Criminy... Time has just been slipping through my fingers like sand through a sieve....
I can't believe we are halfway through July already...
Work has been busy, home has been busy, I guess that might have something to do with the fact that life in general is just one busy mess...
I think I will probably start posting more again since I have my partner in crime back on the weekends now... God knows the crazy capers we get into. Our discussions are of the things that get people committed to the state hospital.
Last night we discussed how someday we would like to own a vacation home at the coast, but we would not want it right on the beach because of storms and tsunami potential. An ocean view would be nice. Then Collin made the comment that he would want a fence topped with razor wire around the front, and I agreed. Turns out we both had entirely different reasons for liking the fence idea. He figured it would be good to keep people from running through our property in the event of a tsunami. I thought it would be great to have to ward off an army of zombies that would come up out of the ocean from China. Both are rather practical uses for the fence I think...
Collin's last day at work was last Friday, the 9th. We made a deal, because I don't want to stress about it, or nag him about it (and because I am superstitious and don't want to jinx anything), I am not going to ask the who, what, when, where stuff about his job hunting. All I ask of him is that he tells me if he has an interview (I don't want to know where or even if it's a first or second interview). Also, when he does land another job (which I know he will because he is awesome) I requested he send me flowers at work, and on the card I want it to say the company, the location, the wage, and the hours. Basically until I get the flowers, I am letting it go and trusting in my husband.
That may sound slightly crazy to some, but I have to do it this way. In the last couple months I have really finally started to get my psoraiasis to calm down, and my skin is clearing up beautifully. I don't want it to ever get as bad as it has been the last eighteen months; not only does it make me feel gross and ugly, but the pain and itching is unbearable. I think I have found a balance that will keep it at bay from now on, I just need to make sure I manage my stress properly.
Today is slated to be another gorgeous summer day, a little toasty but I'll take it considering how long it took for summer to finally get here. (And also considering how quickly it will be Fall/Winter again) It has most certainly been an odd weather year, but this is Oregon and that's just how we roll. I just wish I wasn't working today so that I could actually enjoy the weather. Oh well...
*yawn* (wow I really am tired I almost typed yam there...) I guess I should get back to toiling away at work... I wish Renee was here, but she's gone until Wednesday (it's Thursday for those of you on drugs). She is (well she will be) in Fresno because her hubby's mom passed on Tuesday. Sucky.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
I Keep Looking Up...
That way I don't see the shit I am wading through...
Okay, seriously though, things are okay. Spaz is 100% A-Okay, it's sunny out today, and I might finally take the truck to get a bath this weekend.
I have been holding off because everytime I think I will go do it rain pops up in the seven day forecast, and in my eyes makes the carwash a waste of money. We'll see what the forecast looks like Friday night/Saturday morning.
I haven't posted much on here this month. I think it is my way of being in denial. You know, kind of ignore the passage of time and the fact that June seems to have disintegrated before my very eyes... Collin's last day at work is two weeks from this Friday. Regardless of how much I tell myself, "We have a plan and we will be perfectly fine!" There is still a tiny, obnoxious, nagging voice in the deep dark recesses of my brain saying, "It is not okay, it will not be okay, and you're screwed." I hate the pessimist in me... Overall, I really am not that terribly worried. Collin is a genius and I know he will find something.
We have started playing the Wii again (for a while we were dazzled and enamored by the PS3), and started making up our own little challenges on Wii Sports Resort. We have played Table Tennis with our eyes closed, and have a blast seeing who can get the lowest score in 100-Pin bowling (which is a heck of a lot harder than you would think!). It's a good way to spend our evenings now that all of our shows are on their annual summer hiatus. The only thing we really have on right now is Hell's Kitchen.
Work is a nasty four letter word, and I sincerely hope that the changes we will be undergoing next month will make a drastic improvement in the long run (I know better than to expect instant gratification with anything new).
I need to figure out what to do with my vacation time (and no they won't cut me a check for the value of the pay). I have a week and three days of vacation time. Typically, I would take the week of our anniversary off, but this year is different. Firstly, if (hopefully) Collin is working he won't have the time to take with me, and after the last year of not having time off together I really don't need a week of vacation spent ALONE. Then there is the flip side; if Collin is not working, he will be home but we won't have any money to do anything really. So it all boils down to, what's the effing point!?! I don't know, I just know I do need the time away from this place....
