I've been bitching and whining about this at every opportunity, so I'm going to do it here too! Something is wrong with the ulnar nerve in my left elbow. It's pinched or trapped or something. Whatever it is, it hurts. My left pinky, ring finger, and that entire side of my hand are numb, I'm having problems gripping things with that hand so I'm dropping damn near everything I touch, doing anything makes my elbow hurt, and I'm going stir crazy because I can't do anything. I've already been to the doctor about it, have drugs for it, and have a referral to an ortho if it stays the same or gets worse in the next 10 days or so, but I'm still going to bitch and complain about it... Knitting hurts. Driving hurts (putting the seat belt on, taking it off, and opening the door is the worst). Watering the veggie garden hurts. Typing hurts (but you see it's not stopping me from going slow with one hand!). Grocery shopping made my hand and fingers burn, go even more numb (didn't think it was possible!), and made my elbow hurt like hell. I didn't even use my left arm! I literally pushed the mini two tier cart around with one hand, and looked like an idiot using only my right hand to pay and load my groceries into the car...
I am 100% not amused with this shit. Next week is my busiest week of the month, and I can't not type and do computer work. I have no one to help me or cover for me. No one in the office knows what I do, and the few times I've tried to train someone on the essential things to do while I'm on vacation they end up getting overwhelmed with it all and having major meltdowns. The office joke is that the GM's don't know what I do every day, but they don't want to bother me to ask because I always look really busy doing whatever it is I do... And it is such a bizarre feeling to have 1.5 numb fingers and about 1/3rd of my hand numb. The gripping thing is a really weird feeling too. I feel like I have a good grip on something, but then I end up dropping it even if I concentrate on NOT dropping it! It's actually a little bit scary. When it first happened and then wouldn't go away, I was sitting in a meeting (in MA of all places...) going "Holy shit, what if I'm having a stroke?! I can't have a stroke in front of all of these people! I just turned 27! I'm way too young to be having a stroke!" One of the IT guys saw the slight panic in my face, and stopped his presentation to ask me if I was ok. I just went "I think so...... But now I'm shaky and don't know if it's from being freaked out because my fingers and hand are numb and won't go back to normal or because I need some sugar. Could someone please hand me a little bit of orange juice??" When I didn't drop, I decided to just ignore it for the moment, but then it got worse on Friday and.... Yeah. It's worse today than it was Friday, so hopefully the drugs will start helping once they kick in. I only took the pain killer last night and started the prednisone this morning. The pain killer makes my knee stop hurting, but really doesn't touch the elbow. Fail. I have a love/hate relationship with the prednisone. It makes me lose my appetite, but my asthma is GONE while I'm on it. It's awesome to be able to breathe like a normal person, but it sucks because I can't eat.
So to make myself feel better, I'm watching crappy tv shows and making potato soup in the vitamix for dinner. I had a lot of things that I was planning on doing this weekend, but all of them result in more pain. It sucks. I'm bored. I'm the type of person who has to be doing something all the time. I can't watch a movie without doing something with my hands otherwise I lose it. I ended up reading for the majority of the day, but my nook ran out of charge and I was getting fidgety anyway. I wonder if the new Doctor Who will be up on Zune late late tonight or tomorrow....
Apr 30, 2011
Feb 6, 2011
New Toys, New Place, and Evil Sickness
I swear the whole state is sick right now. The flu is ripping through my office, J has been sick with the creeping crud for a few weeks, I had a stomach thing Monday, and now I've got the creeping that J had. Awesome. I was supposed to work all weekend, but couldn't do anything yesterday. Hopefully I don't fuck anything up today.
