Get up for work in the morning, I mean. I’ev been driving to Fremont this week to work – getting up at 6 a.m. I think the last time I was up at 6 a.m. it was because I hadn’t gone to bed yet! I’m not a daytime person! I can’t believe I did this for years and years. I can’t believe anybody does this! I love the job though, or I will as soon as I get used to this bunch of doctors, all over again. Poor Tami will be pulling her hair out, though. LOL I can’t type with this stupid keyboard, I had to take my ergonomic one to the hospital, so all I have is the one that came with my computer. Plus, WordPress is acting funky tonight and is slower than the devil, so I’ll write more this weekend.
Monthly Archives: October 2006
We had our first snow today. It didn’t stick, but it was the first snow. We also had our first fire in the woodstove for this season. It was cold in the basement today, brrrr. I haven’t shut my space heater off in the office tonight while I was working either, electricity-sucking thing that it is. I’m thinking of putting my work computer downstairs for the winter. It’s much warmer when the woodstove is going. The only downside is that I’ll have to keep throwing wood in it as long as I’m working (all night). That corn stove is looking better and better.
I’m laughing so hard my stomach hurts, I just found www.kissthisguy.com. This is the funniest site I’ve found in a long time. I’m glad I’m not the only idiot when it comes to wrong song lyrics, but some of these make my mistakes tame in comparison. LOLOLOL! Shoot, I’m crying, I’m laughing so hard. Don’t just read the song lyrics either, make sure you read how the little bit below on how they found out they were wrong – half the time that’s funnier than the lyrics… Enjoy…. Hhahahahaha….
…dictating that is. Tonight is my last night working for this company and there’s no work. I can’t stand this. Grrrr. Well, now I have that stupid song stuck in my head. Who sings that anyway? Renee, I know you’ll know. Continue reading
I got this great job that I’m really looking forward to starting, right? The only catch is, it’s about 30 miles away, which really is no problem, I’ve worked there before and I love the drive, so even that’s not really a catch. I have a great car, never have any problems with it (except when I rear-end somebody who actually stopped for a yellow light – hello…), until this weekend. Steve and I went up to the Trail Center the other night with a couple missionaries to watch a movie about Joseph Smith, and WHAM my car starts acting funny and the check engine light came on. (No, it was NOT a sign.) It did this a couple months ago and Steve just blew out the air filter and then the car ran fine, so I wasn’t really worred. I just thought I needed a new air filter. I asked Steve how much a new air filter was going to cost, figuring it would be about 20 bucks. “Oh about 6 or 7 bucks”. Well, maybe in HIS world, but I went to O’Reilly’s and it was $21.99 plus tax, which ticked me off because I had PLANNED on what he told me, so I called him at work.
Me: Hey, I thought you said an air filter was only going to be about 7 bucks.
Me: No, it was 22 dollars.
Him: No! Where did you go?
Him: They’re pretty good on pricing. (Like I’m lying about this.)
Me: Where did you think I went, the “Gold Plated Auto Parts Store? (I hate that he thinks I can’t do anything right. Ticks me off.)
So, he gets home last night and installs the new air filter and we drive out to Village Pointe. Nope, the car is still sputtering away, and the check engine light is on. I was so mad about the car I forgot to check out the new Apple Store. Damn. I had to take it in this morning and have it looked at. I hate Stan Olsen Hyundai with a passion since they screwed me over with my driver’s side mirror after my accident. I’m the one with bright blue duct tape holding the driver’s side mirror on a gold Santa Fe.) Anway, since my car doesn’t have the “old” spark plugs” and distributor, it has something called a something pack (am I technical or what?). Six of them, since it’s a 6-cylinder. Evidently they can’t tell which one is misfiring – at least that was my understanding, so iIt’s only going to cost $300 to fix the car. Only. That’s what the guy said, like I should be grateful it isn’t more. Great. Just freaking great. Just when I think I’ll be making decent money I have to spend it all before I get it to fix the car. Unfortunately I have to to work at the hospital to work for the next couple of weeks, starting Monday. If I was doing my old job and working at home, I wouldn’t do it. I’d let it sit for a bit. (Yeah, right. I’d have cabin fever in a week.) 300 bucks. Crap.
Then, while I’m sitting at home with the dogs this afternoon I notice that Charlie Brown has a huge bubble of pus (I know that gross, but that’s what it was) on his stomach. So now after I get my car back this afternoon we have to take Charlie to the bet. More money. Sigh. Why do I even try…?
Today begins my last week working for the national company. They’re out to get me. I ddn’t have a single good dictator tonight. *sigh* I swear, sometimes I feel like they save the crap dictators until late at night. Continue reading
I got this information from a pro-Mary Kay blog where the poster was being chastised for being so “negative”. I went back to get the name of the blog, but the post is gone now, so I can’t find where it came from – I was on several blogs during the day. Take it for what it’s worth, but I found it to be pretty much a fair representation of what it takes. Continue reading