I miss my boyfriend. I thought I would be able to stop my whining about missing him once he was back here. We haven't had one whole single day together (minus the sick day he took for his strep throat). That is all about to change.My running has fallen by the wayside lately due to the fact that I haven't had a day off since.....umm I can't remember. School has actually been going pretty well. I'm a little surprised since I have to cram a weeks worth of reading in three to four hours before my class. Only two more weeks and a final....and then like a week off before summer classes start. I feel like summer is going to be over before I get a chance to even feel like summer has started. I'm not going to let this summer go by without having some fun. June is just around the corner and I'm ready.
Just a small piece of advice from the peanut gallery.
I want to write this post for some special chickens (chicks....gals....dudes/dudettes) that are very influencial in my life.....why?????because seriously chickens rule.......like cars that run off vegetable oil....I love you chicks, dudes, ho's, ect.....thanx for influencing my life one way or the other....(all good ways) ....DONNA JEAN, buttcheese, VED, sunny, peach, golds, lugo, amy, greta, Gaines, lish, cowbrains, lila, jess, polly, chrissy, Joie, Jo jo, COP, and AJ,Myrtle, Contreras, Sandie, Winnie, Emily, Aunt Susie, Aunt Marion, Nana, Mayg, Maggie B and Sgt Chapman. And seriously when I gots the time I will circle journal. Grandma and Nan.........I miss you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This picture mirrors how I feel today. I am wiped out. Memorial weekend is only like two days away. I am saddened that I will not be partaking in any celebration. Don't cry for me.....Argentina. Thems be the breaks. Sixth months (26 weeks till Seattle) and I am really tired and unmotivated today. I gotta go take a short nap now.
Ok so I had a rash. I am sure I shouldn't even be writing about this on here but I feel that it is important that others learn from my pain and irrationality. Look.....it's all good to be a naturalist and live a simple life and use homeopathic remedies......but this is 2006 and it's ok to go to the doctor and maybe seek a little medical attention. Maybe I am writing this more for myself...as a reminder that I have been a DUMB ass for almost nine months. I'm as bad as my father when it comes to seeing a doctor. I don't know what that says about me....except maybe that I am genetically predisposed to be a DUMB ass. Well so I had a rash...it was on my legs and it really started to be a pain. It hurt even to walk during the past few days. To make a long story short.....I should have gone to see the doctor nine months ago. As I sat in the room at the clinic I heard the doctor in the hallway ask "what's the next patient in room 4 here for?". A very loud "RASH" was bellowed out by the nurse who just took my vital signs (she was a very large young lady so she could easily bellow). I was mortified....horrified....embarrassed. All my nursing career I have taken the "patient confidentiallity" thing very seriously and I felt a little violated right then. People had seen me walk into the room....and this is a VERY small town. For a fleeting second I saw next weeks front page of the Chronicle "New resident from Olympia found to have rash on legs! Keep newborns, children under 12 and the elderly at least 50 yards away". It came down to a stranger checking out my backside, and I think that was more painful than any rash. Not to mention now the guy knows where I work (as I have to correspond with him through work) so that makes it even worse. Now he can put a butt to a name when I have to fax him for stuff. He gave me a nice little lecture about a little thing called eczema and how it was a "genetic defect of the skin". He then proceeded to write me a perscription for a steroidal cream (which I knew I needed all along but was trying to avoid) and he gave me a nice cortisone shot in my arm ( to beef up my system and speed along the healing process of my defective skin)(and the possible side effects are acne,and insanity..oh yes. It was humilitating and un-COM-FORT-table as Jake would say but I survived it and hate myself for not going back when I was in OLY so at least I could be an unkown person with a rash amongst the masses. And then I probably wouldn't have had to endure the pain...or be sitting here writing this with "press and seal" wrapped around my legs. Please learn from my dumbass-ness and if you have a problem that requires medical attention seek it early on...before the gangrene sets in at least.