In other news, we're moving!! YAY! We found a great little 3 bedroom house with a fenced in yard in a good neighborhood. Rent is a good price, there are two HUGE trees in the backyard, J can have his veggie garden, I can have a library/office/yarn room in one of the bedrooms (I have my eye on the littlest one that's right off the kitchen), all electric everything (no gas or oil bill!!), washer and dryer included in a mud room attached to the kitchen (the mud room is huge!), big kitchen, hardwood floors, a driveway, and a locking shed. No garage or dishwasher, but that's ok. We sign the lease tomorrow. The neighborhood is super quiet, people aren't afraid to park nice cars on the street, about 3/4 of a mile from a library (the ebooks are compatible with my nook!), close to the 295 (which means a quicker commute for me whether or not we move warehouses), close to a recreation center (I'll have to look into it, but I see they have a pool, which would be nice to walk to if they have adult only swim hours), and close to the airport. No buses roaring through the neighborhood, no bright shiny LED signs lighting up my bedroom like it's daylight 24 hours a day, no clubs nearby, and no people right up next to me (the houses have a decent distance between them). Love.
My mother sent me two housewarming gifts for the new place even though we haven't moved yet. 1) A Vitamix and 2) a friggin' Dyson vacuum! I've used the Vitamix three times this weekend. I love it. It's amazing. It just pulverizes anything you put in it. I made a smoothie from kiwis, a pear, lime juice, lots of honey, and ice in about 10 seconds. The ice went POOF!! And then I had frozen smoothie goodness... I also made raspberry soy milk (but I blended it too long so it got foamy), and soup. The soup is what made me fall in love with the Vitamix. I made a baked potato soup with cheese and bacon. The potatoes and bacon were cooked ahead of time. I threw everything into the Vitamix COLD, turned it up to high, and then 5 minutes later I had hot steamy soup. I'm honestly a little scared of the thing. Anything that pulverizes potatoes and makes about a quart of molten lava soup in 5 minutes should be feared. I want to make the avocado tortilla soup recipe that came with the Vitamix next. I also need to make ice cream this week before J leaves. You can seriously make ice cream in a few minutes in this thing. Freakin' amazing!!
Oh, and the Dyson. It shipped yesterday, so I will report back after I've been able to re-vacuum my carpet. It's actually a carpet and hardwood floor model, so it probably won't suck quit as much as the Dyson Animal, but it should suck better than my crappy $30 vacuum! And I so mean "suck" in the good way that a vacuum should... I can't wait to take it to the interior of my car. First thing I'm doing on the first warm weekend after we move is cleaning my car. I will wash it, vacuum it, windex the interior windows, clean all of the dust and crap out of the crevices, and finally get all of the broken glass out of the back from when my car got broken into.
I have read more books this year than I did all last year. I've completed the Hunger Games series (crack on paper, I tell you), two of the three Parasol Protectorate books (about 60 pages from the end of the third), and..... I read two other books, but I can't remember what they were. The sickness is invading my brain! I love my nook.
Right. Back to work.
HEY! I can add a "house" tag now!! This is exciting. It's been nearly 10 years since I've lived in a house.
In other news, we're moving!! YAY! We found a great little 3 bedroom house with a fenced in yard in a good neighborhood. Rent is a good price, there are two HUGE trees in the backyard, J can have his veggie garden, I can have a library/office/yarn room in one of the bedrooms (I have my eye on the littlest one that's right off the kitchen), all electric everything (no gas or oil bill!!), washer and dryer included in a mud room attached to the kitchen (the mud room is huge!), big kitchen, hardwood floors, a driveway, and a locking shed. No garage or dishwasher, but that's ok. We sign the lease tomorrow. The neighborhood is super quiet, people aren't afraid to park nice cars on the street, about 3/4 of a mile from a library (the ebooks are compatible with my nook!), close to the 295 (which means a quicker commute for me whether or not we move warehouses), close to a recreation center (I'll have to look into it, but I see they have a pool, which would be nice to walk to if they have adult only swim hours), and close to the airport. No buses roaring through the neighborhood, no bright shiny LED signs lighting up my bedroom like it's daylight 24 hours a day, no clubs nearby, and no people right up next to me (the houses have a decent distance between them). Love.
