Idiowhatsit

Thursday brings forth 12 days of DOOM!!!!

No, really..... read the below post.

Casualties of Retail

And Lo, the Christmas season is upon us....... yay. Yeah, I know, 'bout damn time for an update. Well, I've Been really busy with work and all, we got all the stuff in the Manor House put away so that we can start to decorate it today. 22 rooms, over 50 trees.... oh yeah, this is gonna be fun. I've actually never worked for the set up though, in past years I've had classes which prevented me from working it, so I'm looking forward to going in at 2:30 and seeing the chaos that is the start of the Holidays in the Manor House.

Backtracking a little, the last day at Providence was one of the best days at work I have ever had. The main thing we head to do that day was laundry, so we went over to Grand Rapids to do it at the Laundromat they had there, but it was closed for repairs. Angela and I ended up driving down to B.G. and spending almost the whole day there taking care of the laundry, it was awesome. The place we went was playing oldies on the radio, they had a REALLY old vending machine, and it just felt like I should've had on bobby socks, a scrunchie, and a big flannel shirt tied in front. I called Joe and we played the "Guess where I am" game for a bit, it was fun. On the way back to Providence, we saw some of those new windmills (which are really cool), a whole lot of flat, and....... wait for it........ a Llama! Yes, that's right, a Llama. Like I said, one of the best days at work ever.

I haven't been writing much lately, mostly because I haven't had time too. Maybe once things at work have calmed down a bit I'll be able to get back to it.

Oh, I also made my radio debut the other day. I stopped by Toys-R-Us to donate to the salvation army, which I do every year, and Kiss FM was broadcasting live. A guy asked me if I wanted to go on the radio, I shrugged, and next thing I know I'm being asked what me motivation for donating was and getting hit on, on air, by a bunch of the DJ's who thought I was cute (waves a card with a name and number on it) Who rocks? Yes, that would be me.

So, yeah..... it's been crazy. I still have all my Christmas shopping to do and I'll probably end up doing it all the week before Christmas. Ah well, t'is the price I pay for not liking to sit on my butt all the time, at least I'm not bored :D

To The Quick

*Bangs head against the wall*

Yeah, I've been out of it for a bit. Been working for about 3 weeks straight at this point. I had a bit of a freak-out the other day just because I'm a little overworked right now. Yes, you are going to hear about it :P

Ok, so as I'm on my way to work at Providence yesterday (driving down lovely I-475 southbound during morning rush hour) when my front driver side tire decides to go flat. I'm in the left lane, so I pull off to the left side of the road, get out of my car, curse at my tire, get back in the car, and scoot myself over to the right side of the road. Now, I've never had to change a flat tire off of a busy highway before, so I'm a little nervous. I get out my owners manual, just so I have it there in case I forget to do something, when I notice a Highway Patrol car pull up behind me. Thankfully, the patrolman was just checking to see if I need any help or anything. I explain what happened and he offers to help me change the tire, which we do, and we have a bit of a nice convo by the side of 475. I would just like to say that Officer Carpenter of the Ohio Highway Patrol was very nice, and he deserves a raise. Mwaaahahaha.....

Anyway, I continue on my merry way and only get to work about a half an hour late. I spend 6 hours doing heavy labor in the form of extreme hotel cleaning and dam maintenance, so I'm a bit tired when it's time to go home. I get out to my car and check the donut on my car........ and it's flat. It held up fine driving along the rest of 475 and The Trail, but it couldn't sit in a parking lot? Bloody hell......

Go back into the Hotel, call my dad. He heads out to get me so we can refill the donut and try to get it to hold the air. While he's on his way I go out and take a look at my tire to try and see if I can find the hole in it. Take the donut off my car so it's ready when dad gets there, we take it to get some air in it, and put it back on the car. Of course, the donut, being 12 years old and therefore crappy, will not hold air. The only option I have now is to leave my car at Providence and bring a fixed or new tire back tomorrow. I go to get my CD's and CD player out of the car, because I don't want to leave them in there overnight, and I get out of my car to go open the trunk so I can put them in there. Because my day could SO get worse, I locked my keys in my car. So now I'm an hour away from my house, I'm dirty, tired, freaking out a little, I have a flat tire, a flat donut, and I've locked my keys in my car. *sigh*

I calmed down once I get home. We got my tire plugged, thankfully it only cost me $10 and change. I think I might get a full size tire to use as a spare, it'll fit in my trunk and be better then the flat donut. I need to get new hubcaps though. I think the one fell off when the tire went flat, so I need to get one for it...... and why not just get four new ones so they all match. After all, they are 12 years old at this point.

I'm still working at the boat, but it's mostly maintenance at this point. Things like scrubbing the boat, cleaning the built-in-the-1800's-and-condemned-for-the-general-public hotel the serves as the Providence offices, and making sure the lock and canal stays sort of clear of leaves. The Holidays at the Manor House start in a couple of weeks, so I'll be working a lot then. We are expecting around 15000 people through the house in a weeks time this year. Fun fun fun.....

K, time for bed..... night all

I promise you

I hate it when life fucks with your head. There is a situation, you talk to you best friend about said situation. It gets better and you are ready to deal with the situation, then you freak out about talking about the situation. Finally, you deal with it and get it worked out. Then once you get away from the situation, you come up with a whole bunch of other things that you didn't get resolved, and you almost feel worse then when you began.

I know I'm not making a lot of sense, but I needed to write this. It's late, and I've been up for a long time, so it'll make a whole lot less sense then the non-sense it would normally make.. I hate stress, it makes me bitchy and worried. Nobody panic, it's not a bad and/or life changing thing, it's just something I wish I could figure out for myself before freaking out. I don't regret it, not at all. But it sure as hell is messing with my head.

Bah, time for sleep.