Warning: Weirdness and personal details contained within. Mostly weirdness. You've been warned.

Monday, May 21, 2007

Babbling on and on

This has been a social weekend for me, which stresses me out some. We had company staying for the entire weekend. The boarders A (Jay's friend's boyfriend) and T (his brother), plus A's girlfriend and a friend of hers. They're fun, I'm glad they came, but it was a bit of a full house and I need some alone time now. On Sunday night we expected that all 6 bedrooms would be full, so Jay and I cleaned out the computer room. And then his parents didn't end up making it here till this morning. But at least we got the room cleaned up, it was a big sty. Jay did most of the cleaning since we only started 20 minutes before I had to go to work.

I'm starting to like this landscaping company job. It's relaxing compared to my other one, although that sometimes leads me to wander around looking for things to do. And I'm starting to feel slightly less useless. If I was more comfortable with running the Bobcat it would probably help. Unfortunately, there's not really a good way to practice without loading an actual vehicle, so I probably won't get a whole lot better any time soon. Oh well. I should have lots to do with entering landscape designs into the computer, so at least I won't be bored.

It's nice working outside, but I wish the weather would warm up some. Saturday and today I froze. It wouldn't be so bad maybe if I ran the Bobcat, because the little boy who does said he was broiling. Must be nice to be a guy, or in good shape. I'll have to try that some day. The second one, not the first.

I've worked there for 5 days now, and I had my first person ask for a deal today. Dude, I've only been here 5 days and the owner is out of town, I'm not giving you a deal. Unless you can guarantee me a new and better paying job after I'm asked to leave. I did give them $5 off on a vase they bought, but the owner was okay with that because it came with the shop. Sometimes I'm lucky, things work out. I just don't want to expect those things, because they're not guaranteed. Especially if you're me.

Speaking of jobs, I need to start applying again soon. I don't want to work at the housekeeping full time after the summer is over. It's too hard on my body, it's bloody monotonous (to put it nicely), and my cleaning partner has a line on a new and easier job so she'll be quitting soon too probably. I've discovered that I can no longer work with other people there, my partner has spoiled me for it. She's too efficient and we work too well together. Working with anyone else now makes me jittery and confused.

Saturday, May 19, 2007

My boyfriend agrees

Amy Nell --


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(via Megan)

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Let's start a new trend

I think we should make up new aphorisms. I'm tired of the old ones. And also my brain thinks of weird things when I'm tired. Find a penny, let it lay, and a nap you'll have today. On my walk to work, that kept going around in my head mixed with an apple a day. Any lovely new sayings you want to use sometime?

Sunday, May 13, 2007

Stuff I would have posted about earlier, except I wasn't sick

I'm sick again. I say that a lot. Really, I don't like to post unless I'm sick, it's a complaining-outlet thing. Luckily for you, I have another happy ear-sinus-throat infection. But don't worry, when I went to see the doctor he told me that they usually go away within 48 hours. I had to laugh. I've never had an infection in my life that lasted less than a week, and also it's already been going on for 2 weeks now. Unfortunately he's good at hiding behind the lie that he doesn't really understand english. So I should come back on Monday. Yes, please let me waste more of my time.

Now that I've started this other new job, I'm finding it hard to say no. And so I'll be working as much, possibly more, than I was previously. I need to be less of a pushover, and more of that bully-type thing I was once erroneously accused of. Or maybe just not a complete pushover.

I was reading a British novel a while back, and it talked about someone having a herpes on their lip. I was shocked and horrified, and rather pleased. North Americans pretty up their ugly health problems. It's not a cold sore, you have herpes on your lip. Suck it up. The British know the truth, and they're not afraid to say it.

I went to a baby shower yesterday, and there were two notable things, other than that women here are rather snobby. One chick had a chocolate fountain and it was the awesomest thing EVER. It was like a crock pot specifically for heating and cascading chocolate. I want one. Mostly to bathe in. The other amazing thing was the amount of pink baby clothes. That baby will have an outfit for every hour of the day, every day of the week, till she grows out of them all. There were also a lot of other gifts. They had to put most of them into the baby's crib, since they live in a small house. I thought the new father was kidding when he told me the baby would be sleeping in the car seat for a while, but he really wasn't.

Which reminded me that I need to go shopping. I never seem to have clothes to wear. At least not clothes that fit. I keep vowing to lose weight, but so far the best I can do is steadily not gain. Which means I still need some new clothes, other than fleece and flannel pajama pants. Sadly, buying things costs money, and takes time and effort, none of which I want to spend. I hate shopping. I'm a throwback and a disappointment to women everywhere. I wish nice fitting clothes would simply fall into my lap. I need "What Not To Wear" to discover me. They'd do that quite quickly if they ever saw my fleece pants. To the Decent Pants-Mobile!

Saturday, May 05, 2007

I practically disappeared or something

Hi! I exist again. I've been busy working and avidly not working while I'm not working, if you get my meaning. And if you don't, I mean that when I'm not working I simply don't do much at all, on purpose. I'm getting more used to the sore feet which aren't as sore any more, and the sore muscles. Except when I get roped into doing lots of extra vacuuming, which is bendy-over and hard on my back. It usually takes me two days to recover from 3-4 days of work.

Oh, and also I've accepted a part-time job selling patio stones and crushed rock for a landscaping company. That way I can cut out some of the painful housekeeping, just keeping enough for health benefits and such.

Today, Jay's cousin who used to live here is coming out for her birthday, so we're having a "do." About a dozen or so people are coming over for a barbecue. It should be good. So far I've been cooking and cleaning for most of the day. I look forward to the relaxing later, once the guests get here and have mostly eaten.