Archive for May, 2008
I have a stack of bills sitting next to me that I can not pay right now. I have people calling me at all hours of the day and night. On payday (June 6), I am going to send each one of them $10.00 so that they won’t take me to collections.
I will then focus on one of them on the next payday and start slowly paying them off. I need to get to work on the project for Gary. I’ve put it off for a few days and I haven’t gotten all that much done. I need to get this started so I can start making more money and pay off my credit cards.
It’s horrible. By the time I can pay any of these, I will be 3 months late on them. This makes me sick to my stomach!!!! I was doing so well in building my credit back up and raising my credit score. And then the economy and the job market in this place fucked me up. While *I* made the choices to live off of my credit cards, I felt I had to do that in order to survive. Otherwise I would have been homeless and going to live with my mom or brother in Georgia long ago.
I know things are starting to look better on the job front, but I will have gone 3 weeks without a paycheck. My first paycheck will go to rent and car insurance. And then it will be gone. My 2nd paycheck, 2 weeks later, will go to my car payment and a few of these credit card bills. And hopefully groceries! Tired of being in such financial distress. Tired. Tired. Tired. Makes me stabby and cranky and whiny.
I wonder if Electrolux vacuums really work for allergies? My allergies are bugging the shit outta me today. Although part of the reason I feel like such ass could be that I was awake until about midnight last night, after driving too and from French Lick after a full day of work. And then waking up at 7:30 this morning to take Josie to the vet. Could have something to do with it. Ugh.
I’m doing laundry right now and thinking I might take a quick nap, see if I can start feeling a bit better.
Until next time….
First, before I go into details of the concert last night, let me point out that as I was driving home from French Lick, I received a text from Miss Monique, letting me know the tornado sirens were going off there in Indy (which is where CBFI1 and M were headed). I texted him and let him know the message from Miss Monique. At about 11:30, I got a text from him, checking to make sure I got home OK and then let me know that wherever they were, it was ugly and nasty with the storms.
I texted Miss Monique before going to sleep, checking on her, but got no response, so she was probably sleeping. I’m hoping I did not wake her up when I texted her. I looked up the story this morning on their local news stations. An apartment building collapsed. Uhh yeah. That doesn’t sound good!
I was told to meet them at 7pm in front of the place George would be playing. OK. So if I wanted to get there at 7pm, I needed to leave here around 5:30. So I did. I arrived at the French Lick Resort at 6:58pm. CBFI1 called me and asked me where I was. I told him I was pulling into the resort right now. *cough* They were 30 minutes out. Are you kidding me?
Fine. Whatev. I went to Dairy Queen and splurged on a Blizzard – Oreo flavor at that. It was tres yummy. I wasted about 20 minutes there and then went to the parking garage and texted CBFI1 to let him know I was waiting in the garage. He said OK. 20 minutes after that, I called him (I’m an impatient waiter type person) and they were in Paoli. ARGH!
They finally arrived at 7:58! I was beside myself. They are so lucky I like them both and enjoy their company. I was prepared to hold it against them for the entire night. But as soon as I saw them, I was pretty much over it. But they didn’t need to know that, so I fussed at them a bit.
We found our seats quickly and I found myself sitting in between them. How uncomfortable could this have been? However, as I was waiting for them to arrive, I realized that I didn’t care if he was gay or not. I was looking at this from a GA point of view, which is a lot healthier than my own point of view sometimes. I decided that I enjoy his company too much to worry about that shit.
After we sat down, we had a BLAST. M and I were giggling like school girls making fun of some of the rednecks there. One guy had a shirt on, that said “I <3 hot moms” The <3 was actually a red heart. It was so Klassy!
I actually enjoyed a few of the songs George performed and my ears did NOT bleed. Amazingly. I think the company I was in made up for the music I was subjected too. Seriously. During the concert, M and I discussed Caribbean cruises and how much we would love to go on one.
After the concert, CBFI1 decided he wanted to walk around the resort. It’s a very old place and had once been a sanitarium way back in the day. The architecture of the hotel is amazing. We wandered down to the mineral springs, where I found Pluto’s spring and a sign that said “America’s Greatest Laxative.” Now you know I took a picture of that sign and sent it to my bitches. LOL
I got back onto 145 to head south to the 64 a little after 10pm. I was feeling very good and yet very exhausted. LOL
I had a wonderful time, and I am glad that I went despite my horrible attitude I had about it.
I still don’t know if he’s gay. I have decided that I don’t care if he’s gay. I just like him as a person and I’ll look forward to a great, new friendship with both him and M.
Now I must take Josie to the vets, however I did that once and found they don’t open until 9am so I came home. This time around, I’m going to take Chloe with us, just so she doesn’t lose her shit if I put her in the crate again.