Yes I am! I really don't want to bitch about my goddamn job but I am at the point where I am going to tell someone to F**CK off. I am tired of these people calling me every GD day that I have off asking me to work. They call me EVERY freakin day. I have been a good samaritan long enough. I have covered shifts for people that said their father in law had a heart attack and they really just went camping(and even came in sporting a nice tan). I have come in early and stayed late. I have worked double shifts where I didn't eat a meal or drink water or even get a chance to pee. This place doesn't even have weekend or evening/night shift differential. They offer no incentive to come in and work extra....they want you to come in out of the goodness of your heart. Well I have no goodness left. I am a selfish girl when it comes to my time off. I have lived by the work hard play hard theory all my life. I needed Mon and Tues to finish my midterm...they called me four times. "So and so hurt her back and is going to be out for a week can you cover for her?". I know So and So....and So and So as well as the admin knew of her back condition beforehand. They needed to have planned ahead for her taking time off. And not only that but she has taken a few weeks off here and there this year already. The head admin chick calls me this morning and basically harrasses me about why I am not covering So an So's shifts. It went like this.....Me: HelloAdmin Person: Hi Jennifer. I have been trying to reach you for the past couple of days and left a few messages. Were you out of town? Your out and about alot....Sounds like your having fun. I'm jealous. So and so is out for a week due to her back and Janets out of town for a conference so we REALLY have been scrambling these past few days.Me: I am sorry to hear that but I have been busy with finishing up my midterm. I (cut off).Admin: What days are you in school? Me: I have class on Tuesday morn from 9-12:30 pm this quarter (which they've known since last month). And starting June it's going to be Mon-Thurs 8-12 (which I have already told them several times so I can pick up evening shift and get off weekends).Admin: Well I am just trying to figure out where your at. We really need you to come in tomorrow because so and so is out until Tuesday and we are going to need you to come in on Monday. Can I count on you for tomorrow? Me: I cannot work tomorrow because Shelby is coming over from Spokane tonight and I haven't seen her for over a month. And tomm is my only day to spend with her and Jake...I (cut off again).Admin: Are you not going to be able to work during the week now because of the little girl? We really need some help here and we are in such a bind can you at least work Monday? Do you have any plans set for Monday? I don't know what I am going to do for tomm (sigh)...we'll just have to work things out. And we have that meeting today with the new nurse.Me: Yes I know about the meeting and I told you I would be there. Is So and so going to be there? It was suppossed to be the four of us discussing a rearrangement of the schedule and So and so really should be there because she was the one having difficulty compromising her schedule. (the new nurse will not work at our facility unless we adjust the schedule a little since she has kids ect...which is reasonable right now because we really need another nurse)Admin: I don't know if So and So will be there. I have to call her. (awkward pause) So I'll see you later then.Me: Ahhh yes but you never told me what time the meeting was.Admin: 3:30 pm. So I've got you down for working Monday then. Are you going to work this weekend?Me: I am scheduled to work this weekend and I always work my scheduled shifts. And yes I will pick up Monday for you. I will see you at 3:30 pm then.Admin: Good. Goodbye...Me: (slammed the cell phone shut and started to curse)First off I have been at this place for only a few months now. I have never called in (and I never do exception major harrassment from drunk friends and family)I am always on time and I work my ass off. Just because I am not going to drop everything to be at their beck and call doesn't mean I'm a shoddy person. I have alot of shit on my "to do" list this week because I have worked extra shifts for those jackass'es. (sp) I was a supervisor once and I worked through shitty situations and always tried to have a back up plan. If people were consistently calling in or late or with back injuries then you remedy the problem. This shit with So and so has been a long time coming. She just didn't hurt her back yesterday. And I want one day where my F--n cell phone doesn't ring and it's work looking for me. And now I apologize for going off the deep end of a "bitch about work session". I just feel that work is work when you are scheduled to work. If I am off leave me alone. Once in awhile is ok but everyday becomes harrassment and a serious annoyance. So with that I have got to get my run in before I go get ready for yet another bullshit meeting with the admin on my day OFF! :)
Yes....I am a horrible child and I should burn in hell for not calling my Mother...aka Evil Step....I am sorry for the lack of time and brain cells. I don't want to babble on about how busy I am...I mean everyones busy. But I swear that right before Jake came home time slowed way way down and minutes seemed to drag on like days. Now that he's home...and it has now been over a week....I am not. I had to work Fri, Sat and Sun and had a double shift to top that off. Nothing like pulling 16 hours in a locked down unit. And then there is my Midterm....oh yeah it's a take home. Please believe that take homes are not as easy as they sound like or you would hope they might be. I have been working non-stop on this exam since I got it last Tuesday. I now have one more day and my head is twisiting all the way around on my neck. And I have to work this afternoon. I feel like I am inside of a pressure cooker and my head just wants to roll off. I think by tomorrow morning I will be packing it in my backpack and taking it to school with me. So much stuff has happened this past week and I just haven't had a chance to digest it all.....Will write soon....if brain cells are still available. Probably won't be since as soon as I turn this exam in and get out of class I'm going straight to the store and grabbing a six pack of brew. I'm getting snocked. Maybe even a six pack of Sparks....then I'll be amped and snocked....:)
I stole this picture from some nice gentleman. I just couldn't help myself! He had to have been sweating his bum off in that suit. Sooooo....Jake is home in like oh....(please see countdown)....I am ecstatic, elated, just happy! Now I can stop whining about missing him and being lonely.
