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I Don’t Like To Think Too Much

There have been quite a few times where I have opened up a new post page and wanted to write something, anything down, but I just haven’t. I think it comes down just not wanting to think about the random things that have been occurring in my world lately. There hasn’t been anything particularly bad, but I don’t care to have it all swarming in my head when it comes time to express it.

For one, the ex hasn’t been his typical awesome self. Ignoring me for days on end, if not an almost an entire week, and subsequently leaving me without transportation, save for my own two feet and the kindness of Jess and a few other guys on the random occasion. I honestly can’t complain too much about having to walk, primarily to work and back, since it’s the only real exercise I really get lately. I even bought a new pair of walking/running shoes to help with the aching feet, since making the 15-20 minute trek to and from in my work shoes wasn’t working out. Yes, I have other pairs of shoes to make due, but aside from a pair of running shoes I’ve had since I before I was out of the military, they weren’t too great for my feet in that respect either. They’re really light and ever-so-slightly put a literal bounce in my step. It’s kind of amazing how I forget what a good pair of shoes can feel like!

I had my first wax a few weeks ago. Not just any, though, but a full-on Brazilian! I was actually amazed that the part that I thought would hurt the most, didn’t at all! I also got a great deal for being a first-time customer. The price to maintain the wax is fairly steep at the place I went to, but I may keep it going for at least a little bit to see if it what they say is true if you keep waxing. I’m talking about the hair growing back slower, it being less painful, the growing back less itchy & annoying vs. shaving, etc. I was kind of sad that I didn’t get to put the landscaping to use, though, LOL. What a waste. It was amazing how smooth I felt and NAKED!

My best friend here, Jess, is moving about 40 minutes away, to the north. When she told me, it brought tears to my eyes on a night I already felt bad. She works closer to where she’ll be living, but she still has school down here, so I won’t NOT see her, but I definitely won’t be able to see her as often as I was, which makes me real sad.

I had a night where I had a pretty bad anxiety attack. It was brought on by learning the ex had blocked me from Facebook and he had started ignoring me completely and I was trying to figure out what to do with the divorce situation, as well as myself and how I’m going to live my life after it all. Needless to say, there are a LOT of things I need to take by the horns and tackle to get started. I think it’s a little more difficult for me since I don’t have a deadline to stick to. I think I’m motivated more by deadlines as it forces me to get things done. It didn’t help me in school, but with actual life responsibilities, it feels like a different story. One of the things I’m going to try and achieve is getting on full-time status with my job. There’s a lot of free time that I could do without having and I could definitely do with the income, especially if I’ll be living on my own in the near future!

As for other random things I’ve been thinking about, mostly prefaced by “Why…”:

  • … did I consider it a good idea to stay up until 6 in the morning today? It is my weekend, but I still will never really enjoy being awake while the sun rises.
  • … do I get myself into the strange situations with boys that I do? There’s been nothing bad, just awkward and not conducive to becoming a stronger, wiser individual.
  • Should I let Gunny continue to try and annoy the hell out of me in attempt to get me to feed her or give in? Eh, it’s time for another feeding, anyway. Give in, it is.
  • … did I think it wouldn’t be so cold out when I decided to have the rare at-home cigarette? As a person with experience in weather forecasting, I should know that the coolest part of the day is in the early morning hours.

One thing I would really like to do is get check-ups across the board. Girly bits, general health, and in particular, my tonsils! I have a hell of time with them being swollen so often, and that’s on top of them being larger than normal anyway. I also have problems with tonsilloliths1, especially since they actually cause some bleeding when I managed to dislodge them and I’m sure they don’t help with my breath. Talk about some appetizing conversation for breakfast, huh? I don’t get large ones like some of the examples provided on the wiki page, but they’re numerous and it’s not fun.

66/366 - hot chocolate 67/366 - oil change time 68/366 - laser eyes 69/366 - Something to drink 70/366 - high mileage 71/366 - These things get me flossing. 72/366 - Karaoke time. 73/366 - WTF bag? Why u no open without ripping? 74/366 - This stuff smells delicious! 75/366 - Controlling what my iPod is playing from afar. 76/366 - Wearing my glasses for longer... 77/366 - Beautiful day, if I do say so myself heh 78/366 - Our safety rewards cane in. Starbucks, yay! 79/366 - Another walk home from work. 80/366 - I like yellow stuff on my fries. 82/366 - Taco time with Jesse! 83/366 - Hey kitty, you're not supposed to lay in there... 84/366 - Sometimes, you just need a little support in some places. 85/366 - Another walk home, version slightly wet and dark. 86/366 - Dumdum time. 87/366 - An early start on the easter candy. 88/366 - Working on homemade pico for tacos tonight. 89/366 - dreary afternoon.

  1. Tonsil stones. They’re gross and uncomfortable! ↩
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I Don’t Do Titles

Worked sucked today. More specifically, the customers did. I had a couple of blatantly rude guys come through the drive through, which honestly, isn’t all that common. While they didn’t necessarily get to me, a combination of them and other not-so-awesome customers just wouldn’t let me come out of the grump mood I was put into. I’m finding it’s becoming harder to “fake it until I make it”, especially when I’m stuck in that one position consistently and all day long. I can’t lie, though, I did decline the offer of a different position I’m also not fond of and stayed in the hole. That was for the last half of my shift, so I can only blame myself for that much.

According to some of my Facebook friends, though, I wasn’t the only one who experienced poor customers today. It seemed like something was in the air today.

After all of that, I wanted to decompress with a certain vice. While I would normally aim for going to a bar to get a good buzz going, that’s not what I was really wanting. Unfortunately, I don’t really have a go-to source for the type of… uh… exercise I wanted :lol: Damn.