Until next time….
to make a coherent post and explain how my evening was. I had a great time, it was very enjoyable and I’m glad I went.
Come back tomorrow for a blow by blow of what happened.
Until next time…
I need some cheese, because this post is going be a bit whiny.
My back hurts quite a bit right now. I can’t quite tell if it’s because of all the bronchial coughing I’ve been doing or if it’s from the way I sit at work. I’ve been trying to be mindful of how I’m sitting there. The pain goes from just above my lower back (like where the top of my tattoo is) and then up to just below my shoulder blades. The pain encompasses the sides as well. *le sigh*
I’m also a little cranky about tonight. I had to get up at 5am today for work and then I’m going to be driving to and from French Lick tonight after work. Ugh! I can do it I’ll turn my music on really loud and if I have too, I’ll call one of my bitches and make them talk to me the entire way home so I don’t fall asleep while driving!
I kind of wish we were going to the Outer Banks instead. But that’s just a dream I suppose. LOL
I’m sure I’ll have great blog fodder after tonight. I’m also worried about Josie, however, she seems to be acting normal. Except when she’s chewing on something she is not supposed to be chewing on. I could put the cone on her head while I go to work, but I’m afraid she and/or Chloe will get stupid and Josie will hurt herself even more with that thing on her head. LOL
The concert starts at 8. That means I am going to get there at 7, which means I have to leave here at like 5pm. I’ve never been there and so I have NO idea where I’m going. Thankfully I’m going up there in the daylight and I need to memorize stuff. Cause I’ll be coming home in the dark on country roads. In the middle of southern Indiana.
I just looked at the mapping again going up there. I’m going to get lost. LOL Not really, but damn it looks confusing. I could go straight up US150 or I could go to SR37 and then up to 56 where the place is at. Hmmm OY! I’ll decide as I’m driving I think. I’m going to have to remember how to get from the concert place back to the highway to get home. Otherwise, I’ll be lost and calling my bitches asking for them to do a google map to find me LOL
I need to go finish getting ready for work. If I don’t have a chance to post before leaving for French Lick tonight, I will definitely post when I get home or after I drop Josie off at the vet in the morning.
Until next time….
I finally finished that stupid online traffic school thing. Well, it actually wasn’t all that stupid since I am the one who got the speeding ticket, I needed to do my time. Ya know? It took me about 2 weeks to complete the course, cause I got to do it online and at my own pace.
Don’t give a Libra, indecisive, procrastinating, recovering compulsive gambler something that she can “do at her own pace.” Ever. It took me 2 weeks to get that shit done. LOL But it’s done and I passed with an 87% The four out of 30 that I missed all had to do with Kentucky law. Ugh. I live here, I need to learn those!
Now, the system I took the course on will notify the State of Kentucky errr the Commonwealth of Kentucky that I have successfully passed the course, etc. I will get a certificate and the points will be removed from my license. Now, I have all the secrets tips on how to drive safely! WHEEEEE
My brother’s comment on my last post made me laugh so hard, I almost peed myself. Go check it out if you haven’t already laughed with us. LOL
I’m going to go waste some time on Social Me and then go to bed early tonight. I’m exhausted! I’ll be posting about my work day over on Shutterbuggin.
I’ve been considering Lasik surgery. But I think I would miss my glasses too much. LOL
Until next time…
I have two furbabies, as I’ve mentioned SEVERAL times. If you’ve missed me talking about my girls, I think you need glasses. Or need to learn how to read. Seriously.
Last night, Josie (the almost 8 year old Yorkie) started acting FUNKY. It was a sudden personality change, so it had me a little worried. She did not sleep on the bed with me like she normally does, but chose to sleep UNDER the bed. This is odd, she is ALWAYS right next to me when we are in the bed.
This morning when I woke up, I had to drag her from under the bed. I figured she had a poop stuck in her hair by her butt, ya know? She acts a little weird when that happens (cause she’s a Prissy girly girl ya know). When I got her out from under the bed and turned over so I could look at her butt, I almost freaked out.
Her anal glands were swollen and she had been chewing/licking on one and most likely rubbing it on the carpet. It was red, raw and bleeding a bit. I put some Neosporin on it (my cure all ya know?) and headed to work.
When I got to work, I got out the phone book and started making some calls. The vet just across from my apartment complex could not see her until June 5th. Are you kidding me? My baby’s butt is BLEEDING!!!!!
I hung up with them and called another one, that is around the corner and a little further from me. They could get us in tonight at 4:45. I took the appointment.
I had some paperwork to fill out, new patient and all, when I got there. Once I was done with that, we were taken back to the room. The vet assistant came in immediately and took Josie away. This is when, for those who follow me on Twitter, I freaked out and Twittered that I could hear her whimpering and crying as they tried to “express” her anal glands.
