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Weekly Update #38

First full week back at my regular life since my vacation in Minneapolis, and it’s been a week! I caught up on cleaning most of the day today, and then played The Sims 3 until M and I went to game.

In fact, we’re at game right now, waiting for everyone to show up. One of my friends from work is going to join us today. She’s wanted to try tabletop gaming for a while now and since her significant other recently moved to California, she has a little extra free time. I don’t mean that the way it probably sounds. What I mean is that she was spending all her time with her SO before he left for California and now that he has left, she now has the time to spend at game. Either way, I’m excited to have her!

I fear with the change in the weather as fall approaches, I’m getting sick, yet again. Stuffy nose, scratchy throat, itchy eyes… It sounds like allergies, but the thing is I am allergic to being healthy. I’m already stocking up on orange juice and cough meds.

Other than that, I applied for a floor walking position at work. If I get the gig, it would mean time off the phones, answering questions for the newbies on the phones for the first time. I put in for a few other positions as we’ll at I’m hoping to hear back from. I’m really looking forward to bettering my skill set and furthering my career, for lack of a better word.

Well, that about does it for me today and this week. Thanks for checking out my blog and sticking with me, dear readers. It really does mean a lot to me.


Weekly Update #29

I know, I know, I was supposed to be posting steadily every week now. I have a blog planner and everything. I even got a lovely iPad mini for my birthday to make it easier for me to keep up with the posts.

Life happened, as life tends to. I fell off my usual schedule, fell off of writing my posts ahead of time. It was my birthday on Monday. I’m now 26! M was pretty sick for a few days before he finally went to the doctor and got some antibiotics. Yesterday was our six month anniversary.

But I’m getting back on track. Can’t beat myself every time I make a mistake or don’t quite follow through on my plans. As long as I keep taking steps towards my goals, that’s all I can do. Even if those steps get off track sometimes.

Let’s see… I’m writing this post on my new iPad. I’m kind of in love with it. I used to do most of my writing on an Acer net book, but that particular machine was a bit slow for my tastes. This iPad is so much quicker and lighter to carry around and it’s just a delight to use for blogging.

Look forward to this week for a few changes to the posting schedule. I’m going to try a new writing project. Should be a fun little experiment. Until then, dear readers.

Weekly Update #28

This week has been the same as pretty much every other week has been.  Work, work, and work.  Spending my free time with M.

On Wednesday, we took my parents out to dinner.  We went to a Mexican restaurant by the name of Azteca.  It was actually a really nice time.  We’d been out with M’s parents several times, so it was nice to catch up with my parents; have M get some face time with them.  I’m not really a huge family kind of person – I mean, I love my family, don’t get me wrong – but compared to M, I don’t have that strong of a connection with them.  I think it really comes from the military life M and his family had.  Moving around a lot like that really pulled them all closer together.  Where as with my family, while we did move around a little bit, we didn’t really bond quite that strongly.  I’ll always be there for my family when they need me, but I’m not really compelled to spend that much time with them.

Tomorrow is my 26th birthday.  I have the day off work (thank you, paid time off!), and M took the day off, too.  The plan was to be able to spend two whole days together (we have Sundays off, too).  Well, the plan was to do things for Father’s Day with our respective fathers, but that all kinda went down the drain when M’s cold or virus or whatever kind of disease he has caught up with him and made him very sick all day.  At the rate my poor M was throwing up, I doubt we’ll be able to spend much time together tomorrow, either.  He’s finally going to see a doctor, so hopefully he’ll get his health straightened out.

At least my dad had a nice Father’s Day.  My brother and I were able to be home and have dinner together as a family.  Dad was recently in the hospital (he’s fine now, it was just a bit of an issue with his heart), so it was nice to be able to have everyone together.  I know my dad appreciated it, and that’s what really matters.

In other news, my parents put down a chunk of money towards an iPad for my birthday.  I got the last part of my signing bonus on this last paycheck, too, so it really was a happy birthday for me!  Well, at least so far.  I still have all of tomorrow for my birthday to get even better.  My lovely, amazing boyfriend got me Japanese versions of Red, Blue, Yellow, Crystal, the TCG and Green!  Those are Pokemon games, if you weren’t aware, dear readers.  It’s a really thoughtful and sweet gift, especially because M knew I had copies of most of those games, but they got stolen when my apartment was robbed a couple of years ago.

