So this is life

I just had an awful week of work. All three days were filled with screaming, tantruming, upset kids. Sometimes it really sucks being me. But I did make it through. I am still not broken, and life goes on, right. That all makes me stronger. (really. I beleive that.)

On another note, Chris and I have been talking about moving to Seattle. It's tons cheaper to live there, the housing market isn't crazy, and there is a better chance of us getting good jobs there. I'm actually getting more amped about it the more I think about it. It will be really hard leaving here though. I have been in SC for almost 10 years. Wow. No wonder I feel the need to move. Mind you, none of this will be happening for at least another few months. Chris needs to finish his contract and I need to finish mine... which puts us in the new year. But what a change it will make.

Tonight all the clocks change. That means my 9 hour shift changes into a 10 hr shift with no pay change. But that's OK since I got paid for an extra hour in the spring. This whole clocks changing this is really wierd. Who though of it anyway? Was it people who wanted to confuse everyone? How many people will be late for things tomorrow because of it? Chaos!!!!!!

I got myself 21 Jumpstreet from netflix. Hee, hee, hee. Four disks of a very young Johnny Depp. Life is good. I will have season 2 soon. Erin had never seen it before. I feel old.

Halloween is in two days. I love halloween. Candy and costumes, is there more to life?

And now, I have reached that time where I go and do work. Tah.

Sigh

It did post. He, he, he. Now I feel silly.

Ohhhh!

I just wrote out this really cool blog about my past week and the computer ate it. And Now I am mad enough that I don't want to write it again.

Another week

What can I say about this past week? It involved lots of sleeping, several trips to the gym, and the ordering of my halloween costume. Yes, you heard me, I ordered my costume instead of making it. You know why? I'm tired of making costumes right now... Except that I was sewing this morning. Hummm... Anyway, I am going to be the cutest Alice ever! I ordered the dress, but I also got a puffy underskirt and stripped socks. I love Halloween!

The gym is interesting. I like playing on the equipment. I kinda feel strong and stuff. Soon I will be able to leap tall buildings in a single bound, bend steel beams, and crush small countries with the power of my bi-cept. Ummm, the power!!!! *grin*

I went out to see Mirror-mask last night. It was very strange. I kinda liked it. Very comic book like. It will probably be the next labyrinth. Minus the David Bowie... Which is too bad.

I looked on the faire web site and there are more pictures of me!!! I am kinda like a camera hog, except I didn't know there were going to be pictures taken. And I guess I am just in the right places at the right time. Silly me. I am looking into doing Dicken's. I have a friend who does the corset modeling for one of the booths and I think it would be fun. So the weekend aftr next I am off to see what can be done. Hopefully I can do it in a small way so that I won't be forced to stay all day every day... Or perhaps I can get myself as a caroler. Which would be fun too. I love christmas carols.

On the job front. I haven't heard anything from the Christians. I don't think they want me. Oh well. I'll keep trying. But I did get my shift switched from sat nights to friday nights so that I can do all my working in a row and not miss as much of my time off. I think it's much better that way. Plus it means I get long weekends. Nice for me.

I just remembered I need to turn on the dishwasher, so tah.

blah, blah, blah

It's Saturday night. The last weekend of faire. Am I at any of the four parties I was invited to? Nope. I'm working like a good little monkey. I have given up duct tape clothing, top hats, cowboys and Indians and received bleaching the kitchen grout as my glorious parting gift. Next year, I am getting all six weekends off if it kills me. (Since I am dying a little inside from jealousy of everyone who is there.) Good planning. Really.

I have bleach in my nose.

This past week was eventful. We joined a gym. We even got a personal trainer who told us that we need to work out. (fancy that, at a gym) This is all very exciting. I am going to go on Monday and start my routine... Hey, I have a routine! Hee! This place even has a lap pool. Goodie for me!! I like to swim. Hopefully in a few months I will trim and slim, and have cool arm muscles, just like the trainer said. By the way it is hard to take him seriously because he looks an awful lot like Will.

Still waiting for a call about the second interview. But since they called me at seven last Sunday night, I am not too suprised. I just hope they give me enough time to compose myself. Ok, so I don't really need to compose as much as get an acceptable outfit for a panal of Christian interviewers. Geeze, I want this job.

Alright, I still need to clean the rec room, so... high-ho, high-ho it's back to work I go.