The vet and the assistant came back in with Josie and informed me that her anal gland on the right is infected and there is an absess there, which is what she was chewing and licking. This explains the bleeding and rawness of it. The absess is as hard as her little tail nub and has to be lanced.
I can’t do it tomorrow, since I have to be at work at 7am and they do not open until 8am. But I will be dropping her off early Saturday morning for her procedure. She has to be put under for this to be done. They will lance it and leave a gaping hole in her butt so it can “ooze” away into nothingness. Ugh. I feel sick to my stomach.
We came home with antibiotics, which I started her on immediately and some pain killers. I also got a head cone for her for after Saturday. When I’m there Saturday, I may end up with another cone for Chloe. When the cone is on their heads, Josie won’t be able to lick her own butt and Chloe would not be able to get to Josie’s butt.
I spent $88 that I barely have on a credit card. Saturday’s procedure will most likely cost me another $100 bucks because of the drugs to put her under.
In order for this to absess, I was told that her gland had to have been full/swelling for quite some time. Does this make me a bad mommy?
Until next time…
the way I feel right now. I am beat. I am exhausted. I feel run down, run over and like I got hit by a Mack truck. Strangely enough, I feel better right now than I have in a few days. LOL go figure.
I went to my doctor’s appointment this morning and it turns out I have a sinus infection (who woulda thunk it) and the beginnings of strep throat. She said if I had waited any longer on the strep, she probably would have kicked my butt. Well no wonder my throat has been feeling like I swallowed some sand paper for the last two weeks. *le sigh*
I have yet to hear from Crazy Lady. GB told me this morning that he thinks I handled it beautifully and am approaching it in the way he would suggest. We also discussed how we feel sorry for her. I know she is ill, she’s an addict. She’s an addict who does not know the beginnings of self love and self respect. She automatically thinks we are out to get her if we don’t agree with her right away. She’s also very toxic for me and my program, so the less I have to do with her, the better off I will be.
After work, I went to Walmart to get my cheap-o antibiotics and then met Miss Laci and Mama Laci for dinner at Buca di Pepo’s (I have NO idea if that’s how it’s spelled, but it’s the way *I* spell it). It was tres yumm-oh. I’m full, ready to sleep and listening to the hockey game going on behind me. Remember now, my computer faces AWAY from the TV (this is such a bad spot for it), so I can only listen to stuff on the TV when I’m here. Oh the sacrifices I make.
I was excited today because we got to start our payroll processing training. Umm yeah. I am going to be so busy near payroll time, I won’t know what side is up. HOLY SHIT! That is all I have to say about that for right now. I’m sure as we go further in our training, I will have TONS to say. But right now, the only words I can find are HOLY SHIT!!!!! And two women have been doing the job of four people for 2 years. Holy crap! No wonder they were more excited than we were on our first day hahaha
I’m going to go roam around Social Me on Crackbook and then relax a bit before hitting the bed. I have to get up an hour early tomorrow and Friday to make up for the 2 hours I missed today. It’s nice that they are letting me “flex” the time. But it has to be made up in the same week, can’t be carried over. If I don’t make up the two hours tomorrow and/or Friday, I go without pay. Not happening on my watch.
Until next time….
I love weeks where there are only 4 working days in them. Makes for a lovely, shortened week at work.
I had trouble getting to sleep last night. I think this is from the fact I was preparing myself for my phone to ring at any given moment. *le sigh* Thankfully, the phone did NOT ring and I did NOT have to go off on someone.
I woke up at my regular time this morning, even though I don’t have to leave the house until 8:30. I have a 9am doctor’s appointment, so I could have slept an extra hour. Yeah, I didn’t think of resetting my alarm. I just got up at my regular time. I’ll just cruise the internet a bit this morning before getting ready.
Last night, as I was laying there trying to sleep, the rain was falling against my bedroom window. It made for a very peaceful “white noise” that I thought would help lull me to sleep. Not so much. It kept me awake for awhile.
My left eyelid has been twitching off and on for about two weeks now. Mostly on. It’s annoying as all get out. I looked it up online and have decided to talk to the doctor about it this morning. It could be from stress, lack of sleep, or too much caffeine intake. I’ve been working on the caffeine intake and trying to work on the lack of sleep. As for the stress, well that will be worked on when I have money to pay this stack of fucking bills sitting next to me right now.
This weekend is going to be action packed! Friday evening, I will be venturing up to French Lick, IN for a George Jones concert, courtesy of CBFI1. It should be a good time, even though my ears might bleed a bit. I do enjoy CBFI1’s company, as well as the company of his friend M. It will be insanely interesting to see what happens there.
I’ll drive home that evening, so that means I can’t even liquor up to get through the evening. Saturday morning, Miss Monique is driving down from Indy so that we can go to the Sex and The City movie with Miss Laci, her mom and several of Laci’s friends.