And now, as a continuation of my birthday celebration, I think I’m going to play some Borderlands.  I haven’t sat down and had myself a good gaming session outside of Pokemon Y, and I’m long overdue.  Cuddle up with the kittens in my chair and shoot the living shit out of some skags.

Skin Deep

Over the last three weeks or so, I’ve been dealing with some weird skin conditions.  Weird to me, anyway, as I never have skin conditions.  Outside of acne when I eat all of the greasy food.  First, I had a weird little rash I ended up convincing myself was scabies.  So, I went to the doctor and he gave me a couple of oral corticosteroids as well as some heavy-duty hydrocortisone cream.

Which seemed to help for all of two days.  On Saturday, though, all hell broke loose and my skin now looks like a chemical war zone.  I’m now getting these fun little battalions of hives that crop up on my arms or legs or hands or feet or some or both or all of the above. They duke it out for a bit, and then off they go, either to celebrate the victory or to wallow in their defeat, only to reemerge for the next battle in an ill-fated attempt to win an impossible war of driving me fucking insane with t all the itching and scratching.

And of course doctor’s offices aren’t open on the weekends. So I got to wake up bright and early Monday morning to call the doctor’s office literally as soon as they open up at 7 AM. I was able to get a same-day appointment, but it was smack dab in the middle of my shift at the call center.  I ended up calling in because a) I didn’t know how serious the diagnosis would end up being and b) I want to rip my skin off it itches so bad.  I’m kinda tempted to call in today, too because I can hardly stand it.

So, the doctor kindly heard out my worries that I might be allergic to one of the pills he gave me and then just sort of shrugged and said, “Well, it’s a possibility, but prednisone is usually prescribed to get rid of things like hives.”  What the appointment boiled down to was the doctor saying hives sometimes just happen and that I should take Allegra during the day and Benadryl at night for two weeks and call him if the hives don’t go away by then.

My response to that is as follows:

Two weeks?  Are you kidding me??  I have to sit around and be physically uncomfortable in my own skin for two weeks.  I get to deal with roaming hives making me look like I’m dying of the plague for two whole weeks.  How fun!  And what happens if I’m still breaking out in two weeks?  Do you tell me to take some other over-the-counter medication and call you in two more weeks?  Man, sounds like so much fun!  I can’t wait to see how this all plays out!

I really hope this shit just goes away on it’s own.  I hope this regiment of antihistamines does the trick because I’m sick of looking down at my arms and hands and feet and legs and seeing a huge patch of hives where there wasn’t any not 5 minutes prior.

At least now that I’ve spent two days at home, I know it’s not something specific to my boyfriend’s house.  Since this all started while I was staying there, he was worried it was something in his house, something that he owned that was causing it.  But I don’t think that’s the case, given the fact that as I type this post up on this lovely Tuesday morning from the comfort of my own room, my hands are screaming to be scratched and hives are running from my fingers to my shoulders.

Weekly Update #22

Well, it’s been nearly a month since I’ve taken the time to actually sit down and write a fucking blog post. I’m only a little disappointed with myself.  But only a little because I have what I consider to be a good excuse.  All the time I don’t spend at work I spend with Mr. English.  Because that’s how I choose to set my priorities.  (And yes, I know I can spend time with him and write a post, which will start happening from here on out, but we’re still kinda in the honeymoon phase).

Anyway, I was also sick for a good chunk of time there.  Sick to the point where I lost my voice.  Do you know how hard it is to work at a call center and not have a voice?  So during that period of my month, I was also sleeping a lot and dying sometimes by coughing up a lung.  Or at least attempting to.

Back to my free time with my boyfriend.  I’ve gotten him into the show Supernatural (if you haven’t seen it, watch it.  If you don’t like emotional trauma from a TV show, don’t watch it).  So we’ve been switching back and forth between marathoning that and this really really incredibly weird anime Mystery Girlfriend X.  Don’t watch it.  Just… don’t watch it.  It’s really very awkwardly weird.