Looking outside, there are a bunch of high clouds that are making it hazy. I hate that, because then it being a little warm begins to feel muggy and thick and oppressive... And as I look at the sky, I can see that there's a whole bunch of blue sky just to the west of the office... Figures. There always seems to be an oppressive haze hanging over this place. Haha... Couldn't help but be a little melodramatic there.
OH-A-MY-A-GOD!!! I AM SURROUNDED BY IDIOTS! Okay, not really surrounded, but do you ever feel that way? What's even worse is that it is one person who is causing all this headache and frustration... I call this person FurPits... And sadly, that is all I can say on the topic without going all crazy and shit...
I am bored with work... For the first time in the last year, I am 100% current and caught up with all my normal day-to-day tasks. There is a bunch of other things I could be working on and will hopefully be getting to this week, but I am enjoying being caught up. At the same time, it makes my days unbearably long. I can only straighten up my desks (yes I am that important that I have two =D ) so many times. OoOoOo, one project I can work on this week (tomorrow), is reorganizing one of the filing cabinets and make new labels!!! YAY!!! No, really, I am excited about this, I have been putting it off for WAY too long. And then, maybe next month I can reorganize the "document room" that houses all our back up paperwork....
Woah, I was getting a little too excited there. Need to simmer down now.
Now to go and try very VERY hard not to kill any of my employees.
Okay, seriously though, things are okay. Spaz is 100% A-Okay, it's sunny out today, and I might finally take the truck to get a bath this weekend.
I have been holding off because everytime I think I will go do it rain pops up in the seven day forecast, and in my eyes makes the carwash a waste of money. We'll see what the forecast looks like Friday night/Saturday morning.
I haven't posted much on here this month. I think it is my way of being in denial. You know, kind of ignore the passage of time and the fact that June seems to have disintegrated before my very eyes... Collin's last day at work is two weeks from this Friday. Regardless of how much I tell myself, "We have a plan and we will be perfectly fine!" There is still a tiny, obnoxious, nagging voice in the deep dark recesses of my brain saying, "It is not okay, it will not be okay, and you're screwed." I hate the pessimist in me... Overall, I really am not that terribly worried. Collin is a genius and I know he will find something.
We have started playing the Wii again (for a while we were dazzled and enamored by the PS3), and started making up our own little challenges on Wii Sports Resort. We have played Table Tennis with our eyes closed, and have a blast seeing who can get the lowest score in 100-Pin bowling (which is a heck of a lot harder than you would think!). It's a good way to spend our evenings now that all of our shows are on their annual summer hiatus. The only thing we really have on right now is Hell's Kitchen.
Work is a nasty four letter word, and I sincerely hope that the changes we will be undergoing next month will make a drastic improvement in the long run (I know better than to expect instant gratification with anything new).
I need to figure out what to do with my vacation time (and no they won't cut me a check for the value of the pay). I have a week and three days of vacation time. Typically, I would take the week of our anniversary off, but this year is different. Firstly, if (hopefully) Collin is working he won't have the time to take with me, and after the last year of not having time off together I really don't need a week of vacation spent ALONE. Then there is the flip side; if Collin is not working, he will be home but we won't have any money to do anything really. So it all boils down to, what's the effing point!?! I don't know, I just know I do need the time away from this place....
Looking outside, there are a bunch of high clouds that are making it hazy. I hate that, because then it being a little warm begins to feel muggy and thick and oppressive... And as I look at the sky, I can see that there's a whole bunch of blue sky just to the west of the office... Figures. There always seems to be an oppressive haze hanging over this place. Haha... Couldn't help but be a little melodramatic there.
OH-A-MY-A-GOD!!! I AM SURROUNDED BY IDIOTS! Okay, not really surrounded, but do you ever feel that way? What's even worse is that it is one person who is causing all this headache and frustration... I call this person FurPits... And sadly, that is all I can say on the topic without going all crazy and shit...
