Work & School

Oh, Blergh

Last night after work, I felt like utter crap. My body was not liking me. I don’t know if it was because I was dehydrated or hungry or if it was something else. My stomach was hurting, I had cramps, I felt light-headed and just out of it. I can’t remember the last time I felt that badly. Going to bed seemed to help, even though I could smell my husband’s stink (he prefers to shower in the mornings before work, and I’m the opposite) and that didn’t help my stomach.

I did manage to do well on french fries yesterday. Today was an early work meeting and then I was thankfully scheduled for a day shift (I’m usually working Saturday evenings). I woke up early to take the husband to work, came home and snoozed for an hour, went to the meeting, came home and snoozed for another hour and a half. That extra time was just what I needed.

Right now I’m waiting for a staff meeting to commence for us over at Ecstasy MB via ooVoo. I’m watching The Parent Trap (ah, pre-crazy Lindsay) on ABC Family and out of all the times I usually catch it on TV, this is the first time I’ve seen them include scenes involving the piercing of the years early in the movie (before they switch places) and tasting of the wine when the mom, grandfather and Lindsay’s character is at the supper table. I think I usually see it on the Disney channel, and they’ll edit those parts out. ABC Family is a subsidiary of Disney, but apparently this channel has a more “mature” audience. Obviously since have you SEEN Secret Life of the American Teenager? The topics on that show alone are directed at an older audience (even though most of the main characters are younger high schoolers).

Dennis Quaid is quite yummy. I have a thing for older, handsome guys versus young and cute. That wasn’t always the case, of course lol, and there are some exceptions (Taylor Lautner, anyone? bwahaha).

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GTFO My Back, Please

I had one of those work days where I just wanted to work and I was made to feel inept for most of the day. It sucked. I may not be perfect all of the time, but I’m capable and if you give me a fricken minute, I’ll have everything going as you wish. It didn’t help that I’m hormonal lately.

After telling the husband about my day, he said I wouldn’t make it as an air traffic controller since they’re so big on ragging on people for no good reason. Whatever.

I allow myself to get ragged on a lot. I make dumb comments and can be naive and shit, but I don’t like it happening all the fricken time by anyone and everyone around me! I need a little positive reinforcement once in a while. That’s not to say I’ll break down crying or start telling people off when I get overloaded. The most I may do is give off the “I’m not happy” feeling and be short with responses. I shouldn’t forget to mention that I don’t stay in bad moods for very long! Just leave me alone for a few minutes, let me do my thing and all will be forgotten.

I don’t consider myself as somebody who hold grudges. I’ve held a few, and only recently in life. It’s such a time and energy waster! I’ve definitely learned that and even more so now, I don’t understand why people hold grudges or get so angry over things that don’t seem major (at least to me). Some may consider me sensitive sometimes, but it might be a mismatch of how I’m viewed versus how I view myself.

Overall, I think of myself as a fairly resilient person who doesn’t let a lot get to her often. However, I don’t like being made a fool of or being made fun of – because, really, who does? I protect myself by preempting any strikes by making fun of myself and deliberately making myself the butt of jokes or allowing certain people to make those jabs at me. It still hurts sometimes, though.

I don’t think I’ll be changing things – generally I’m happy how I am. There’s always improvement to be made and that’s what the rest of my life is for ;)

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Wild Blue Yonder

I was in the Air Force. Now that I’ve been a civilian for over 2 years, it almost feels like I didn’t serve in the military at all. The only thing that reminds me is the fact that I receive a disability check once a month (I won’t go into that) and all of the friends & coworkers I have on my Facebook that are still in.

I experienced a lot of struggles and stress while I served, but I’m proud to have served and to have that experience under my belt. I’m actually sad that I wasn’t able to serve longer. It’s an invaluable life experience that not a lot of people feel comfortable enough to give themselves to go through (or don’t agree).

Strangely enough, the fondest memories I have will always be of boot camp. It wasn’t fun, per se, nor is it something I’d necessarily want to re-experience, but certain mornings I’ll be reminded of how it was in San Antonio, Texas in the summer, having to work out or march around at the butt crack of dawn. Nobody but Air Force boot camp trainees will understand how GOOD chow hall food is at Lackland. Nobody knows if it’s because you think you’re always hungry, but for some reason the food is just better.

The girls in my flight never managed to work together and there was too much drama for my liking. That’s not uncommon, though. Girls tend to be out for themselves in situations like that.

I know how to iron, starch, fold, and roll my clothes. I know effective ways of sweeping large areas of floor as well as fold hospital corners on a bed. I managed the highest academic test score in my flight. It’s kind of amazing that I managed to pass through and even obtain Honor Graduate at the end of it all when I always considered myself average at best.

I’m proud to be an Air Force veteran, even if people make fun of me for it sometimes (I’m sure you’ve all heard of the “chair force” joke, etc.), and especially since people doubted I’d even do it or manage to get through it! So ha! Take that!

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Get Out of Town

I’ve been in a funk lately. Other than work and home, there hasn’t been much else going on in my life. I’m so eager for my summer to get started!

It starts with my BFF’s baby shower on Sunday. I’ll probably drive into L.A. on Saturday night and stay at my parents’. Following that will be my company’s family picnic, which is held at a water park opened solely for the employees. Not to mention, all the free food and such. Next is my husband’s birthday and we’ll be celebrating with my cousin taking us to the Dodgers vs. Yankees game! A few days later I’ll be heading off to the Sierras with my parents and brother over the 4th of July weekend and for the rest of the week.

I need something different than just sitting here. I have yet to develop any friendships here so there’s not much getting out. The husband’s been out quite a bit more than I have and it’s starting to get to me. It’s been a little difficult getting in with my coworkers since most of them have known each other longer either from school or some are even related. It’s tough to break into that as the (somewhat) new girl.

The most productive thing I’ve done all day is finish the last season of Law & Order: SVU. I then watched Wedding Daze, Underworld: Rise of the Lycans and now I’m working on Cashmere Mafia. You know, that short-lived series with 4 strong female leads trying to survive on the coattails of Sex & the City? All 7 episodes! *lol*

Hmmm. I’d love something warm and chocolaty right now. Pretty darn badly. A nice warm chocolate chip cookie! The only thing I can bake in the apartment are scones. I don’t know if I want scones… would it even be okay to start baking them now? 11:15pm? Hmm…

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Back Breaking Work

At least, it feels like it. If I haven’t mentioned it, I’m working on my fry-raise. Meaning I’m learning and practicing on making the french fries and once I’m certified on the position, I’ll get my pay raise for it. On busy days, it’s absolute hell! Today was one of those days. It was non-stop and I was overwhelmed most of the time. I always had a higher-level or two ragging on me most of the time. It was good-natured ragging and most of it meant to be constructive, but it didn’t help my stress levels. My hands (predominantly my thumbs) ended up getting quite a bit of oil on them during portioning and man does it hurt! No significant or visible burns, but I felt like they were virtually unusable afterward :lol:. It’s tough work, but others become very efficient at it and I’m sure I will to. At least, decently so.

My primary physical complaint is that for some reason, I get an awful pain in the middle of my upper back and I need to find stretches & exercises that’ll reach that specific point and keep it from happening when I work the position. I asked the shift manager what she recommends, and she just mentioned stretching but apparently swimming helps her, so maybe I’ll trying that. It’s good timing since it’s starting to get warm out and there’s pool just across the driveway :)

Maybe I can get the husband to give the painful spot a little work over. :P

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