My mother sent me two housewarming gifts for the new place even though we haven't moved yet. 1) A Vitamix and 2) a friggin' Dyson vacuum! I've used the Vitamix three times this weekend. I love it. It's amazing. It just pulverizes anything you put in it. I made a smoothie from kiwis, a pear, lime juice, lots of honey, and ice in about 10 seconds. The ice went POOF!! And then I had frozen smoothie goodness... I also made raspberry soy milk (but I blended it too long so it got foamy), and soup. The soup is what made me fall in love with the Vitamix. I made a baked potato soup with cheese and bacon. The potatoes and bacon were cooked ahead of time. I threw everything into the Vitamix COLD, turned it up to high, and then 5 minutes later I had hot steamy soup. I'm honestly a little scared of the thing. Anything that pulverizes potatoes and makes about a quart of molten lava soup in 5 minutes should be feared. I want to make the avocado tortilla soup recipe that came with the Vitamix next. I also need to make ice cream this week before J leaves. You can seriously make ice cream in a few minutes in this thing. Freakin' amazing!!
Oh, and the Dyson. It shipped yesterday, so I will report back after I've been able to re-vacuum my carpet. It's actually a carpet and hardwood floor model, so it probably won't suck quit as much as the Dyson Animal, but it should suck better than my crappy $30 vacuum! And I so mean "suck" in the good way that a vacuum should... I can't wait to take it to the interior of my car. First thing I'm doing on the first warm weekend after we move is cleaning my car. I will wash it, vacuum it, windex the interior windows, clean all of the dust and crap out of the crevices, and finally get all of the broken glass out of the back from when my car got broken into.
I have read more books this year than I did all last year. I've completed the Hunger Games series (crack on paper, I tell you), two of the three Parasol Protectorate books (about 60 pages from the end of the third), and..... I read two other books, but I can't remember what they were. The sickness is invading my brain! I love my nook.
Right. Back to work.
HEY! I can add a "house" tag now!! This is exciting. It's been nearly 10 years since I've lived in a house.
Dec 19, 2010
Baby, It's Cold Outside!
I was a girl today. I painted my fingernails AND toenails. Silver on the toes and red with gold chunky glitter on top on the fingers. *thud* Being a girl is too much work, and I'm sure my nails will be chipped in less than 24 hours...
I'm thinking about taking a couple of classes from the Yarn Lounge this spring, and starting to go to knit nights. They're offering a Fair Isle class and a drop spindle class. While I already know how to spin, I'd like to improve. I have a feeling that the reason it's so awkward is because I'm doing it completely wrong... As for Fair Isle, I want to learn it, but I'm lazy. No better way to kick myself in the ass than to actually take a class... I feel like I should at least make an effort at being social sometimes, so I guess going to knit nights once a month is a good start. I'd like to take a couple of sewing classes, but I don't have a place at home to sew. It's really hard to sew when the only table is very shaky and tends to wobble with the slightest touch.
We're planning on moving in March! Yay! We have an apartment complex picked out, so now we just need to see if they're going to have any availabilities in March. Late February would even be ok. I don't mind paying double rent for a month or two as long as we get the hell out of this shitbox! I'm so sick of this place.
On that note, here is a Satan Kitty for you:
I'm thinking about taking a couple of classes from the Yarn Lounge this spring, and starting to go to knit nights. They're offering a Fair Isle class and a drop spindle class. While I already know how to spin, I'd like to improve. I have a feeling that the reason it's so awkward is because I'm doing it completely wrong... As for Fair Isle, I want to learn it, but I'm lazy. No better way to kick myself in the ass than to actually take a class... I feel like I should at least make an effort at being social sometimes, so I guess going to knit nights once a month is a good start. I'd like to take a couple of sewing classes, but I don't have a place at home to sew. It's really hard to sew when the only table is very shaky and tends to wobble with the slightest touch.
We're planning on moving in March! Yay! We have an apartment complex picked out, so now we just need to see if they're going to have any availabilities in March. Late February would even be ok. I don't mind paying double rent for a month or two as long as we get the hell out of this shitbox! I'm so sick of this place.
