hey, here we are again. nate’s parents are here visiting. had a nasty little scare today. we’ve all had colds and been sick for about a week and alan and della got it too. going through kleenex at a previously unheard of amount. i guess alan got dehydrated from all the liquids out and not enough in and almost passed out. we didn’t know it was that at the time however, we thought he was having a drug reaction to an antihistimine. almost passed out, very nasty. called 911 and they came and gave him some oxygen and such. he’s much better now, after about 3 litres of juice, water, and tea.
i got a call from the surrey memorial hospital foundation yesterday. very nice lady, wanted to talk about the maternity leave position i had applied for. sounded like a pretty interesting job. unfortunately it was only $16.00 and hour, it did have full benefits, but i can’t afford to take a pay cut when i’m going to be the primary income this fall.
was hoping to go to steveston this weekend and spend some of my ebay money at wool and wicker but that is simply out of the question now with the health issues. i think i might pop over to elann and order up some knitting needles and a book or two to ease my urges! so, i’m off to shop. i love the internet!
It’s Nate and my wedding anniversary today. 6 years. Sure don’t feel that long, and I suppose that is a good thing. Went out with mom and dad for dinner, very nice and had yummy chicken souvlaki. It has done nothing but rain like a bugger here for an entire week. Starting my Noah countdown.
Back to work on Monday, not ready in the least psychologically. Cheryl will be off on Monday and Tuesday which is going to make things even tougher. I have to get another job. I’m thinking and appointment with an employment agency might be a good idea next week. See what is available out there. Well, I’m feeling snackish, so later! :O
Alrighty then. Work is worse than previously thought. Accusations and nastiness flying about everywhere. I’m on leave for a week. Sort of fell of the turnip truck and had a bit of a breakdown. Hey, it was Monday, what can I tell you. So, I’m at home, sleeping too much (low grade depression), not eating enough, drinking too much tea, and knitting my little hands to the bone. I’m almost finished my mom’s Diamond Patch sweater. Very cute, I hope she will like it. I thought I had more to say tonight but I guess I don’t. I’m gonna go knit some more, it’s supposed to be therapeutic?!?!?!?! Anywho, tomorrow is another day.
Well, right, as above, so now what? I have always had diaries, at least until I learned to type. Then I hated how slow the writing process took. And now, years later, there is blogger. I can finally type my thoughts almost as fast as my sad little brain can fart them out.
It’s rainy here today, and colder than it should be. Work is evil, not work as a concept, work as in the current place I prostitute my administrative skills for money is evil. Searching for a new place to sell my skills is also very difficult. How do you know if it will be more or less evil than the previous area or just a different form of torture?
I never wanted to be a person who had regrets. I promised myself a million times when I was younger that I would do what I wanted to do. However, I do have one small regret. I wish that I had gotten edumacated properly when I was young. It feels very difficult to change at this late stage. Strange really, change is how to avoid stagnation and death right? Okay, perhaps that’s just a scoche melodramatic, right? So, I’m a little liquored on cider and feeling a little maudlin and I think that I should take my sorry ass off to bed or at least to the couch. Later.