So I am changing some stuff around on the ol blog. Mostly because my life is changing and I think that my thought processes will be heading in a different kind of direction. I am a runner. I love running. I have always wanted to run a marathon but for some reason or another I just haven't gotten around to it. I know I'll never be a world class runner but I'm a runner nonetheless and we are a competitive breed. I have always admired those that have put in the blood, sweat, sweaty feet, chaffing, broken bloody toenails, blisters and tears that it takes to run 26.2 miles. I mean you just don't roll out of bed one morning, hit the road and run that kind of distance. Ok...maybe 0.000001 % of the population might be able to do that....but seriously it takes alot of dedication and hours and miles to get there for the average Jane.
I haven't always been the most self disciplined girl. I like my beer, and the occasional smoke. I love cheeseburgers and pizza. I HATE rolling out of bed before 7am. I was at one point a little on the chubster side because I had stopped running and being active when I got out of the army. But once I finally put on the sneakers and started pounding the pavement again I found that it wasn't that hard to stay in shape. Running is really not that hard once you get yourself out there. It's just a matter of getting up off the couch tieing your shoe laces and getting on the road. See....easy!
I like running just for the same reason I like math. It's something that you do independently. It's challenging and it's you vs you. I am an introvert.....(yes I am dammit).....and I like the fact that when I'm running I can be in my own world even when there are thousands of other people around. Running is a mental sport more then it is physical. Thats why I have always loved long distance (that and I can't sprint to save my life). Endurance comes when you are strong enough in your head and heart to push past the physical discomfort.
I am committing myself to running the whole Seattle Marathon this November. I've already gone half the distance so I know I can at least get that far. I know it's not going to be a cake walk but I have to give it a shot. I would hate myself if I didn't at least try. I don't want to be 8o and wishing I "woulda, coulda, shoulda". So wish me luck and when your snuggled cozily in your bed at 0-darkthirty catch a couple of extra Z's for me. It's all about to kick into gear with Bloomsday!
Your never to old to try!
Just another image that corelates to my feelings today! Salvador Dali's 1925 Person at the Window.
This is how I feel waiting for Saturday to get here. It seems like the light is way at the other end and there will be many obstacles to overcome before I get to that sunny place. Not to mention that it's a cool 57 degrees here in sunny Omak. It has been cold enough here at night for those friggen windmill thingamajiggers in the orchards to turn on. The first night I thought that a helicopter landed outside my bedroom they were so loud. I may be a small town girl (South Dennis, MA population approx 3700) but I am no means a country chick. I know nothing about orchards or ranches or farms. So when that "noise" started blasting off and woke me out of a very sound sleep....I swear they had the choppers out looking for a lost cow. It could happen. I mean if you ever get a chance to read the Omak Chronicle you'd see for yourself just what I mean. I thought the Olympian was bad with it's liberal yuk-yuk but the Chronicle beats all. It's filled with all sorts of crazy community "news" which I think more of as gossip. Must be hard for the reporters on the beat to drum up a good story.
I've got approx 50 hours left until Jake flies in. Once again I should be doing homework and trying to get the irrigation pipes fixed. I found two of those suckers busted off (I think I may have run one over with the mower...oops but I swear ir was buried in a thick patch of over grown grass and I'm not claiming the other one) I need to get a run in today too. I'm not feeling motivated right now and I have that excited feeling that you got when you were a kid....that anticipation for Christmas to just hurry up already. If I was any kind of computer whiz I would have a countdown timer on here to countdown to the last second.
I know it's been less then 30 days since I've seen him but it has felt like an eternity for me. If I can just make it through today I know tomorrow will be a snap. Hopefully. (late entry....please see my new COUNTDOWN till Jake gets home underneath flickr badge...I now feel like a computer genius and feel as I have been utilizing my time wisely...thanks to my bestest friend VED for the inspiration to want to be a better woman and become computer literate!)
Jake is coming home! I am a very happy girl! Can I say more?
I miss my boyfriend. I thought I would be able to stop my whining about missing him once he was back here. We haven't had one whole single day together (minus the sick day he took for his strep throat). That is all about to change.
