Domestic Geek

Current mood: sick
Yep, it's midnight and I'm awake. Not because I want to be, but my poor throat is so sore that I can barely swallow. Yay. I figured it is better to be sitting out here than keeping Marcus awake. I knew I was coming down with something this afternoon. When I got home from work, I was so exhausted that all I wanted to do was crawl into my bed. I did sleep for a couple of hours then, but the darn dog needed to go out and woke me from my rest. That's when I noticed the throat was a little scratchy. By the time Marcus got home from work I had a fever. Oh, boy.

Good news is I don't have to go to school tomorrow. It's a class that teaches about computer hardware and maintenance and the teacher wanted me to test out of it because she knows I'll be bored silly. Of course, crappy school that it was, my CollegeAmerica credits don't transfer over. The only obstacle would have been if my credit hours dropped below part-time and thus I couldn't qualify for financial aid. Looks like that won't be a problem, though. I'll need to scrape together $100 to take the final in five weeks.

That's going to be a little difficult if I don't get more hours at work. The manager scheduled me for five (yep, 5) driving hours this week. Wheeeeee. Pair that with last week's sales being down $5,000 from the week before and $8,000 the week before that. Have I ever mentioned I get paid a percentage of sales for doing dough? The manager is taking a vacation next week. I'm betting the owner is not going to do any advertising until he gets back because he doesn't think the other management morons can handle it being busy by themselves. *sigh*

Well, I'd better go gargle with some warm salt water and try to get back to bed. I was going to go in to do my dough about 4 a.m., but that's not happening. Maybe I should just call in sick. I haven't done that in ages. It'll probably do me a world of good. Guess we'll see how I'm feeling tomorrow. G'night.

Current mood: confused
Do you ever get weird comments to your posts that make you say, "HUH?" One showed up in this entry today that at first seemed like spam, but the URL this person left is non-existent. It doesn't have anything to do with the post, nor is it trying to sell anything. The post is almost a year old, how and why did this person come here? I don't get it. Who has got the kind of time to do stuff like this? Geez.

Current mood: buzzed
Good: My friend Nina brought me a 10 oz. box of chocolate covered espresso beans. I ate several of them while waiting to snipe an eBay auction. Yum.

Bad: I washed them down with cup of hot chocolate that contained a double shot of espresso. I also lost the auction.

I'm not feeling too well at the moment.

Current mood: depressed
While working on a layout for my craft blog that I've been trying to get going for almost a year last night, I logged into Blogger for the heck of it. I found a personal improvement blog that I had about 2 1/2 years ago. It floored me that my personal goals/resolutions were EXACTLY the same two years ago as today. I haven't grown, I haven't matured, I haven't achieved much in that time frame. It's like I've been totally stagnate or something. I had counted on the move back to town giving me the kick I needed to change. True, I've been going to school and learning lots there, but that's about it. I weigh just 4 pounds less than I did then, I still have the same job that I absolutely hate, it's really sad.

Oh, well. I'd better get my ass off to work. I've got much to do today.

Deep in the back woods of West Virginia, a hillbilly's wife went into labor in the middle of the night, and the doctor was called out to assist in the delivery. Since there was no electricity, the doctor handed the father-to-be a lantern and said, "Here. You hold this high so I can see what I am doing!."

Soon, a baby boy was brought into the world. "Whoa there", said the doctor, "Don't be in such a rush to put that lantern down. I think there's another one coming." Sure enough, within minutes he had delivered a baby girl. "Hold that lantern up, don't set it down there's another one!" said the doctor. Within a few minutes he had delivered a third baby. "No, don't be in a hurry to put down that lantern, it seems there's yet another one coming!" cried the doctor.

The redneck scratched his head in bewilderment, and asked the doctor, "You reckon it might be the light that's attractin' 'em?"