I am bored with work... For the first time in the last year, I am 100% current and caught up with all my normal day-to-day tasks. There is a bunch of other things I could be working on and will hopefully be getting to this week, but I am enjoying being caught up. At the same time, it makes my days unbearably long. I can only straighten up my desks (yes I am that important that I have two =D ) so many times. OoOoOo, one project I can work on this week (tomorrow), is reorganizing one of the filing cabinets and make new labels!!! YAY!!! No, really, I am excited about this, I have been putting it off for WAY too long. And then, maybe next month I can reorganize the "document room" that houses all our back up paperwork....
Woah, I was getting a little too excited there. Need to simmer down now.
Now to go and try very VERY hard not to kill any of my employees.
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Bouncing Back
Okay, so I had to re-read my last post to pick up where I left off after the last one. Now, back to where we were when we last visited my life....
The test results came back late afternoon on Tuesday, and other than some slight elevations in her liver enzymes (which could be due to the no eating, all vomiting) everything looked normal.
The next step from this (since she was still sick and not eating AND vomiting every few hours) was to take her in for X-rays in case there was a blockage that couldn't be felt with the normal abdominal exam.
Spaz went in for X-rays Thursday morning. The doctor didn't see anything that appeared to be causing a blockage but they still needed to send the films out to a radiologist for closer inspection. While she was there the doctor also gave her a shot of some strong antibiotics; in case she had something that was in fact viral or bacterial but not causing her to have symptoms other than the vomiting. Yet again we were being forced to wait for results.
Surprisingly (and thankfully), Thursday evening we began to see some slight improvements in the little monster. She began bathing herself again; although hesitantly at first.
From the time Collin got her home from the vet on Thursday (around 1:30pm) to noon on Friday she only vomited three times. Thus far since Friday morning (over twenty four hours ago!!!!) she has not vomited at all!!
Last night, (and I know this is pathetic, but this next bit brought me to tears) for the first time since Monday morning, my baby was able to eat. AND there was no vomiting afterward! She has also been eating throughout the day today. The next thing we are waiting to see from her is a BM, then we will know all systems are go!
We do have another appointment set up for her on Wednesday, but after I talk to the vet on Monday we will see if he still suggests going through with it. I think we will just to be safe. Although she is doing so much better, and the radiologist's report came back showing no apparent blockages or foreign bodies, the radiologist did note a suspected mass near her kidney. It could be one of a plethora of various things, or it could be nothing. Wednesday's appointment is for an ultrasound, and if there is anything suspicious they will do a biopsy as well. I would love not to put her through another vet visit (and also save me some money by not having to pay another chunk to the vet), but I am concerned that if we ignore the potential mass in her abdomen it could cause worse problems down the road. I guess we will have to yet again wait and see.
All I know is, after this, I have a whole new respect for any mommy who has (or had) a sick child, especially young to the point they can't tell you what's wrong. This whole ordeal has been nerve-racking, stress filled, and unbearable. The looks she'd give me when she was actually awake, and not vomiting just broke my heart. The looks screamed, "Mommy, I don't feel good" or "Mommy, it hurts." or "Mommy, I'm so tired." I think this was one of the most difficult things I have ever had to deal with. It definitely ranked in the top ten.
Hopefully it is all done now.
Dinner is done, and my husband is home, and my cat is eating and purring... Life is good.
The test results came back late afternoon on Tuesday, and other than some slight elevations in her liver enzymes (which could be due to the no eating, all vomiting) everything looked normal.
The next step from this (since she was still sick and not eating AND vomiting every few hours) was to take her in for X-rays in case there was a blockage that couldn't be felt with the normal abdominal exam.
Spaz went in for X-rays Thursday morning. The doctor didn't see anything that appeared to be causing a blockage but they still needed to send the films out to a radiologist for closer inspection. While she was there the doctor also gave her a shot of some strong antibiotics; in case she had something that was in fact viral or bacterial but not causing her to have symptoms other than the vomiting. Yet again we were being forced to wait for results.
Surprisingly (and thankfully), Thursday evening we began to see some slight improvements in the little monster. She began bathing herself again; although hesitantly at first.
From the time Collin got her home from the vet on Thursday (around 1:30pm) to noon on Friday she only vomited three times. Thus far since Friday morning (over twenty four hours ago!!!!) she has not vomited at all!!
Last night, (and I know this is pathetic, but this next bit brought me to tears) for the first time since Monday morning, my baby was able to eat. AND there was no vomiting afterward! She has also been eating throughout the day today. The next thing we are waiting to see from her is a BM, then we will know all systems are go!
