Presents!

Look what I got in the mail today!



I checked my little mailbox yesterday and found a slip telling me I had a package that was too large to fit into my mailbox. Boy was I excited! I never get cool stuff in the mail. And I rarely have stuff shipped here if I order something, so I knew it wasn't something I bought. Turns out my aunt loves me! Thanks Auntie!

Already?

I admit, I'm one of those people that get depressed during the winter, with it's long, dark nights. I love being able to go out and take a walk after work, or heck, even just siting on my couch with the blinds open, letting the light in. Even nicer when I could have the windows opened slightly with the fresh air coming in. Maybe today's been the first day I've really noticed it, but it's so dark so early, and it's cold. The bad thing is I like the cold. Scratch that, I love the cold! I like my cold weather clothes, I like being able to snuggle up in my bed or on the couch with comfy blankets. Not today though...I feel depressed. Yay overwhelming feeling of sadness! Poor poor pitiful me! If this shit's starting this early it's going to be a long winter.

Not much else is going on...I do have a Halloween party to go to on Friday. I'm stoked. Oh man I wish you could hear the sarcasm, that would make this part so much better. I was looking forward to finding a costume and getting all dressed up, but screw that. I'm not in the mood. Heck, I have a delicious piece of apple pie waiting for me in my kitchen and I'm not in the mood for that either. Although I think I'd better eat it and hopefully enjoy it before I get all pissy and chuck it. I might regret that.

Under The Knife

Mark your calendar! The date is set! I'm not sure of the time, but I have the date set for November 10 for my tonsillectomy. The surgery is an outpatient procedure - show two hours before, leave one hour after. I will have to have someone stay with me for the first 24 hours. The next week is a liquid diet accompanied by liquid antibiotics and liquid narcotics. Week #2 is a soft diet. Woohoo!!

I must say, the appointment really did go well. It was quick, but incredibly informative and thorough. She discussed how things would go, the importance of why I should get them out. Did you know that your tonsils can play into sleep apnea? They touch together and block off your airway. It was funny, as soon as she looked in my mouth she exclaimed, "Why do you still have them!" I've been asking myself the same thing for years! And I have asked doctors about it before. One flat out said no, I should keep them because taking them out could cause more harm than good. The other two doctors seemed to have no opinion. Thanks for me making me suffer, jerkos. She also told me my overzealous tonsils could be the reason I'm so tired. My body's immune system is constantly working overtime to battle off infection, even when I think I feel well. She also said that the first week will be rough, there will be pain, but I should notice a big difference in how I feel after week 2. I'm not saying I'm excited to have the procedure done, but you know, it's going to be a good thing!

On Friday

So I have finally made an appointment with an ENT to get my tonsils checked out. My lovely coworkers have been coughing all over the place at work, and this morning I woke up with a bit of a sore throat. I've been putting it off because I've been feeling fine, but that little bit of pain this morning told me to quit being a pansy and call. I've even had a number for a few weeks now - Sexy Coworker gave me the number of his doctor, so it's not like I wasn't sure who to call. I'm just afraid. I was reading online that I might miss a week of work, have a nasty taste in my mouth, a lot of pain from my throat to my ear, blah blah blah. I'm a wuss, I know, I've said this all before. My appointment's at 2:00, and I'll be damned if I'm going to work when it's over. Woohoo!

Flowers

So I was reading a little article entitled "Lifesytle Shortcuts to Big Weight Loss" that I found through MSN.com. One of the shortcuts says that, "Research shows that women who are given flowers enjoy a more positive mood for a full 3 days after they receive them." I've never really stopped to think about it, but I do enjoy flowers for a few days. A few months ago I was having a lousy day at work, and a coworker of mine really was not helping. Finally, as a form of apology, he bought me some flowers from the Farmer's Market out at Moore Square. Those flowers lasted all week, and they really did make me feel happy. So pretty, sitting there on my desk. I smiled almost every time I looked at them!

I could have used some flowers to brighten my day yesterday. I was doing the dishes in the non-water conserving way...you know, just letting the water run as you wash. I felt my foot get wet, and I figured I must have splashed water up and onto the counter. I looked to see where it was running down the cabinet so I could wipe it up, and I didn't notice it. I could see it trickling by the corner of the cabinet door, but I still didn't see it running down the cabinets. Yep, there's the water just trickling out of the corner of the cabinet - WTF!?! I opened the cabinets and more water trickled out. The damn garbage disposal had detached from the bottom of the sink. The only reason it hadn't fallen off completely is because I had an old strainer under the sink and the disposal was resting on it. Nice. I guess there is an upside to renting. I have a nice new disposal, and aside from cleaning up the mess, I didn't have to do any work!