After the movie, we will most likely come back here to my place, watch the hockey game and just hang out. Sunday, besides church (oh yeah, I’m dragging you to church heh), we have a picnic to attend. The picnic is in honor of the 150th anniversary of the Fire Department here in the Ville. Firefighters. I think that’s the only word I need to say here.
I need to get busy working on that project for GB, so I can get some supplemental income coming my way. I have quite a bit done, but he’s got thousands more of these invoices that need entry onto the spreadsheet I created. Ugh.
I was looking online at some bustiers, just because it’s fun I guess. If I had a reason to wear one, I think I’d be more interested in them.
I’ve mentioned in passing that my title does NOT match what I’m doing. The title of my position is Fire Secretary. This would lead one to believe I’m doing a lot of secretarial work, right? Hmmm not so much. I think a better title would be Payroll Specialist. I do nothing secretarial. I do a lot of administrative work (which IS different), but I do nothing secretarial. I do not take minutes, I do not answer the phones, I do not do any kind of correspondence, unless payroll related.
I am maintaining the Derby week OT and when the State Fair gets here, I will be maintaining that OT as well. I’m doing the worker’s comp and OSHA files, and will be doing all the vacation and personal days tracking.
I’ve rambled enough for one morning I suppose.
Until next time….
I mentioned the lady that has called me in the middle of the night, both on Saturday night and last night.
I did NOT tell her to fuck off like I had intended this morning. I did, however, call her at 7:40 a.m. and got her voicemail. I left a message, similar to this:
Me: Hi CN, this is Sodapop, it’s about 7:40 in the morning, Tuesday. I hope I didn’t wake you up, if I did, I apologize. I apologize for not calling you over the weekend, but in response to your asking if I was “too sick to pick up the phone,” statement, I may not have been too sick to pick up the phone, but I was, again, sicker than a dog. I did not call anyone and I slept and lounged around my house all weekend. This is what I do to take care of myself. Again, I apologize for not calling you back. As far as what my “intentions are with the workshop,” the only intention I have is doing the workshop and doing the best that I can with it. I’m currently waiting for two books to come in that are about emotional availability and then I’m going to use them as reference points. Whether you want to continue participating in this “service project” with me or not, is of no consequence. It will get done either way. Let me know if you want to continue with it. One more thing before I go, please do not ever call me after 10pm again. I believe it’s rude and inconsiderate. Thanks. Hope you have a great day.
Let me know what you think of that. LOL I’ve almost got it down word for word with what I said, but I could be paraphrasing here and there.
In her message last night, she was very snarky and sarcastic and “I am a little confused and don’t know if I want to continue working with you on this service project any longer. You said you were going to call and you did not. I don’t know what your intentions are with this workshop. Please give me a call when you get a chance.” I’m sure I’m leaving quite a bit out of this. I erased it and I really wish I would have kept it.
It turns out, she called GB last night (at like 11 or 12) when she could not get a hold of me and she spilled her nastiness all over him about me. How lovely. I called him on my lunch hour and I told him what I said on the message this morning, he said he thinks I handled myself well and he had told CN to speak to me after the meeting tonight. However, I’m not going to the meeting tonight. If she wants to speak to me about it, she can call me. Before 10pm.
I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow morning at 9am. Manager Lady is going to let me “flex” my time and make up the time I miss. So I’ll go in late tomorrow and then I’ll probably head in early Thursday and Friday to make up for the time.
While I know my insurance is not in effect until June 1, I just HAVE to get to the doctor now. I’m tired. I can’t wait anymore. I’ll suck it up and put all the costs on my last remaining credit card that I am able to use. Shit happens.
I’m going to go find something to eat now.
Until next time…
I went to bed last night just before 10pm. I was snoozing so nicely and then my phone started ringing an hour later. Are you fucking kidding me?
I looked at the screen to see who it was. It was crazy lady from the other night. I hit “ignore” and went back to sleep. A few minutes later, I hear “voicemail received.” Great. Crazy bitch left me a message. An hour later (yes, at almost midnight), my phone rang a-fucking-gain. I ignored it and didn’t even look at who was calling.
I woke up this morning and checked the voicemail. OY! I had told Crazy Lady I would call her back on Sunday. I forgot. I didn’t call her back. She went OFF on me in this voicemail message. Whatev. I was going to call her and apologize today, but ummm yeah. So not feeling that apology now.
Her voicemail message was nasty and mean spirited. And she’s going to hear about it. I’ll call GB first, to tell him what she said and then I’ll call her and tell her to fuck off.
I am always on the look out for cheap flights. You never know when I’ll want to fly away from here and just get away! Although, it won’t happen anytime soon.
I need to go jump in the shower and get ready for work.
Until next time…