We do have another appointment set up for her on Wednesday, but after I talk to the vet on Monday we will see if he still suggests going through with it. I think we will just to be safe. Although she is doing so much better, and the radiologist's report came back showing no apparent blockages or foreign bodies, the radiologist did note a suspected mass near her kidney. It could be one of a plethora of various things, or it could be nothing. Wednesday's appointment is for an ultrasound, and if there is anything suspicious they will do a biopsy as well. I would love not to put her through another vet visit (and also save me some money by not having to pay another chunk to the vet), but I am concerned that if we ignore the potential mass in her abdomen it could cause worse problems down the road. I guess we will have to yet again wait and see.
All I know is, after this, I have a whole new respect for any mommy who has (or had) a sick child, especially young to the point they can't tell you what's wrong. This whole ordeal has been nerve-racking, stress filled, and unbearable. The looks she'd give me when she was actually awake, and not vomiting just broke my heart. The looks screamed, "Mommy, I don't feel good" or "Mommy, it hurts." or "Mommy, I'm so tired." I think this was one of the most difficult things I have ever had to deal with. It definitely ranked in the top ten.
Hopefully it is all done now.
Dinner is done, and my husband is home, and my cat is eating and purring... Life is good.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Vomiting All Over The Living Room
And yes it is as gross as it sounds.
Overall, this weekend was pretty freaking awesome; I got to see Kristina and Emily, visited my sister and the kids, and best of all I had all three days off with my husband. There was just one little issue that made last night and the first part of today terrifying.
It stemmed from Saturday night when, with a surprising warning cry from an otherwise silent cat, Spaz threw up. I had never heard my cat make a noise like that, and there is no other way to describe it than a cry. After that little episode normal cat functions resumed.
Then we get to Sunday, where there was a couple more crying/vomiting episodes throughout the course of the day, and mommy (meaning me) began to get a wee bit concerned.
Monday came and as the day progressed so did Spaz's symptoms. She became lethargic, and didn't even touch her food. The vomiting continued and started to be a little more frequently, and all that was coming up was fluid (I know this is gross, but like when you just puke stomach acid, that's what it looked like). As night time approached we decided this was something serious, and depending on how the night went we would be contacting the vet in the morning.
Disgustingly and sadly, we found that she had thrown up at least another four to six times over the course of us sleeping (from 11:30 pm to 5:30am). Thankfully, other than two spots, she only threw up on washable things (i.e. a blanket, and the rug in the kitchen, and the kitchen floor). And after we got up she threw up one more time in her litterbox. Since she still wasn't interested in her food, and other than the vomiting she wasn't really active, we decided to call the vet and see if we should bring her in. I kind of already knew the answer would be yes; all of her symptoms could be due to serious issues, especially given her otherwise perfect health history.
Collin took her in and they gave her IV fluids and some medicine to help with the vomiting. They checked her abdomen and didn't feel any obstructions. They think she may have just gotten something that is working its way through her system. The vet gave Collin some meds to give her and also some lean, bland food to start her on when she is ready to eat. They also trimmed her claws (the bitch has razor sharp needles for claws) for their safety, as much as ours for when we get to try and give her the medicine (pill form! Yay!). The vet also took some blood and as of right now we are still waiting on the test results, but as far as he could tell from the exam she should bounce back in the next day or so. Should she get worse we will have to take her back in and they will have to Xray her to see if there is in fact a blockage in her digestive system that he wasn't able to feel with the exam. My fingers are crossed that her system will correct itself and the test results will all come back fine.
All that cost us $400.00, but can you really put a price on something like this? No. We can't afford it, especially not right now, but I will tell you this, I would have maxed out my credit card and then some if it would make my baby feel better. For the time being she is my only child, and I would do anything to keep her happy and healthy. Including the fact that the vet suggested she go on a lean diet because she is a little heavy for her tiny frame (but this has nothing to do with the issue we are dealing with).
As of right now, 2:30pm, Spaz has only vomited once since around 6:00am. I am hoping this is a good sign. I will keep you all posted.