While we’re watching Supernatural, our conversation tends to be more along the lines of “Yeah, I’d be dead if I were in this episode” or “Man, I would have killed the bad guy like this instead of that.”  While we’re watching Mystery Girlfriend X, the conversation tends to be as follows:

Me: Wait, what?
Me: Are you freaking serious?  With the fucking DROOL again?!
Him: [laughs maniacally]

Again, my suggestion is to not ever watch Mystery Girlfriend X ever because it is definitely not worth it and you will be morbidly curious after the first episode.  I was.  We watched the very first episode and then I said “No, I really don’t want to watch this, this is way too fucking weird and stupid.”  And then about five minutes later, I said “Play the next one. I kinda have to know what happens.”  So, dear readers, don’t do it.  Take my advice and stay away from Mystery Girlfriend X.

Weekly Update #18

What a week, my dear readers!  Work was, well, work.  The weather here in Iowa decided to take a cue from Minnesota weather and drop ice and snow and more ice on us.  And I did something I never thought I’d actually be capable of doing.

At work, I’m still getting an average of 91 on my calls.  Passing is 92.  They’ve got us in an extra week of abay (training) so we have more time on the phones with people to help us before they let us loose on our own.  Sadly, in order to have Christmas off this week, it’s another 4-day week with 10-hour days.  8 AM to 6:30 PM.  Pretty much all on the phones.  Do not want.  Do not want at all.  The kicker is then the week after next, it’s more 10-hour days so we get New Years Day off.  No thanks, I’ll just work my nice 8-hour days please.  No?  Oh, this is mandatory?  Uh, okay, I guess…

There’s some sort of sickness going around work to boot.  A couple of people have been out for days at a time with a virus.  Friday I started feeling ill.  I’m still not feeling quite 100%, but I think I’ve dodged the bullet.  At least, for now.  As a reminder, lovely readers, I don’t have the strongest immune system around.  I’ve become known as “perma-sick” to my friends because I always have at least some sort of head cold.  So I’m fully expecting to catch whatever’s going around, if I haven’t already and it isn’t just laying dormant, waiting for the worst possible time to strike me down.  Because germs are clearly evil creatures.

Friday we here in the QCA got a pretty solid glaze of ice throughout the course of the day.  Freezing rain on and off, with more freezing rain and sleet on Saturday night, followed by god knows how much snow today (Sunday, for those of you who are too lazy to look at a calendar).  Two of my coworkers were unable to drive on Friday, so I went to pick them up in my lovely Toyota Highlander, thinking I could handle the ice with four wheel drive.  I was wrong.  The main roads were alright, but side streets were terrible.  And of course I had to use side streets to get to my coworker’s houses.  Not looking forward to driving to work tomorrow morning, because even if it doesn’t snow any more tonight, the roads will still be icy and if Iowa drivers are anything like Minnesota drivers, everyone will completely forget how to drive in snow.  I think it’ll be alright as long as there’s no more precipitation.  Pardon me while I go glare at the clouds gathering above, ready to drop a few more inches of snow just to spite me.

As for the thing I mentioned that I never thought I’d ever be capable of doing, I won’t go into too much detail because I don’t know how the other party feels about being written about on a public blog, but I am proud to announce that at 25 years of age, I, Kate, have finally had the confidence to ask a guy out.  Ohmygod, I know, right?!?!?!  So non-traditional!  Alright, enough of the sarcastic fake reactions.  Really though, if you’d asked me a year ago whether I thought I’d ever be confident enough in myself to make that first move, I would have laughed until my sides burst and covered you in my blood, laughing all the way until my very last breath.  But on Friday, I put on my big girl pants and did it.  I thought, “Well, the very worst he can do is say no, and what’s so bad about that?  It’ll be his loss more than mine.”  “Woah,” my inner voice replied, “When the hell did you get so cheeky?”  My inner voice is apparently from the UK.  Or at least pretends to be.

Anyway, long story short, I was a smooth mothafucka when I asked and he answered in the affirmative.  And I’ll leave the story there until I find out how much trouble I’ll be in for writing about him on the internet.

Weekly Update # 16

A whole ‘nother week gone by.  Time sure does fly!  Except when you’re stuck in a training room for 8 hours a day.  Then time just crawls slowly, in a meandering fashion, in some direction not always forwards.  Outside of work, time seems to go double speed.  Now that I’m a 9-5er, there doesn’t seem to be enough hours in the day.

