket when the policy renews.

Very sorry, amro! But glad you have a nice new job.

Good news: We are settling nicely into our new place.

Bad news: Still a lot of work to do, including buying a desk, which we really need to get on (our dining room table is functioning as a desk and I want it back to eat on).

Good news: Needing to decorate/furnish means we get to take a trip to IKEA!!! WOOOHOOOO!!!

Bad news: Stynxno has to work early on Saturday again this weekend- two weeks in a row!

Good news: This probably means Oliver and I will go to brunch. EGGS BENEDICT, woot woot. Or I will make some ridiculous Pinterest egg creation.

Bad news: Still waiting for my CitiBike membership card. I get disappointed every time I open my mailbox and there is no card! I see the people all around the neighborhood having fun, booo. My helmet sits at home neglected.

Good news: My sister comes to town a week from Sunday and we are going to Ocean City to see some of our extended family, including new cousin Henry I haven't met yet (and he turned one in April).

Bad news: I tried to convince my cousin/best friend Heather to come to NYC for a day or two during the trip for a little R&R, but she's not coming. Not sure if she doesn't want to or my aunt (her MIL) is strongly discouraging it. I think she could use a little getaway. Oh well. We'll have fun at the beach, I guess.

Good news: I decided to take the day I thought she could come off from work anyway, and I'm going to have a fun day to myself! Russian Turkish Baths, here I come!

Good news: I close on my new condo next week!
Bad news: I have to move all my shit next week!

News news: I seem to have developed a minor heart blockage, and I have an angiogram scheduled for Friday. It's appears routine, so classifying this news as good or bad is moot.

Good news: Fiance's job will reimburse some of our moving expenses!
Bad news: The quote from the movers came in higher than expected and higher than what the job will reimburse.
Good news: I posted to citymove.com to see if we can get a better rate from companies that bid for it.
Bad news: MOVING AAARRGH

rmless2, you might be able to get tax deductions for the moving costs, since they're (apparently) for a job. So save receipts!

I don't really have any news, good or bad.

thanks, great idea occhiblu!

oh, amro - I'm sorry!

Good news: My niece's cyst removing surgery seems to have gone well. (this morning) My grandmother is at the doctor now, and hopefully they'll figure out what her bladder issues are.
Bad news: My mom didn't get approved for medicaid, and now has no idea how she'll afford the asthma medication that she desperately needs in order to breathe. (I've already told her to contact the drug companies and see if they could give her something at a reduced rate, but she has no insurance.)
The pug *does* need knee surgery, and after asking the vet for a quote in writing, I haven't received a call back - hopefully he is just waiting on the surgeon to get back to him. But, good news - they can do it at her current vet, and it's looking like the lower end of the price range, so hopefully we can schedule it for 7/3, and I can sit at home with her for a couple of days and take care of her.

*whuffles for the bad news of everyone*

Good news: The AC is only going to cost $650 to fix.

Bad news: That's $650 I don't have, but I'm setting up a payment plan with my father.

Good news: At least my damned AC will be fixed on Thursday.

Bad news: I've had to cancel 2 events I was looking forward to this summer (LJ community convention and camping at a second hippy festival with my homie.)

Good news: This means I can switch some of the days I had already planned to take off vacation for some other days which is good since I was starting to get concerned by how low I am on vacation days.

Bad news: I'm really worried about my financial situation. I love doing all my dance stuff and whatnot, but I clearly don't make enough money. But I'm having no luck in finding another job. (Much to my father's dismay because he seems to think I can just snap my fingers and make a job appear.)

Good news: I'm slowly starting to realize that I'm making my own reality and it's coming out pretty damn awesome. Thanks, medication!

Good news: Cardiac technology has progressed to where they can perform an angiogram via the arm, and my case meets that criteria.

Bad news: I don't have a ride to or from the hospital, so I am not sure when this will happen.

