Domestic Geek

Happy Halloween!

Well, I was given a little reprieve by the bosses here at the screen printing place. Today was supposed to be my last day, but I've been allowed to stay until I find other work. I hope that happens soon, though. I really, really don't want to be here anymore. Besides, this place isn't going to be open much longer anyway. Nobody will come right out and say it, but between the things I've heard and the things I've observed, it won't be long. I wish I could just start my own damn business. That's what I want more than anything. I'm just not in a place financially to make that happen right now. I'm tired of being someone's employee and not having any say in how things are run.

I need to find a way to get my teeth fixed. I'm having incredible pain right now. It totally sucks. I've been downing NyQuil to be able to get any sleep. I've been taking so much ibuprofin that I'm probably ruining my stomach lining. I hate how out-of-control health and dental costs have gotten. I know I'd be in better shape if I had seen a dentist regularly, but I've been screwed over by so many dentists in my life that I put off going to them until it's too late. I haven't had insurance since I got too old to be on my Dad's policy in my early 20s. It's hard to justify spending so much money out-of-pocket to be tortured. I wish I had the bucks to get implants. It's too bad the technology to regrow human teeth is still in its infancy. I read some articles a while back that said it should be doable in about five years. They've already done it in mice. I guess they just need to figure out how to tell the tooth what kind of tooth to be.

Well, on that note, I guess I better get going. I need to run by the credit union on the way home and make my car payment. They weren't open on Saturday when it was due. Oh, well.

According to this article, if I want to generate more income, I need to lose weight.Interesting, huh? I wonder if it is because thinner people have more confidence in their ability to get more money, if society pays more for thinner workers or a combination of both. So, an interesting experiment to try, huh? I want more money, let's see if losing weight helps.

Man, I really hate that cheery/happy mood icon that goes with the set I use. Someday, when I have time, I'll have to make a different set of my own mood icons. Yeah. When I have time...

Well, just as I thought it would, not being able to keep even water in my stomach for several days led to my body developing a bladder infection. It cost $97 Friday to pee in a cup and get them to give me drugs for a condition I already knew I had. Jerks. I wish you could get UTI medication over-the-counter like you can yeast stuff. I know it will never happen since they're antibiotics, but a girl can dream. Good news is I've kept food down with no nausea for the last two days. Yippee!!!! Eating is good.

I told Marcus a few weeks back that I was finally ready to start letting go of some of the crap that I hoard. I'm a total packrat and it's gotten way out of control. He absolutely did not believe me. I can't say that I blame him, though. I talk a good game, but rarely do I follow through on my plans. Well, not this time. My life is in total chaos and I decided I needed to get rid of clutter in my life. So, I started with the physical clutter. Things have been going in the dumpster left and right. Ancient class notes, out-dated calendars, old sheet music, craft supplies I'll never use, worn out clothes, VHS tapes, cassettes, floppy disks, gifts from people I'll never see again and never cared for in the first place, rickety shelving, tacky decorations--if I haven't used it since we've moved back to Denver, it's probably getting tossed. When it comes time to move again, I don't want to be moving any of this crap again. Better to get it out of my life and out of my way now so I can move on to cleaning up other areas of my life.

While I was going through stuff in the craft room, I came across my "Maggie the Messmaker" cross-stitch kit yet again. I remember blogging about how I was so upset that I had lost the instructions. A quick search turns up that I did that way back on MARCH 19, 2003! Dimensions had sent me new instructions by March 27th. Here it is 2½ years later and I still haven't started on the darned thing! I started pondering this and can't even remember the last time I cross-stitched. I used to do that all the time. I always had a kit in the car to keep me busy should something come up. I can't even remember the last time I did anything crafty at all. I think that's one of my biggest problems right now. I don't allow myself time to do the things I enjoy that keep me sane. Christine at Big Pink Cookie was mentioning The Martha! Show where everyone there had a knitted or crocheted poncho. I'm considering making the crocheted one. I used to have a poncho when I was a kid in the '70s and I LOVED IT! Marcus' sister asked me to make a quilt for her youngest daughter. That's should be fun, too.

OK, I've wasted enough time sitting here. I need a shower.

Ugh, I was wishing I didn't have to go to work yesterday because I'm starting to dread going there and *abracadabra* I'm sick as a dog.

I wasn't feeling particularly well when I left work after the half hour I spent there trying to get the company's mail back up. Mail was down as a direct result of the somebody I'm annoyed with not notifying me of the emails coming in about renewing the web hosting and the company's credit card on file being declined and the subsequent suspension of our hosting. I found the relevent files and changed the MX record, told the owner what I had done, left a note for the art director and went home. About a half hour after getting home I started getting feverish and decided to take a hot shower, I puked on my feet in the shower and then I crawled into bed for a few hours. Once I got up, the other owner (who could've fixed this on Friday if he wasn't off attending Buff Club lunches) had totally ignored what I had done to rectify the mail situation, had totally changed our name servers and our website was still not up. *sigh* I couldn't eat anything all day. I tried some mac and cheese and it ended up coming back up. I was running a huge fever and I contemplated calling in sick to pizza last night, but the fever broke at 2 am and I felt pretty good when I got up at 4. I didn't feel terribly bad when I got to the 2nd job, but after a half hour of sitting in the air conditioning (I keep turning temp up, art director turns it back down), I was freezing and feeling like crap. The fever crept back big time. I made it until 2:30 and I couldn't take it anymore and went home. I ate some chicken noodle soup when I got home and now my stomach is feeling unsettled again. Yay.

Oh, and speaking of crappy work stuff...the losers screwed my pay last week yet again. Labor Day was to be my first paid holiday and when I got my check I was missing those 8 hours. We only have like 13 empoyees left. How freaking hard can it be to get payroll right? Geez. They also missed my birthday. That hurt. For everybody's birthday they get a card and a cake and they totally skipped me over. If there was ever an omen that I don't belong there, that was it.

At least I'm getting to finally watch The Gilmore Girls season premiere. This season looks more promising that last year's. Now I'm going to check out this Supernatural show and try to get warm and not lose my soup. The guy who played Dean on Gilmore Girls, Jared Padalecki, is in this Supernatural show. His character's brother's name is Dean. I bet that's weird for the guy.

It's amazing how having cool bosses makes working so much easier. My new workplace is really neat. Today we had a staff BBQ. I guess they provide Friday lunch on quite a regular basis. The owner actually comes around personally to deliver paychecks on Fridays and thanks you for your hard work for the week. He also brought beer up to the art department to kick off the weekend with the art director and myself.

The only problem I'm having is trying to be too perfect. I need to learn how to let some minor details go. It will come in time, though. At least this work produces something tangible--not like food that will be digested and then gone.

Got the test results back from the clinic—negative. So, still no idea what's wrong. Maybe I'm just doomed to feel shitty. I've thrown over $300 at this problem. I think I'm getting better on my own, but I can't really tell as Aunt Flo came to visit today. We'll see what's going on in 5 days or so.

OK, I'm really pooped. I'm going to bed.