Domestic Geek

Well, as you probably guessed by the previous post, I'm awake early for a Saturday morning. I didn't go to bed until almost midnight, so this stinks. I awoke with heartburn and a horribly sore throat a little before 5 am. I just can't shake the sickness totally and it's really pissing me off. I am hoping that after a bit of web surfing, the ibuprofen will soothe the pain in my throat and I can sleep again.

It also snowed as expected last night and it's a bit windy right at the moment. Yuck. It's a little chilly back here in the craft room where my computer is and the power keeping flickering. *sigh* I need to head to WalMart, but I guess that will wait until tomorrow morning since I don't feel like driving in snow or clearing off the car. I'm certainly not fighting Saturday shoppers later in the day.

I'm kind of annoyed with my bank right now. Their customer service really blows. I'm not going to share what happened, but I'm fed up. I think I need to start shopping for a new bank.

I'm supposed to be to work at 7 am every Monday through Friday. I knew I was going to have to leave early this morning because of the freezing drizzle we had last night. Well....imagine my dismay when Marcus woke me up at 6:45 this morning. Yep, I was going to be late for work. I don't know if I forgot to set the alarm and or if I turned it off in my sleep (like I sometimes do). The good news is I slept soundly for the first time in weeks. The bad news is traffic is worse at that time of day than when I usually leave. That so sucked. Good thing we're a little slow at work and my boss wasn't really upset that I was late. It sucked to lose that hour of pay on top of the day I was out sick.

Sorry about my lack of presence this last week. I have been sicker than a dog since Monday afternoon. Marcus has been fighting this crud that has been going around work for weeks. He actually resorted to going to the doctor on Tuesday. I've been trying to fight if off for a while, but it totally got the best of me. I didn't even go to work Wednesday at all. I've been only medicating myself at night with NyQuil because I think it's best to let your body take care of stuff if it can. Most of my life I've over-drugged myself. I'd take tylenol or something at the slightest hint of fever. Take cough syrup to stop coughs. Suck on cough drops relentlessly. All it does in the end is prolong being sick. Well, I've been good up until last night. Since this crud moved into my upper chest and sinuses yesterday, and since NyQuil took out their decongestant (thanks to meth makers), I couldn't stop coughing last night. It took me forever to finally get t o sleep.

Marcus used up my NyQuil last weekend and he got some Tylenol Cold instead. That stuff is worthless and it tastes like you're drinking Scope. Yuck.

I had a horrible dream a couple of nights ago. It was one of those weird dreams where you're not sure if you're awake or not. I was in bed, Marcus was next to me and some shadowy figure was looming over our bed, strangling me. I was trying to scream Marcus' name so he would help me and nothing would come out. Well, Marcus was in bed reading while I was having this nightmare. He was concerned over the sounds I was making, so thankfully he shook me awake. I was so freaking scared. I've never had a dream like that—it felt so real.

Sorry this is so rambly. I've got more to say, but not up to it right now.

I hadn't yet received my W2 from the pizza place at which used to work. Unfortunately, I worked two pay periods there last year. I specifically left a letter to the owner asking him to change my address with payroll (even though I give him this address right after we moved and my last paycheck still had our Byers address on it). Marcus got a phone call last Friday from someone there asking if he still had contact with me because they didn't have my phone number. We just assumed that my W2 had been returned and they wanted me to come get it, so I didn't bother calling anyone back. Since Marcus had to have a computer part dropped off at his old workplace (less than a mile from the pizza place) and I owe him a TON of favors for supporting me during this long underemployment period, I just drove up there today after work.

I AM SO GLAD I NO LONGER WORK WITH THOSE DYSFUNCTIONAL, MORONIC FOOLS! The owner actually did change my address, just nobody could be bothered to put the stupid form in the mail. There is STILL a shrine to the manager that killed himself in November 2005 (even though everybody there supposedly couldn't stand the guy). The manager that left right after I did to open his own restaurant is back because his 2nd wife left him and the business failed. I've never seen that place so trashed. Amazing.

I was so close to going back there to work when my unemployment ran out. I'm so glad I didn't.

Well, at least today is going better than yesterday.

We went to CompUsa to exchange the Animusic DVD. Wouldn't you know it...there were no more in stock. *sigh* Oh, well. At least they took it back. The good news is they had a manager's special on the iSight Accessory Kit. It has a magnetic stand (among other ones) that attaches the camera to the top of a cinema display. It normally retails for almost $30, but they were on sale for $2.97. Whee! Marcus and I each snagged one. Now my iSight is sitting happily atop my display, just like at the Apple Store. Now if only I had somebody to chat with.

They're having a Dumb Friend's League telethon on Fox31 today. I'm sad...that's where we got Skippy from. I really want another dog, but I'm going to be strong and not do it until we get out of this park. I am going to blog for them as my charity this year in the Blogathon. I was torn as to which charity to pick last year, but I went with Livestrong because I knew that Marcus would donate for that charity. I've thought about volunteering down there, but I don't think I could do it. Not being able to save every animal would kill me.