I made the trek to and from work on foot today. While it sprinkled a tad initially on my way home and was pretty damn cold, too, they weren’t bad walks. I treated myself to a hazelnut hot chocolate from Starbucks on my home, 1) because I have a gift card kind of burning a hole in my wallet and 2) it would help keep my hand(s) warm for the last half of my walk. I should’ve gone for an espresso drink, though. Coffee brings me peace, as weird as that may sound. While I may be energized after I’ve finished drinking it, in the mean time, it just calms and kind of centers me. I definitely could have used that after work.

Jess picked me up after class tonight and we went to Target, followed by going to her house where she grilled some steaks and I made potatoes au gratin. It was pretty damn delicious and it was the perfect answer to the everyday question of “what am I going to have for dinner?” I have stuff to cook, but the meat that’s been in the refrigerator has turned brown so I think I’ll have to throw it out and everything else is frozen. Now I’m home, with a decent amount of sleep in my eyes, but I have stuff on my mind that I wish wasn’t there. The kind of stuff that just sits there, torturing me. It’s not bad per se, but it definitely doesn’t make me feel good. Ah, crushes… Yup. Stupid crushes.

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Longest Day EVAR

Not really. However, it did feel that way, mostly due to how slow things seemed to be at work towards the end of my shift. I did get my break a little early on, so that didn’t help things. I’d look down at my watch and groan since I’d have 3 hours left… half of my shift! Ew. Then, as it got closer to the end, time went by even more slowly! It was obnoxious.

I came home, watched Glee and went to my bar and was just bleh. I drank ginger ale and tried to sing with the frog I kind of have sitting in my throat. I exerted myself vocally yesterday by talking a lot and singing some songs that required belting and again today at work, I was fairly talkative. At least, I think I was more talkative than normal, it just felt that way to me. Who knows if that was really the case, though. I definitely made it a relatively early night tonight, and picked up one of my comfort foods1 on the way home. Thankfully there’s one in the neighborhood that’s open until 2AM. Who’s a happy girl? I’m a happy girl.

Now, I’m just sitting at home, having already blogged earlier this evening as I’m getting back into paid blogging for some extra cash. I don’t have any TV shows to watch, but I could muster up something on Netflix if I would just point and click. Even that feels like effort, but here I am, typing out words and thinking. Silly me. I definitely do need to get through all of the posts left unread on my Google Reader. Then it will be to bed with me! *sleep*

  1. Taco Bell! ↩
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Cutting It Close

Only after getting home from work around 11pm, browsing around, getting sick & tired of the itchies and taking a shower to cure them did I realize that I hadn’t blogged today.

I had a very nice half-hour-long conversation with one of my best friends, Amber after work. We talked about our respective relationships and/or marriages. I miss spending time with her. That will be rectified soon enough, I’m sure!

I walked to and from work today, thanks to the husband having a very busy day at work. I was bundled up in my pea coat and scarf and while it was relatively freezing while walking home, I picked myself up a venti salted caramel hot chocolate to keep my hand(s) warm as I made the ~15 minute walk home. By the time I sat in my chair, the hot chocolate was the perfect temperature to just down and enjoy without worrying about scalding my tongue. Did I mention that on my way to work I got myself a grande peppermint mocha? That’s the danger of having a Starbucks conveniently placed right along my route if I walk. There’s also a Jamba Juice which has had its share of my business as well.

As far as the itchies are concerned, I was suffering from them for a good amount of my time at work tonight! I think I had a reprieve at some point, but then I had another attack. I got fed up enough that I took a shower1 and slathered on some aloe lotion immediately after getting out. I really hope they were just random attacks and not because I’m allergic to anything. If anything, it might be from dry or dirty skin. So far after the shower, so good, though!

  1. Which I needed anyway! lol ↩
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Don’t Let The Bastards Get You Down

Wise words of encouragement that my dad has been telling me since I joined the Air Force in 2005. I sometimes forget it, but it brings me back to what matters when I finally remember.

I’m still battling hurt and angry feelings all the while trying to figure out how to keep drama at bay on my end. It’s quite hard to figure out how to balance that. I’ve expressed hurt and anger in, really, as civilized manner as anyone could1, I’m not being fought for and I’m made to feel like the bad guy so I need to “stop” and start “acting like an adult”. What am I supposed to do? Calmly go up to them and tell them how I feel and expect an apology? Perhaps I could have tried that, but I’ve almost always been able to tell when and with whom that would work, and it wasn’t here, with them.

That last phrase has really ruffled some feathers of mine lately. To be honest, there isn’t any particular guideline for acting like one when it comes to stuff like this. Yes, there are obviously childish ways of handling things and there are ways to increase the drama tenfold, but I don’t think I’ve been particularly guilty of those. My friends have told me I’ve handled it all so much better and with much more restraint than they would’ve, so why am I made to feel like I’m in the wrong? It makes me that much more angrier.

In the meantime, I broke the husband’s phone so he’s had mine and I’ll hopefully have a new one by Tuesday. Thank God for insurance! We’ve never paid into it before, but the husband was smart since we got our Android phones and opted in. It’s already been used once.

Work is going. I’m feeling much more confident and capable in the position I’m trying to get my raise in. Since one of our shift managers had his baby early and is on paternity leave, we’ve had to borrow other higher levels from other stores. The last night I worked, it was pretty hectic and the two guys both made comments that it looks like I’m ready for my raise or they wouldn’t believe I didn’t have it already. I was nervous when my manager told me she’d have to observe me with a strong cook during a rush and I didn’t think I’d be ready. I think I am. As long as I stay focused to getting the job done and keep my priorities in order!

I guess now would be a good time to finish laundry… All the folding & hanging & putting away of it. Blech.

BTW, How do you deal with drama that comes your way? Have any tips?

  1. Occasional glaring at and blowing off steam to my friends about the offending party. ↩
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