I've had a hell of a day. Miserable. Did some painting. Meant to start working on my new dress but somehow I couldn't. Table's all set up and ready for me to start cutting and pinning and basting but somehow I just can't get myself in order.
I have to get up early tomorrow and get stuff done. I hope I actually get it done. I've been a mess these past few days, but somehow when other people point that out I want to punch them. I think it's because they act like they've never had a single problem in their entire lives and it's just me being a failure for struggling. I hate them. We all have problems, own it, you bloody cowards!
People make me sick. Maybe once I sleep I'll feel better. Maybe once this semester is over I'll feel better. 37 days until I get to be with my family.
Wednesday, November 18, 2015
Tuesday, November 17, 2015
Midday Grump
I overslept like woah today and it ruined all my plans for today. I made it to campus in time for class (will start in a few minutes), and even brought an armload of books to return to the library, so those are tiny positives.
But I NEED to get a massive load of work done in the next week and I feel quite ill at the thought of it. Thanksgiving will spell me a breather in some ways, but not enough. Plus I don't get to be home with my family which is an instant bummer anyway. PLUS I work on Thanksgiving (volunteered because I felt guilty that if I didn't work, a coworker who DOES have family they can go to wouldn't be able to...plus I wanted the holiday pay so I could afford my Christmas tree), AND I apparently have to work Black Friday too! I was told I get my choice of shift, but the schedule is being made up today and no one asked me yesterday so I assume I await the store's pleasure. Gah!
After class I need to run home, put down my stuff, grab other stuff, download some papers to my tablet, rush off to do some errands, and make it to the Scholarship Meeting in a timely manner. Meeting will be fun - at least, it usually is - and then I have to rush home and begin work on my nonprofit job, because, $$.
OH and I got confirmed as a presenter for the SAA's today! So that's good...except I need to book 3-4 nights in a hotel now and the rooms are $200/night so I'm desperately trying to find 2 more roomies (got one locked down already thank goodness) to make it somewhat manageable.
Class starting. Oy.
But I NEED to get a massive load of work done in the next week and I feel quite ill at the thought of it. Thanksgiving will spell me a breather in some ways, but not enough. Plus I don't get to be home with my family which is an instant bummer anyway. PLUS I work on Thanksgiving (volunteered because I felt guilty that if I didn't work, a coworker who DOES have family they can go to wouldn't be able to...plus I wanted the holiday pay so I could afford my Christmas tree), AND I apparently have to work Black Friday too! I was told I get my choice of shift, but the schedule is being made up today and no one asked me yesterday so I assume I await the store's pleasure. Gah!
After class I need to run home, put down my stuff, grab other stuff, download some papers to my tablet, rush off to do some errands, and make it to the Scholarship Meeting in a timely manner. Meeting will be fun - at least, it usually is - and then I have to rush home and begin work on my nonprofit job, because, $$.
OH and I got confirmed as a presenter for the SAA's today! So that's good...except I need to book 3-4 nights in a hotel now and the rooms are $200/night so I'm desperately trying to find 2 more roomies (got one locked down already thank goodness) to make it somewhat manageable.
Class starting. Oy.
Monday, November 16, 2015
Monday Blues
In the most excellent news, I have turned in my major project for my GIS class - I just have to do one more project and then I'm done with that class for the semester. Huzzah! AND there's no more lab so I don't have to get up at 6 am on Mondays anymore. Triple huzzah!!!
It was still a hard day though. It was gloriously stormy and windy (but didn't rain on me) which was gorgeous, and makes me want to write fiction almost incurably. I was so tired when I got back after lab I conked out for an hour, but then I settled down to working at my nonprofit job for a few hours before going to my retail job for the closing shift.
I'm rather grievously upset about something that happened today at work. Ten minutes before I got to go on break a woman asked me to help her find a shirt for her birthday party in some South American country farm soon. So I helped her until 5 minutes into my break when a coworker came by and I handed the lady off to her so I could get off my poor sore feet for a few minutes. (My nice new Crocs were making life much easier, but I do have plantar fasciitis and some rather nasty blisters which are seriously painful.) I take my 15 minute break and then go back on the floor...lady dismissed my coworker but asks for my help again, so I spend the next 45 minutes going through damn near every pair of pants in the store, and all the bright shirts with three-quarter sleeves that I can find, before she disappears into the dressing room. She spent at least a quarter of an hour in there and my bladder was bursting so I ran to the bathroom. I came back and saw her walking away in the direction of the bathroom, figured she'd be back...ten minutes later I go into the dressing rooms and all the stuff is left in the dressing room she was using. I hung it all up on the return bar, and started putting back the stuff she hadn't asked my opinion on but left the two pieces she had been really interested in there. Store closing rolls around...lady has just vanished.