And for anyone reading this, thinking to themselves "Sheesh, it's just a cat... It's not like a real kid or something... blah blah blah..." I have had this cat since she was six weeks old, she has been my baby for six years, and as I mentioned she is my only "child" as of right now. If you don't care, so be it, but don't expect me to give a shit when your kid is crying and vomiting all over your house and you're freaking out and sharing all this nasty stuff with the world. Okay, that sounded kind of cold, but I know any mommies reading this understand the bond formed between mother and child, even if it is a furry child. You don't have to have a human child to be a mommy. Okay, now I am going off on this crazy tangent... I think I should get back to work...
Overall, this weekend was pretty freaking awesome; I got to see Kristina and Emily, visited my sister and the kids, and best of all I had all three days off with my husband. There was just one little issue that made last night and the first part of today terrifying.
It stemmed from Saturday night when, with a surprising warning cry from an otherwise silent cat, Spaz threw up. I had never heard my cat make a noise like that, and there is no other way to describe it than a cry. After that little episode normal cat functions resumed.
Then we get to Sunday, where there was a couple more crying/vomiting episodes throughout the course of the day, and mommy (meaning me) began to get a wee bit concerned.
Monday came and as the day progressed so did Spaz's symptoms. She became lethargic, and didn't even touch her food. The vomiting continued and started to be a little more frequently, and all that was coming up was fluid (I know this is gross, but like when you just puke stomach acid, that's what it looked like). As night time approached we decided this was something serious, and depending on how the night went we would be contacting the vet in the morning.
Disgustingly and sadly, we found that she had thrown up at least another four to six times over the course of us sleeping (from 11:30 pm to 5:30am). Thankfully, other than two spots, she only threw up on washable things (i.e. a blanket, and the rug in the kitchen, and the kitchen floor). And after we got up she threw up one more time in her litterbox. Since she still wasn't interested in her food, and other than the vomiting she wasn't really active, we decided to call the vet and see if we should bring her in. I kind of already knew the answer would be yes; all of her symptoms could be due to serious issues, especially given her otherwise perfect health history.
Collin took her in and they gave her IV fluids and some medicine to help with the vomiting. They checked her abdomen and didn't feel any obstructions. They think she may have just gotten something that is working its way through her system. The vet gave Collin some meds to give her and also some lean, bland food to start her on when she is ready to eat. They also trimmed her claws (the bitch has razor sharp needles for claws) for their safety, as much as ours for when we get to try and give her the medicine (pill form! Yay!). The vet also took some blood and as of right now we are still waiting on the test results, but as far as he could tell from the exam she should bounce back in the next day or so. Should she get worse we will have to take her back in and they will have to Xray her to see if there is in fact a blockage in her digestive system that he wasn't able to feel with the exam. My fingers are crossed that her system will correct itself and the test results will all come back fine.
All that cost us $400.00, but can you really put a price on something like this? No. We can't afford it, especially not right now, but I will tell you this, I would have maxed out my credit card and then some if it would make my baby feel better. For the time being she is my only child, and I would do anything to keep her happy and healthy. Including the fact that the vet suggested she go on a lean diet because she is a little heavy for her tiny frame (but this has nothing to do with the issue we are dealing with).
As of right now, 2:30pm, Spaz has only vomited once since around 6:00am. I am hoping this is a good sign. I will keep you all posted.
And for anyone reading this, thinking to themselves "Sheesh, it's just a cat... It's not like a real kid or something... blah blah blah..." I have had this cat since she was six weeks old, she has been my baby for six years, and as I mentioned she is my only "child" as of right now. If you don't care, so be it, but don't expect me to give a shit when your kid is crying and vomiting all over your house and you're freaking out and sharing all this nasty stuff with the world. Okay, that sounded kind of cold, but I know any mommies reading this understand the bond formed between mother and child, even if it is a furry child. You don't have to have a human child to be a mommy. Okay, now I am going off on this crazy tangent... I think I should get back to work...
Sunday, May 23, 2010
When It Rains It Doesn't Always Pour...
Sometimes it is just a miserable, depressing drizzle. That's what May has been like... Really it's been that way since the thirtieth of April. That's when we found out Collin would be losing his job, permanently. Then a week later we found out the definite date in which he'd be losing his job. It has been rather stressful, and as much as I try to avoid the stress it's there. It also doesn't help that this last month at work has been almost beyond Hell. It's not that I expect anything to be easy, because that's not the way life is, I just wish the peaceful periods were a little bit longer. Much like the weather here these last couple weeks, it seems to be dark, gloomy, nasty and raining much more than it is sunny and gorgeous. Makes me remember to not take those sunny days for granted.