This past weekend, I got to spend time with new friends and old.  Went Christmas shopping (which ended up being oh, that’s cool I wanna buy that for myself shopping) with a new friend from work and then did a bit of drinking with an old friend until the most massive headache I’ve ever experienced hit.

I have a new theory about these mysterious headaches.  I’m about a year overdue for a new prescription on my glasses.  Now, if that’s the main issue or just making things worse, I have no idea, but I will bet money that it is not helping things.  Trouble is, I can’t get in to see a doctor until I’m on my regular schedule for work and have Mondays off.  And I should be on my regular schedule at the very end of the month, but since we haven’t had all the phone time we’re supposed to get before we hit the floor, there’s talk that our training might get extended.  Which means more weeks of M-F 9-5:30 instead of my desired Tues-Sat 11:30-8 (well, 12:30-9 on Saturdays).

Speaking of phone time, we’re STILL not on the phones.  Last week in the classroom before we’re on the phones all day.  We were supposed to start taking calls way back two weeks ago and slowly building up to taking calls all day, building our experience as well as our confidence since we’d only take basic calls at first.  Now we’re expected to do everything straight off the bat, basically.  Yesterday we finally got the OK that we have all the clearances and permissions we need to actually get on the phone systems.  So tomorrow we’re supposed to start on the phones in the afternoon.  Everyone’s freaking out – myself included.  Those of us that have no call center experience are more or less terrified.  And even those of us with the experience are nervous about getting all the information right.  We deal with patient medications and if we say a wrong thing, it could have serious real-world consequences outside of someone getting pissed that their package didn’t arrive on time.  That’s a frightening thing.  On top of all that, I’m a perfectionist, which means if I screw up my first call I’m going to spend the rest of the day berating myself for it, and every failed call after that.  I’ll probably leave work tomorrow ready to burn something to the ground.  (Burning things to the ground is my go-to stress relief saying.)  So, that’ll be fun.

Nothing else is really new.  Slowly working on getting all my Christmas gifts made.  Very slowly.  I find myself going to bed around 8:30 PM most nights.  Then I end up waking up several times throughout the night.  It leaves me tired all the time.  I’ve always had problems sleeping through the night (and by always, I mean I’ve been struggling to find a solution that works for me for the past year), and maybe this is also contributing to my headaches.  And I’m always achey and stiff.  I feel like I need about a billion deep-tissue massages to feel physically relaxed again.  Ugh, I really need to go see all sorts of doctors that I’ve been putting off seeing.  At least I have my work schedule as an excuse to continue to procrastinate with my health. (PRO TIP: Don’t actually ever procrastinate with your health – I am a bad example.)

That’s about it, I guess.  It’s nearly 9 PM and I’m looking over at my bed.  It beckons me.  It’s pillows and comforters and softness and warmth.  Yes, bed, I’ll be there shortly, wrapped in your sweet slumber.

Weekly Update #10

I know, I know, I’ve fallen off the wagon of scheduled posting yet again.  At this point, I feel like you all know, my lovely readers, that a post will happen when it happens.

This last week has been just as uneventful as any other week.  Few bites on applications and resumes, but nothing that I could reel in, it seems.

Yesterday, however, I had to report to the county court house for jury duty.  Ugh.  The last time I got called for jury duty, I got in a car accident and missed the 8:00 AM time limit.  The lady I spoke to about it was really rude and it was just a bad experience.  THEN, I had to go back to the damn court house a few months later because two of the four people involved in the car accident protested the tickets they had and I was called to testify as a witness of the state.  One lady plead guilty before the trial, and I testified for all of 2 minutes.  Clearly worth the 12-hour round trip since I still lived in Minneapolis at the time.

And this time around at the court house, it took me 15 minutes to find parking, making me late to check in.  I got a rude lady, yet again, haughtily telling me that I was late and to try not to disrupt the instructional video.  Uh, yeah, thanks, maybe have enough parking for the 400 freaking people you pull in each time you call people in for jury duty.