On that note, here is a Satan Kitty for you:
Dec 12, 2010
WAH!! BUGS!!
I decided last week that this was the weekend for yarn organizing. I would organize ALL of the yarn, and then be happy because I'd know exactly what I have. Well. I started digging through the living room yarn basket and found carpet beetles. CARPET BEETLES!! WTF?? I know they came from the next door neighbor two tenants ago. About a year ago, right after this guy moved in, I found maybe five little critters by the wall that separates our apartments. I squished them, vacuumed, and never saw any more. I figured it was just those few and didn't worry about it. Yeah. It wasn't just those few... I am so sick of being infested by bugs from other people in this building. Living on the fifth floor in the middle of downtown Richmond, there really is no way that these things made it in on their own. This isn't the first time we've been infested by weird bugs. It's a new bug with every new tenant, I swear. I can't wait to move. I'm even tempted to move ASAP and pay the $100 fee for breaking the lease early just because I can't stand this place anymore. Granted, we're moving into yet another apartment, but hopefully it will be better managed, less buggy, less sketchy people, and all around better.
Nov 21, 2010
I'm Boring
I don't blog much anymore because my life has been pretty damned boring lately. Weekdays I get up at 6am, leave for work at 8am, try not to let the stupid at work kill my brain for many hours, get home at 6pm, eat dinner, and then spend the next three to four hours trying to get my brain to work again. Lather, rinse, repeat... From 5pm Friday through about 3pm Sunday, I have to decompress and chill out from the previous week. Right around 3pm Sunday is when I start to dread Monday morning and the 100+ emails I'll find when I get to work. Bonus fun this week since we lost a person Friday, so we're once again down to four office drones babysitting 50+ sales, delivery, and warehouse people. Awesome. Here's a hint. Would you like the office ladies to do your bidding ASAP? Be nice, say please and thank you in a non-sarcastic way, and don't piss them off with stupid shit you are more than capable of doing your own damned self. Would you like the office ladies to ignore you until the last possible second? In that case, you should be rude, treat the ladies like shit, believe that we sit in our cubes with our thumbs up our asses just waiting for you to give us something to do, and think that we live only to do your bidding. You choose which one you prefer...
Anyway, I'm here alone for the week, so I get to watch the movies and tv shows that I want to watch, read with no interruptions, and only have to find enough food to feed myself and the cat. I may even go bra and sweater shopping one night after work. Ick... I hate shopping. I'm too lazy to knit sweaters, so I have to restock my sweater inventory every few years. It's been about 4 years since I really restocked, and it's getting obvious. There's a giant snagged hole (definitely not chewed, so no moths!!) in my favorite sweater (red, 100% cashmere), my every day sweaters are getting a little ragged looking, and I accidentally felted one of my favorites... I love that I can wear jeans and a sweater to work. I also need to invest in a new pair of boots. I'm thinking about getting a pair of the plaid Sorel boots that I saw on zappos.com today. They were adorable, about what I was planning on spending anyway, and they look super warm and waterproof. The tread on the bottom looks good too. I fell three times last year because the tread on my old boots is almost gone. I'm amazed I didn't break anything, and only bruised the shit out of my hip and hand/arm/elbow. I'm a little bit scared and paranoid now.
Oh, goody. 3pm. Time to break out my work laptop, do 10 minutes of stupid pointless work (run and email a pointless report), shut everything down, repack the laptop (it's an ordeal since the laptop doesn't actually fit in the bag they gave me), and then continue with my afternoon. I seriously have to work for 10 minutes on a Sunday because my boss is making the entire sales department work today to make up for having Thursday off. No one gets an extra day of pay either. Suck. They tried to get me to go in and do order changes, but there is just no way I'm driving all the way out there on a Sunday for less than an hour of work with no extra pay for my trouble.
But my cobbler is almost done! Yay!
This incredibly boring blog post is now complete. You may continue with your day.