My hair is driving me mad. I don't know what I am going to do about it. My hair chick is now in Ohio, and I am full of trepidation at the thought of trying to find another person to do my hair and do it well. She set the bar high, and I miss her terribly (not just for my hair's sake either).
Today I had planned on bouncing over to the coast to surprise Kristina with birthday wishes, but that train of good intentions got violently derailed Friday night. I had finished getting dinner ready to go in the oven (homemade supreme pizza with turkey pepperoni, red and green bell peppers, onions, olives, and cheese!) and I heard my phone beep. I assumed it was Collin texting me to let me know he was leaving work. Turns out he had already done that a few minutes before, and he was texting me to let me know the effing car wouldn't start.... Even after one of his work pals gave him a jump it wouldn't start. So he needed me to come pick him up. I brought the voltmeter with me along with all the other tools I knew came from his car, and we checked the battery when I got there. The battery was fine. I had him try starting it while I was there (I am one of those audio/visual people when it comes to some things), and our best guess was it was the starter. We came home and began trying to find a starter for the car. Our best bet was AutoZone and they couldn't get one until Tuesday. Cart before horse, we still needed to make sure that it was in fact the starter that was giving us problems. So we got up at the ass crack of dawn (which sucked all the more for me because I was really looking forward to sleeping in Saturday) and headed up to Wilsonville so we could pull the starter and take it to the nearest AutoZone in Newberg, still leaving time to get Collin back in time for work. AutoZone tested the starter and while electrically-speaking it tested good, the guy could see clearly that it wasn't spinning at all because the bearing had seized (flash back to January when we were having the other issues with the Toyota and we had the starter tested and the guy had warned us that the bearing was going out). It was one of those moments when I was ecstatic that a part was bad in my car. It's much easier to deal with when you know what's wrong with a vehicle.
After that I dropped Collin off for work and went about taking care of things that needed to be handled and then went and got Collin from work at seven. Today he started a new schedule and he just took the truck to work (obviously leaving me without a vehicle; his car is dead at work), as he will again tomorrow. His new schedule (probably for the remainder of his days with the company) is back to four tens Friday thru Monday. Tomorrow the forecast says it should be dry, and I pray that it's right since I will be riding my bike to work. My teleporting skills are a wee bit dodgy still... My luck and I would end up in the jungles of Brazil...
Tuesday Collin is off, so he can ride with me (and Renee) to work, and then take the truck. The part will be in on that day. Due to this I canceled my appointment to get more fillings done and rescheduled for the 1st. This way, after work, we can go up to Wilsonville and put the starter in and (since Collin can't drive both cars at once) we can each drive our respective cars home.
Yay! Oh, to be an adult...
This next week should be a ball at work. Last week of an extremely short month. I am so excited for my upcoming three day weekend (thank you Memorial Day!), especially since Collin will be off the entire weekend with me! Saturday or Sunday we are going to the coast to visit the family. Hopefully we will be popping into town to see Kristina too!
I need to start posting on here again more regularly; it's a good outlet for my stress, and I know my faithful readers have missed me! Just be warned that the next couple months they may get sort of weird; stress does that to me.... OooOooOoo, sunshine! And in the time it took me to type that it went away... Sad, but so very Oregon.
XOXO,
Gossip Girl
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Oops. Wrong blog... Tehehe! (Made you smile and/or laugh!)
My hair is driving me mad. I don't know what I am going to do about it. My hair chick is now in Ohio, and I am full of trepidation at the thought of trying to find another person to do my hair and do it well. She set the bar high, and I miss her terribly (not just for my hair's sake either).
