Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Two things that are ugh:
1) I got an email from a woman at work (who I have never spoken with, or hardly emailed with--we had some rearranging, so the person who does most of my sites is someone else). I was confused, because it was to a place I was at last week, and was all "OMG you don't have access to our important system please fill this form out you need access!" And I wrote back saying "where do you get the idea they don't have access? Person X might not, but Person Y does" And she got ALL OFFENDED, and was like "WELL I AM NOT MAKING THIS UP HOW DARE YOU I AM JUST DOING MY JOB". Jesus. I re-read mine and could see how it came off a little more strident than intended, but definitely not enough for her to freak out on me. Now I feel like an ass, but also irked that she flipped out.
2) My roommate applied for and tentatively got a job, several months ago. But needed security clearance. She's been waiting and waiting (they've come back with a few more questions, so she knows it's ongoing). Her current job ends this Friday. The new job is in New Jersey. She was concerned because she can't start the new job without the clearance, but if she's between jobs too long she loses some seniority and stuff. She got a call today--they still don't have her clearance, and think it'll come in a couple days, and they want her to start on MONDAY. As in, the monday after her last day at a job in Seattle. On a week's notice. And she is nuts and agreed. WTF. Also I'm a bit irked because (a) that means she's gone in a week, and (b) she won't be able to come move her shit out of my apartment until THANKSGIVING (because they are sending her to a training). She said she'll pay rent, but it's still a bit crazy. And it's not like she needs the cash and can't handle a few weeks between jobs. I think it's nuts, and I think that they're even asking her to do this is nuts (most people couldn't, IJS). But she's freaked out and stressed already, and now will be INSANE to deal with, and I can't say anything to her because she's so stressed.
1) You are not an ass. She had no reason to flip out. You were just doing YOUR job.
2) I'd want time off between jobs! Not that I ever have had the luxury.
Sorry for the annoyances. This day can be over now.
We are paying the price for taking off a couple days. We ended up having to deal with a technical disaster after we got home about 11 or so last night so we were on computers until about 3am. Then today has been the Monday from hell.
I need a vacation. But I have no one except DH that can do what I do, and I really do prefer to vacation with him. Wah!
Waiting for jobs with background checks is a lot of hurry up and wait. I think she's going to be stressed going to the new job so quickly. But if she's still paying rent to you, that's good.
I'd also say less period cramps/discomfort, but I'm perimenopausal, so I don't know.
I've gotten to where I have no idea where there is cause, effect or just the appearance of things maybe being totally unrelated. I'll be happy to be done with the peri part.
Except for the episodes of psychosis, I'm more than happy with this pre/peri/pseudo menopause thing.
Tom, in Newark. Though I don't think she's plannin to actually live THERE, since Cory booker might not be her mayor. ;)
I'll be happy to be done with the peri part
FUCK YES. I swear, I had six weeks of period, then two months without...who knows what shenanigans are around the next corner? (It will be the flashes, I predict, and since I already have migrainey hot flashes...yay....)
But, in general, I'm in less pain than before, even if the headaches aren't affected (part of me is praying that menopause kills my migraines like it did my mother's--but since I remember her mother's headaches, I'm pretty sure it's not a genetic guarantee).
I figured different people have different ways that are easy for them to eat, and this one is pretty easy for me, and so far the times I've broken it have been pleasant, but not made me want to break it more (10 kernels of caramel corn (REAL SUGAR EVEN THOUGH SAME COWORKER SAID HE WANTED A BIGGER HEADACHE PICTURE THIS TIME) made me think "sucrose weird, popcorn tasty" instead of wanting more).
My goddamn ankle is hurting again. It was doing OK over the weekend, when I was resting it, but now that I'm back to work, it's back to hurting. I've got an appointment with the doctor on Thursday. And dealing with the pain is making me a lot less able to deal with other stuff. Not just things like cooking that I can't do because, by the time I'm done teaching for the day, I can't stand up for that long, but it's also just kind of sapped my "deal with stuff" mental energy. Little things feel like too much.
I'm scared. Teaching is what I love doing, and what I'm good at doing. What if I just can't keep up teaching full time because I'm in too much pain? I could probably be OK with teaching part-time, but I can't earn a living that way.
And, for some reason, I just got hit with a major craving for food from the vegan soul food restaurant in DC. I'm fairly certain that I can't get vegan soul food in central PA unless I cook it myself.