Anyway, I'm here alone for the week, so I get to watch the movies and tv shows that I want to watch, read with no interruptions, and only have to find enough food to feed myself and the cat. I may even go bra and sweater shopping one night after work. Ick... I hate shopping. I'm too lazy to knit sweaters, so I have to restock my sweater inventory every few years. It's been about 4 years since I really restocked, and it's getting obvious. There's a giant snagged hole (definitely not chewed, so no moths!!) in my favorite sweater (red, 100% cashmere), my every day sweaters are getting a little ragged looking, and I accidentally felted one of my favorites... I love that I can wear jeans and a sweater to work. I also need to invest in a new pair of boots. I'm thinking about getting a pair of the plaid Sorel boots that I saw on zappos.com today. They were adorable, about what I was planning on spending anyway, and they look super warm and waterproof. The tread on the bottom looks good too. I fell three times last year because the tread on my old boots is almost gone. I'm amazed I didn't break anything, and only bruised the shit out of my hip and hand/arm/elbow. I'm a little bit scared and paranoid now.
Oh, goody. 3pm. Time to break out my work laptop, do 10 minutes of stupid pointless work (run and email a pointless report), shut everything down, repack the laptop (it's an ordeal since the laptop doesn't actually fit in the bag they gave me), and then continue with my afternoon. I seriously have to work for 10 minutes on a Sunday because my boss is making the entire sales department work today to make up for having Thursday off. No one gets an extra day of pay either. Suck. They tried to get me to go in and do order changes, but there is just no way I'm driving all the way out there on a Sunday for less than an hour of work with no extra pay for my trouble.
But my cobbler is almost done! Yay!
This incredibly boring blog post is now complete. You may continue with your day.
Oct 24, 2010
Oct 3, 2010
In a Moment of Weakness...
I bought a Lock & Lock bento set. It's supposed to be a red and grey striped bag with red plastic containers, but I have a feeling it's going to show up looking more pinkish and tan... Regardless, I bought it in the hopes that I can force myself to brown bag stripe bag my lunch on weekdays. I have got to stop eating out. It's unhealthy and expensive. The problem with bringing my lunch is that I end up eating at my desk while I work, so I don't actually get a true lunch break. If I have to leave the office to forage for food, then I actually get something resembling a break. I'm thinking about heating up my lunch and then sitting in my car while I eat. I hate the car lunch, but it's my only option.
I've had excellent luck with bento lunches every time I've made them, I just never had a good container that didn't require five million cupcake cups every day. I hate using cupcake cups for more than two things. They're fiddly... I love bento because I like having small amounts of a lot of different foods. I get bored eating only a bowl of spaghetti or only a sandwich. Honestly, I don't even like sandwiches enough to eat a whole one without pulling the bread off and munching on the filling.
Now I just have to start making extra food at dinner and remembering to pack my lunch. Oh, and actually remembering to grab it on my way out the door instead of remembering it when I get to the office - 23 miles away from my fridge. Once I'm at work, there really is no going back. It's just too far to drive 30 minutes back into the city when I can head down the street and pick up some fried chicken at the gas station. Not to mention the fact that I technically only get a 30 minute lunch break.
All of this lunch talk has made me hungry. I ate dinner way too early today.
I've had excellent luck with bento lunches every time I've made them, I just never had a good container that didn't require five million cupcake cups every day. I hate using cupcake cups for more than two things. They're fiddly... I love bento because I like having small amounts of a lot of different foods. I get bored eating only a bowl of spaghetti or only a sandwich. Honestly, I don't even like sandwiches enough to eat a whole one without pulling the bread off and munching on the filling.
Now I just have to start making extra food at dinner and remembering to pack my lunch. Oh, and actually remembering to grab it on my way out the door instead of remembering it when I get to the office - 23 miles away from my fridge. Once I'm at work, there really is no going back. It's just too far to drive 30 minutes back into the city when I can head down the street and pick up some fried chicken at the gas station. Not to mention the fact that I technically only get a 30 minute lunch break.
All of this lunch talk has made me hungry. I ate dinner way too early today.
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