Today I had planned on bouncing over to the coast to surprise Kristina with birthday wishes, but that train of good intentions got violently derailed Friday night. I had finished getting dinner ready to go in the oven (homemade supreme pizza with turkey pepperoni, red and green bell peppers, onions, olives, and cheese!) and I heard my phone beep. I assumed it was Collin texting me to let me know he was leaving work. Turns out he had already done that a few minutes before, and he was texting me to let me know the effing car wouldn't start.... Even after one of his work pals gave him a jump it wouldn't start. So he needed me to come pick him up. I brought the voltmeter with me along with all the other tools I knew came from his car, and we checked the battery when I got there. The battery was fine. I had him try starting it while I was there (I am one of those audio/visual people when it comes to some things), and our best guess was it was the starter. We came home and began trying to find a starter for the car. Our best bet was AutoZone and they couldn't get one until Tuesday. Cart before horse, we still needed to make sure that it was in fact the starter that was giving us problems. So we got up at the ass crack of dawn (which sucked all the more for me because I was really looking forward to sleeping in Saturday) and headed up to Wilsonville so we could pull the starter and take it to the nearest AutoZone in Newberg, still leaving time to get Collin back in time for work. AutoZone tested the starter and while electrically-speaking it tested good, the guy could see clearly that it wasn't spinning at all because the bearing had seized (flash back to January when we were having the other issues with the Toyota and we had the starter tested and the guy had warned us that the bearing was going out). It was one of those moments when I was ecstatic that a part was bad in my car. It's much easier to deal with when you know what's wrong with a vehicle.
After that I dropped Collin off for work and went about taking care of things that needed to be handled and then went and got Collin from work at seven. Today he started a new schedule and he just took the truck to work (obviously leaving me without a vehicle; his car is dead at work), as he will again tomorrow. His new schedule (probably for the remainder of his days with the company) is back to four tens Friday thru Monday. Tomorrow the forecast says it should be dry, and I pray that it's right since I will be riding my bike to work. My teleporting skills are a wee bit dodgy still... My luck and I would end up in the jungles of Brazil...
Tuesday Collin is off, so he can ride with me (and Renee) to work, and then take the truck. The part will be in on that day. Due to this I canceled my appointment to get more fillings done and rescheduled for the 1st. This way, after work, we can go up to Wilsonville and put the starter in and (since Collin can't drive both cars at once) we can each drive our respective cars home.
Yay! Oh, to be an adult...
This next week should be a ball at work. Last week of an extremely short month. I am so excited for my upcoming three day weekend (thank you Memorial Day!), especially since Collin will be off the entire weekend with me! Saturday or Sunday we are going to the coast to visit the family. Hopefully we will be popping into town to see Kristina too!
I need to start posting on here again more regularly; it's a good outlet for my stress, and I know my faithful readers have missed me! Just be warned that the next couple months they may get sort of weird; stress does that to me.... OooOooOoo, sunshine! And in the time it took me to type that it went away... Sad, but so very Oregon.
XOXO,
Gossip Girl
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Oops. Wrong blog... Tehehe! (Made you smile and/or laugh!)
200th Post: Double The Epic-ness of 100
First, HAPPY 25TH BIRTHDAY TO MY BEST AND DEAREST FRIEND, KRISTINA! I love you, and wish you a spectacularly awesome everything!
Second, I am attempting to publish a word on in the Urban Dictionary; titty pits. There are similar terms in there, but not this one. Here is the definition I submitted to them:
Second, I am attempting to publish a word on in the Urban Dictionary; titty pits. There are similar terms in there, but not this one. Here is the definition I submitted to them:
Titty Pits
Refers to the crevice located beneath moobs where sweat and dead skin cells create a playground for bacteria, and can create body odor unlike any armpit.
"What's that smell? Are you wearing deodorant at all?"
"Yes, I am... *sniff sniff* Oh, it's my titty pits."
"Yes, I am... *sniff sniff* Oh, it's my titty pits."
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes...
... Have been overly abundant and quite stressful. Which is partially why I haven't posted in almost three weeks. Turmoil and upheaval tend to make me focus more internally and "shut off" from the outside world. Heck, even my Facebook statuses have been rather far and few between.
So, where to begin....
How about with what has caused these drastic changes? In February of this year Collin's company filed for chapter eleven bankruptcy protection. On April 30th, they announced that the court did not accept any of their plans for restructuring the company, and liquidation was set to begin within the next two weeks (for any non-business saavy readers this equals bye-bye company... FOR GOOD). We found out at this time that Collin's job would obviously be ending sometime in the next two to three months. Then, a week to the day after the announcement was made, (so May 7th for those of you on drugs) Collin got his sixty day notice. His official last day will be July 9th. Yea, it's sad... Really, really sad because a ton of really awesome people at his work are now going to be unemployed. I hope and wish they all find amazing jobs.