The Good: One of my 10th grade English classes had a 90% pass rate on the state Regents exam this year, with a high score of 97% (a generally cooperative class with good attendance and effort, with mild Special Education, remedial reading, and English Second Language issues)

The Bad: My other 10th grade English class had a 10% pass rate (lots of issues with this class -- a mix of truancy, highly disruptive behavior, English Language Learners, Special Education needs, very low academic levels; many of these students, unfortunately, failed every Regents and most of their classes for the last two or three years)

The Ugly: Student test scores will count in Teacher Evaluations next year in New York. If your numbers are bad, you cannot be rated "Effective." Two years of "Ineffective," and you're gone. If a principal wants to fire someone, especially in a school like mine in the Bronx with a high percentage of high needs students, all he has to do is give the teacher all the lowest level kids in classes that end in state exams. It wouldn't matter that I have ten years of excellent pass rates and scores. I'd be out. Talk about a rigged game.

(And I feel bad for myself and my colleagues, yes, but I feel worse for the kids -- who's going to want to put their careers on the line to teach these kids?)

Ardiril, hello, we'd be glad to give you a ride to and fro in The White Couch.

It's all good news here, I guess, because I cannot think of a bad thing.

needlegrrl: have your mom apply again as it is usually retroactive from the first application, but this may vary state to state. Also, does she have a GP, because many will give out samples if they have them, also the medicaid/social services offices may know of the doctors and/or agencies with samples and the necessary forms to fill out for free or discounted medications from the big corporations.

Good: I caught the Sapphires and it was delightful. Soul, Australian film, based on a true story and Chris O'Dowd? It's like they made it for me.
Plus, I finished that new Marilyn doc, checked out the co-op, did groundwork for interviews, got equipment, finally put away almost all books and clothes, having hugstime w/ the Bees--

Bad: So freaking tired. Why am i so freaking tired? Why does being out in daylight sap the energy from me like the undead? Stick me in a cave and I will run for 72 hours; put me in broad daylight and I'm crawling toward shade because it is nap time.

Good: new contact with old friends.
Bad: everybody seems to want in on the act (is it seasonal?) because past useless time wasters seem to think they are entitled to waste more of my time. I suppose if they got the clue, they wouldn't be that way in the first place.

Good: Things are slowly finding their right place. It's a friggin' glorious mess in parts. I want to have a therapeutic open house for people with OCD so they can freak out in one direction and then turn around to the painfully organized media shelves to catch a breath.

Bad: I think I am absorbing the energy from this little cat to sally forth with more errands. I may be hauling my carcass around to deal with all this recycling...

And, Pips, that is horrifying, disgusticating, and it doesn't sound like there is any way to fix it any time soon to next decade with the way they set this crap up. Good god, y'all.

Bad: missing my Tom something fierce. I feel so alone.

Good: I've been able to be very helpful to my neighbors the last couple of days. Makes me feel worthwhile and they're great folks.

Good: we drove down to see my mom, youngest brother and bff today
Bad: the bridge/tunnel we have to go through to get back home was backed up forever and the kidlet was not happy about it at all. and the 4+ hours of driving + walking at the zoo was exhausting

Good: we're having lunch with some coworkers on the 1st
Bad: kidlet starts daycare next week and i go back to work two weeks later

Good: my dad is going to change out the bathroom cabinet & sinks and detile my bathroom
Bad: he has the time to do it because he's affected by the fed gov't furlough

ethylene - she's just slightly above the income cap (due to grandparents assistance for my niece) to qualify for straight medicaid. She's going to apply for disability in the next month, so that clock can get started. Thank you!

She doesn't have a GP - there's a doctor she goes to for her pain medicine, and he'll write her the prescriptions, but doesn't have any samples, etc, to give her, so she still winds up not having a way to get the spray. Currently she's getting by with other people's "extras" but I don't know how long she'll be able to do that.

Good: I had my first hair and make-up test for the October wedding celebration and it's looking pretty good so far. Also, if I want ribbons down my back, I'm going to have to make them myself, so yay for DIY wedding project! Also, if all goes well, by this time next week, my in-laws will be happily ensconced in their new house about an hour south of where we live.

Bad: The financial planning job didn't pan out so I'm unemployed again. And I'm really not sure what I want to do for my third career because I really never gave the first one a damn good shot.