Domestic Geek

It's not even the teeth, either. With as out of it as I've been, I totally lost track of when my period was expected and it hit me today with a vengeance. I've got a ton of stuff I want to do and I honestly can't move without being nauseous. <sarcasm>I love being a girl.</sarcasm> I just gave in and took one of those percocet pills the dentist prescribed to see if it relieves menstrual pain. I'll let you know how that works out.

Speaking of pain from the teeth, though, the pain lessened considerably when a small bone fragment finally worked itself to the surface late this afternoon. I've been feeling it just under the surface for days and I just couldn't leave it alone.

I got a good laugh at work today. Apparently my old teacher no longer works for that weirdo I worked for last September. They submitted a file today that was totally unprintable. If it could be done wrong by a designer, whoever is working for him now did it. LOL

I got to do a little bit of design work for a small ad our company was running. It wasn't much, but it was nice to get the opportunity to do a little something.

If you read here regularly, you know I like to participate in the Ten on Tuesday meme. This one this week threw me.

The topic was 10 Occupations You Wanted to Be When You Were Young. Honestly, I can't remember. How sad is that? I don't remember ever wanting to be anything. I know little kids say they want to be firemen, a nurse or superheros or something, but I don't remember if I wanted to be anything. I went through my whole life just kind of expecting that I'd be a mom. Even while studying music, I never saw myself as a musician. I didn't even think about going to college until I was in my senior year in high school and figured keeping on with school was better than getting a job. I only studied to be a teacher because I didn't know what else to do. I figured I'd meet someone in college and get married and that would be that. Well, we all know that didn't happen. So there I was, out of school, no passion for a career I had chosen and no prospects of becoming a mom. As I kept meandering through life, just getting by, I came to the realization that I didn't really want to be a mother, either.

It's that lack of passion for anything that has had me so lost, angry, confused. When faced with the question, "What would you do with your life if money was no object?," I have no answer. Sure, I have some hobbies I enjoy, but no real goals. Even now, being 40, I still don't know what I want to be. That's sad, isn't it?

So, I've been banned from surfing the Internet from my PCs indefinitely. The firewall that Marcus bought yesterday is acting up (so if you can't get to my site, you'll know it froze up again). While he's waiting for his new one to get here, I'm more or less grounded. *sigh* I've never been a zombie before. That so totally sucked. I miss surfing in bed, though. I wish I had a Macbook.

My gums are quite sore today. I keep playing with them with my tongue and now I've gotten them all irritated. I've been taking the antibiotics, though, so hopefully no infections here! I gave in after reading the pamphlet that the dentist sent home that said he only prescribes antibiotics if he really feels the patient (that's me!) needed them. Better safe than sorry, I guess. I've had infected gums and they are no fun whatsoever.

I had thoughts of going back to pizza delivery today. It didn't take long to talk myself out of that.

Well, I guess I didn't want to go badly enough or something. I found out on the radio at work first thing this morning that I did not win tickets for this weekend's Police show. Boooooooo!

Gah, how did it get to be 9 pm Sunday already?

Of course, it didn't help that I actually slept until noon today! I think I went to bed around 11 pm last night and only got up for an hour this morning to take medicine and check the bounced email situation. Man, my body was apparently exhausted. Then we spent a good part of the day running errands since Marcus had to get a new firewall to keep me from doing what I did yesterday. The good news is I haven't had any bounced back emails in hours.

My face hurts today, but at least it's the pain of healing. It didn't help that I went to put a shirt on this morning and managed to punch myself right in the jaw. Only I could pull that off.

I (or those signed up under me) need to win some more iTunes certificates on either Winzy or Blingo. I'm getting dangerously low on credits, people!

I need to order something on Amazon and it only costs $10. I want to get the free shipping for orders over $25, but can't seem to find anything I really want around $15. Everything I want costs way more than that and I can't spend the money right now or it's preorder only and wouldn't work for this order. Hmph.

I've been updating my Stephen King missing books list. I found a cute little used bookstore on Broadway a couple of weeks ago, but didn't have my missing books list handy to see if any that they had were on my list. There is also a good one over at 80th and Wadsworth, but I don't get up that way often anymore. I don't mind splurging $3 here and there for used paperbacks, y'know? It's about time I did some pleasure reading and got caught up. I don't think I've read a Stephen King novel since 2002. I'm waaaay behind.

I somehow managed to miss an email from one of my domain hosts that one of my domains was expiring this first week in June. I had the same problem last year and let it lapse. I had intended to move it to my main registrar so that this didn't happen this year and almost forgot. Good thing I decided to finally clean out my mailbox. Those 1000+ unread messages in there were really annoying. I hope it gets transferred before it expires.

One last reminder to send out Police ticket winning vibes. I'm going to win some!

I downloaded a neat little extension for Firefox today that colors your tabs. I've read that other people use these and like them, but I wasn't thrilled before. I'm ready to give them a second chance, though. We'll see.

On that note, I guess I'd better close up here and head to bed.