So, I had to sit and watch this instructional video, then sit and wait for my number to be called and then sit and wait for me to be told where to go and then sit and wait for the selection process to begin all for naught because then I was finally told that my group was to be sent home as the defendant of the trial we were to sit on plead guilty and we wouldn’t be needed to fill in on any other trials.

Yesterday equated to me waking up at ass-crack of dawn, driving around a parking lot, being treated rudely, having to sit and wait to be told I wasn’t actually needed.  Felt like a waste of time to me.  But on the plus side, it totally counted as my jury duty and I can’t be called again for two years.

This week now is going to consist of me getting over my anxiety about calling people and making a doctor’s appointment.  I’ve had this ever-lasting cold that’s now starting to affect my ears.  My sinuses feel clogged and it feels like the pressure is all backing up into my ears.  Which is similar to the issues I had in 2012 where I had painful ringing in my ears for months and went to several different doctors and it still wasn’t fully resolved.  I also need to get my yearly check-up taken care of.  Oh, and let’s not forget I still need to change my medication somehow since it’s just not working like it used to or like it needs to. And hopefully somewhere this week I get an interview or some other positive job feedback.

I’m also still slowly trying to unpack my life.  So far since I’ve moved home, I’ve been unpacking as I need things.  A lot of my stuff is still in boxes and it’s cluttering up the dining and living rooms.  I not only need to get myself more settled in, but I need to get my mess out of my parents’ space.

That’s about it for my weekly update.  Thanks for reading, lovely readers!


Weekly Update #7

Alright.  So here’s the deal, readers.  Weekly updates will still be on Sundays (with the exception of today).  Wednesdays will be topic posts, generally consisting of a specific thing I’m dealing with (money, jobs, moving, etc), with the 2nd Wednesday dealing specifically with Japanese language or culture and the 4th Wednesday dealing with a specific academic-type topic.  For example, I think I’ll be starting with cats.  The science of cats.  Yeah, that sounds good.  Fridays will be a creative day.  For the most part, it’ll be writing.  I’m going to try a mini-NaNoWriMo this November, so this month will be gearing up for that.

With that news out of the way, let’s get into the update.  I’m all moved home to IA.  Have been for about a week.  I’m not unpacked or settled in by any means, but I’m here and I’m slowly making myself comfortable.  Right after I got here, my cold caught up with me and basically KO’d me for quite a while.  I’m still sniffling and coughing and I would prefer to spend a good chunk of my day curled up under my fluffy, warm comforter in bed, but I can function now.  The day after I got here, I was down and out.  Body aches, backed-up sinuses, persistent coughing all the unhappy things that come with being sick.  So this week has been relatively uneventful in terms of things to write about.

But tomorrow, I should hopefully find out whether or not I got the job at ECC.  The direction my life will take in the next few months will be hinged on this one thing.  So, positive vibes, please!

That’s really about it.  I don’t lead a super exciting life at the moment.  It’s mostly waiting.  Waiting to hear back from a job, specifically.  And not just ECC.  I’ve been applying for jobs locally because I do need money to save up for my move to Japan.

Anyway, check back on Wednesday for the topic post!

Even if it’s slow going, enjoy the journey!


Weekly Update #5

It’s time yet again for a weekly update, dear readers!  This one’s gonna be short since I’m not feeling well.

Last weekend, my mom came up and helped me get a lot of my stuff packed.  After she went back to IA, I continued the cleaning streak by tackling my digital life.  I spent a good two days going through all three of my external hard drives and all the files on my Mac, deleting and rearranging and organizing.  Then I lost my steam towards the end of the week.

On Saturday I had the opportunity to work a booth at the Minnesota Renaissance Festival.  It was a 9 hour day out in the heat and dust.  It was fun, I got paid, and I get to do it next weekend, too!  The highlight of my day was when a Doctor Who cosplayer dressed as Eleven passed my booth.  I yelled out “Bow ties are cool!” and I got a smile and a bow tie fix in return.  I literally jumped for joy.

But now I’ve got a mess in my sinuses.  I think it’s from all the dust.  But since I got home last night, my head feels like it’s going to explode.  I’ve gone through two boxes of tissues already, and my sinuses show no sign of slowing down.  So I’m taking it easy for a couple of days and hope I’m not feeling shit when I work next weekend.

However you feel, enjoy the journey.