Honestly? I am really not stressing over this. If worst comes to worst, and Collin doesn't get a job right away, we'll be okay. Thankfully, we have paid off a bunch of stuff in this last year (since the last time he was laid off by the company), so we will be financially okay. Plus he can also whore himself out to employment agencies and that will help. At first it was too much to take in, but now, having gone over a worst-case-scenario budget and planning the next couple months of what to pay off and so forth, it is extremely manageable. Another upside to all of this: Hopefully when he gets something new, we will have weekends together again! So, don't worry about me!
Let's see, that has really been the focal point of everything going on right now. I did land an interview with ODFW last month, it went well, but they went with another candidate. Oh well. When I am meant to get a new job and leave this one it will happen. For now I am at peace with my position and the apparent security I have with the company. This doesn't mean I am not looking at State jobs, I'm just not stressing on it. I know that when I find the right position it will all meld together perfectly.
Today I get to take a long lunch and go have my teeth cleaned (need to take advantage of the dental benefits while I can!). Speaking of, sadly with all the upheaval, until the seas have calmed I will not be getting my implant surgery as planned. Sucky, I know, but that's life. I still have ten months until I would have to get the prices re-quoted, and as we can see from the last three weeks of my life it can all change in the blink of an eye. Who knows where the next month could take us? Or even the next hour...
Now, before I get too much deeper and philosophical (wow, I spelled that right... It's one of those words that always looks like I spelled it wrong...) I need to get to work. Peace out bitches! The next post has to be epic; it'll be my TWO HUNDREDTH POST!!! OoOoOo, I am going to take a look back at post #100 when I am done with this... (looking now....) If you want you can check it out, it was fairly epic news: 100th Posting
So, where to begin....
How about with what has caused these drastic changes? In February of this year Collin's company filed for chapter eleven bankruptcy protection. On April 30th, they announced that the court did not accept any of their plans for restructuring the company, and liquidation was set to begin within the next two weeks (for any non-business saavy readers this equals bye-bye company... FOR GOOD). We found out at this time that Collin's job would obviously be ending sometime in the next two to three months. Then, a week to the day after the announcement was made, (so May 7th for those of you on drugs) Collin got his sixty day notice. His official last day will be July 9th. Yea, it's sad... Really, really sad because a ton of really awesome people at his work are now going to be unemployed. I hope and wish they all find amazing jobs.
Honestly? I am really not stressing over this. If worst comes to worst, and Collin doesn't get a job right away, we'll be okay. Thankfully, we have paid off a bunch of stuff in this last year (since the last time he was laid off by the company), so we will be financially okay. Plus he can also whore himself out to employment agencies and that will help. At first it was too much to take in, but now, having gone over a worst-case-scenario budget and planning the next couple months of what to pay off and so forth, it is extremely manageable. Another upside to all of this: Hopefully when he gets something new, we will have weekends together again! So, don't worry about me!
Let's see, that has really been the focal point of everything going on right now. I did land an interview with ODFW last month, it went well, but they went with another candidate. Oh well. When I am meant to get a new job and leave this one it will happen. For now I am at peace with my position and the apparent security I have with the company. This doesn't mean I am not looking at State jobs, I'm just not stressing on it. I know that when I find the right position it will all meld together perfectly.
Today I get to take a long lunch and go have my teeth cleaned (need to take advantage of the dental benefits while I can!). Speaking of, sadly with all the upheaval, until the seas have calmed I will not be getting my implant surgery as planned. Sucky, I know, but that's life. I still have ten months until I would have to get the prices re-quoted, and as we can see from the last three weeks of my life it can all change in the blink of an eye. Who knows where the next month could take us? Or even the next hour...
Now, before I get too much deeper and philosophical (wow, I spelled that right... It's one of those words that always looks like I spelled it wrong...) I need to get to work. Peace out bitches! The next post has to be epic; it'll be my TWO HUNDREDTH POST!!! OoOoOo, I am going to take a look back at post #100 when I am done with this... (looking now....) If you want you can check it out, it was fairly epic news: 100th Posting
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