Tah

this week in space

The tests came back normal. This is kinda good, but kinda upsetting. Now I have problems and no answers... *sigh* Oh well, perhaps a new job will help. That's right kiddos! I had an interview on Monday morning for the volunteer coordinator at a christian charity organization. They liked me. I hope to have the second interview set up for next week. And the (now everyone cross your fingers) I can get the job. Wouldn't day shifts, with no cussing kids, and a bigger paycheck be worth driving over the hill?

Anyway, I need to go to bed now, shift just ended and all. So god night, err good morning, or something.

Jobs, work, and faire

I received a phone call from one of the companies that I sent my resume to. The guy who called left his name, not the comapny name, and his cell phone number. Kinda makes me feel like a call girl. Just what kind of jobs was I applying to anyway? I did call him back, by the way, but it was just after 5 and no one answered... but there was mention of.."if this is an emergency please call..." Which leads me to beleive that it is a work phone. Let's see what happens monday.

On friday morning one of the residents was really pushing my buttons. She made me remember just why I am looking for a new job. As well as today. I really don't want to be here right now. In fact, all I really want is to be in bed. But I have almost 24 hours before that will be come a reality.

Meanwhile at faire... this weekend is Baccus weekend. Which means there is a parade with maynades... I am one of them. So dressed in a blue poly sheet I walked my way down the streets of faire. Hummm... The more interesting part is tomorrow dad is supposed to come. So I can be grouchy, smelly, tired, and dressed in fugly polyester togas. wheeee! Only one more weekend to go. Next year I am taking the six weeks of faire off! It will be a pre-requesite to working at all.

Wednesday... again

I had fun at faire this weekend. In case you are wondering, yes, this is the cure for the pox...

Today the washing machine...

tomorrow the world!!!! Yes, the washing machine is hooked up. (not the dryer, mind you) I have clean clothes in my house. I also have a very real sence of deja-vu with the hanging of clothing all over the house to make it get dry. Seem like I've done it before... like in Peace Corps... but without the bucket. Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful.

We just got back from seeing Serenity. It was good. I kept hearing that they were never going to make the TV show again, and during the film I realized, if they kill off the whole crew then there will be no show... Brilliant!

But more exciting than that... on the way home a friend of mine hit a deer on the road. Which made a merry little chase of us then getting off the freeway and looking for her. But she checked out her car and then kept going... and the other cars in our little gravy train were just fine as well. A little bloodier, but fine. What a night.

I went to the doctor today. She took blood. It sucked. But now I have a little puncture wound on my elbow. How cute. But maybe now I will find out what is going on with all of the hair falling out and weight gain fun. She said " We'll take the tests and hope they come out positive" How many times has your doctor wanted the test to be positive? Ok, it's not as bad as all that, the problem is if it's not what she thinks it is now, there could be all kinds of strange things that might take forever to figure out, that it could be. Which means I would probably be bald before we figure it out. Not what I want. So here's to being broken.

Now it's time for bed.

Good night moon.

And you though it was over

The continuing saga of furniture week!!!!! We have now been offered more furniture by Chris's uncle. I think it's quite possible that we will never have to buy our own stuff. Do we really look that pathetic? Not that I mind! I love getting new stuff. Sooner or later though we are going to run out of room... Then what am I going to do? Perhaps get a bigger place?

I am currently fighting the battle of staying awake. But to help me along I have enlisted the aid of no-doze. Yah caffeine pills!!! They make you grow up big and strong. But being at work also helps that. I have done almost all of the night activities and it's only 1am. What am I supposed to do for the next seven hours??? Perhaps I will start writing the new American novel... or maybe I will just rifle through the cabinets in the office and find interesting stuff to look at. Hummm, old daily logs... Exciting. Then again, there is always Yahoo games. I just love Zuma!

We are in the fourth weekend of faire and I am still a happy little clam. I should have done this guild thing a long time ago. Tomorrow we are returning Lady Schefield's hanky covered in green gook, proclaiming it's pirate snot and that it is contagious... Did I mention we are also going to cover all the exposed skin on our bodies with green too? Yummy! I just hope I am not too tired to have fun with it.

Perhaps I should go and find out what is thunking in the dishwasher now. Whatever it is doesn't sound too healthy.

Tah