Now, I know you're thinking, "Well it's your JOB to help people pick clothes." But...I spent over an hour of my night trying to help this lady and she didn't even accord me the courtesy of saying, "I'm not going to buy tonight," or even clean up the dressing room!! I'm not a bloody serf!!! I'm not a robot!!! I'm a HUMAN BEING WITH A SOUL AND EVERYTHING!!!
Blah.
But I did over 7 hours of work today plus class. That's something towards the bills - you won't BELIEVE how high my electricity is this month considering I haven't used my AC at all. I'm very and extremely cross about it. May unplug my wax burner. I'm kind of over it since it seems to evaporate so slowly I never get to put new wax chunks in and the nice smells do not get to happen.
I'm tired now. Going to try to write for the last half-hour before bed. If only I could publish a book and earn some money!!
It was still a hard day though. It was gloriously stormy and windy (but didn't rain on me) which was gorgeous, and makes me want to write fiction almost incurably. I was so tired when I got back after lab I conked out for an hour, but then I settled down to working at my nonprofit job for a few hours before going to my retail job for the closing shift.
I'm rather grievously upset about something that happened today at work. Ten minutes before I got to go on break a woman asked me to help her find a shirt for her birthday party in some South American country farm soon. So I helped her until 5 minutes into my break when a coworker came by and I handed the lady off to her so I could get off my poor sore feet for a few minutes. (My nice new Crocs were making life much easier, but I do have plantar fasciitis and some rather nasty blisters which are seriously painful.) I take my 15 minute break and then go back on the floor...lady dismissed my coworker but asks for my help again, so I spend the next 45 minutes going through damn near every pair of pants in the store, and all the bright shirts with three-quarter sleeves that I can find, before she disappears into the dressing room. She spent at least a quarter of an hour in there and my bladder was bursting so I ran to the bathroom. I came back and saw her walking away in the direction of the bathroom, figured she'd be back...ten minutes later I go into the dressing rooms and all the stuff is left in the dressing room she was using. I hung it all up on the return bar, and started putting back the stuff she hadn't asked my opinion on but left the two pieces she had been really interested in there. Store closing rolls around...lady has just vanished.
Now, I know you're thinking, "Well it's your JOB to help people pick clothes." But...I spent over an hour of my night trying to help this lady and she didn't even accord me the courtesy of saying, "I'm not going to buy tonight," or even clean up the dressing room!! I'm not a bloody serf!!! I'm not a robot!!! I'm a HUMAN BEING WITH A SOUL AND EVERYTHING!!!
Blah.
But I did over 7 hours of work today plus class. That's something towards the bills - you won't BELIEVE how high my electricity is this month considering I haven't used my AC at all. I'm very and extremely cross about it. May unplug my wax burner. I'm kind of over it since it seems to evaporate so slowly I never get to put new wax chunks in and the nice smells do not get to happen.
I'm tired now. Going to try to write for the last half-hour before bed. If only I could publish a book and earn some money!!
Wednesday, November 11, 2015
Hiatus
So I haven't posted in awhile. Life got kinda crazy what with working two jobs, full-time classes, gym, etc.
I haven't been to the gym in awhile. I was just scheduled 5 days in a row at my retail job (sucks to that, by the way, I'm pretty mad about it) and I simply can't bear going to the gym after being on my feet and in so much pain for 5 hours or more of the day. I average about 1,800 steps per hour there. UGH.
Then yesterday I wanted to go, but I hurt my back (I was walking across my bedroom!!!) and didn't want to risk permanently disabling myself. Today it still hurt really badly, although it's much better now, so again, didn't go. I might go tomorrow and just do the stationary bike for a bit. That shouldn't hurt my back, right?
I'm also pretty mad at Sling TV right now because it's just not working and it's driving me nuts. I want to watch my football!!
Anyway, I have work to do. Hopefully I'll be able to write here a little more!
I haven't been to the gym in awhile. I was just scheduled 5 days in a row at my retail job (sucks to that, by the way, I'm pretty mad about it) and I simply can't bear going to the gym after being on my feet and in so much pain for 5 hours or more of the day. I average about 1,800 steps per hour there. UGH.
Then yesterday I wanted to go, but I hurt my back (I was walking across my bedroom!!!) and didn't want to risk permanently disabling myself. Today it still hurt really badly, although it's much better now, so again, didn't go. I might go tomorrow and just do the stationary bike for a bit. That shouldn't hurt my back, right?
I'm also pretty mad at Sling TV right now because it's just not working and it's driving me nuts. I want to watch my football!!
Anyway, I have work to do. Hopefully I'll be able to write here a little more!
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