Isn't it pretty!

Live Music

I must say, I love going to listen to live music. There's just something about being in the venue, whether it be outside in the fresh air or standing on tired feet packed like sardines in some small concert hall, that I enjoy. Something about being there, in person, seeing the artist perform, wonderful. Tonight I went with ECN and listened to Ray LaMontagne at the Meymandi Concert Hall in downtown. Let me say that (for the most part) a guy that can sing = hot. A guy that can play the guitar = hot. A guy that can sing and play the guitar = wicked hot. But a guy that can play the guitar and the harmonica, at the same time, holy crap! His voice is incredibly beautiful...a fantastic show! Whether he knows it or not, he will be singing me to sleep tonight!

There were a few things that drove me nuts, and it all relates to the people in the audience. Now I admit I'm addicted to my personal cellphone and my BlackBerry, almost to the point where I could be verging on the absurd side. But even I could sit there for 2 hours and not text/message/emai/call someone! Also, you're at a concert to listen to someone else's voice, so shut the hell up! Do you really need to sit there and carry on a conversation with the person next to you? With that being said, I still had a great time. Man, what a wonderful voice!

Awkward!

My mom and I were talking this morning on my ride to work, and she started telling me about this story she watched on "Good Morning America". Then she proceeded to tell me the cancer is spread via oral sex, and I should read the story. Whoa. Whoa! WHOA! My mom used the words "oral" and "sex" in a conversation with me. I should read the story! WOW. I know that I'm an adult, but my mom and I have never talked about anything in relation to sex or me dating. I did tell her once that I got back together with an old boyfriend, and her response was, "Why? Are you bored?" Haha nice one, Mom!

Not a whole lot else is going on, other than a very frustrating job. It's really been weighing me down lately. One thing that I could say about Old Job was that, while I hated what I was doing, I loved the people. I really really did, and I still do. I get to see those guys a lot, and I'm always happy to see them. Some mornings when I walk from my parking garage to the office I'll see an Old Coworker, and it always seems to start my morning off right. I don't know what it is right now, but even the coworkers at Current Job are driving me crazy. I made the comment today that I expect to get shit on by the client. I think that's actually a line item in my job description. But when it's your coworkers doing it too, that's not a good thing. I know that part of my problem is I need to learn to stand up for myself. Part of me just so desperately wants to avoid confrontation that I internalize a lot of my frustration, and then I'm the one that suffers. Or should I say suffers even more because I'm already frustrated to start. I think I don't handle confrontation well. Hell, I know I don't. When I get angry, I cry. No, I'm not upset, I'm that angry that it's either me crying or exploding into a little storm of hellfire and brimstone. Just thinking about work tomorrow makes me feel sick to my stomach.

I feel like it's little, insignificant things that are bothering me, but they're not so little when they start piling up. Right now I feel like I have the weight of the world on my back. Lately I come home and it hurts so much to put my arms straight out in front of me is all I can handle. To raise them up hurts. I don't know what else to do, other than hire a Swedish masseuse named Hans and have him waiting for me when I get home. Right in the middle of the back between the shoulder blades, yep Hans, that's the spot!

A Good Afternoon

I didn't work doing my usual job today, I actually went out to another office and worked on equipment there. At one point I realized I was an incredibly happy and content person. I was in a good rhythm of preparing machines, chatting online with some friends, and listening to music. It really did hit me at one point just how happy I was, and I think the music was what made the biggest difference. A random mix of songs playing off of an ipod. I've tried to listen to music at work before, but it just doesn't work out - I have to hear the phone ring, and it's annoying to have calls interrupting one song every other 30 seconds. I think if I were in a position where I could listen to music more, what a happier person I'd be.

Oh Yeah

So I did think this conversation was funny, between me and a coworker...

Him: Went to a crab shack the other day
Him: "Dirty Dicks"
Me: hahahah
Him: I could get shirts and stuff that said "I got crabs at Dirty Dicks"
Him: I was thinking of getting you all thongs that said that
but thought nope, not a good idea
Me: but it would be hilarious to those that have a sense of humor
Him: yeah, but on the other hand
Me: sensitivity training!
Him: what about the ones that say, "peel me, eat me" with little shrimps on the front? Still inappropriate???
Me: I'm still laughing
Me: what's wrong with peeling and eating shrimp?
Him: exactly

Rough Day

I was hoping that I'd have something good and exciting to talk about today, but nope. If you want, imagine me griping about work. Because that is something I could write about, but why bother. At least tomorrow's Friday, right?