| I don't want it to end. |
[7.14.09 @ 2:16pm] |
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The "peaceful" part of my summer is coming to an end and I'm not ready yet. I leave for camp in a week and a half. Then I have four days to recover before Anticipation. Then I have about 5 days to recover and we leave for Riviere du Loup for a week. Then we have a few days before school starts. Then the rest of my life starts up again and I have playgroup, ASL class, Cubs and hopefully some steady work.
I think I'm at week four of my Adderall experiment and while it certainly helps I think I could do with the hight dosage (which is what Th'Boy takes). It certainly doesn't make me as volatile as the Ritalin did.
The kitten is staying and I love him. I was at work all day yesterday and as soon as I came home he came tearing over to the couch so he could sit on my knee. It was adorable.
I'm reading a lot. Mostly fluff and kid's stuff but a lot of it has been really good. I really ought to get around to that book post...
M.
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| FUCK!!! |
[7.10.09 @ 2:38am] |
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I've been juggling things for a month and I just dropped a ball so big it might actually crush me.
[insert wailing and hand-wringing here]
M.
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| O...M...G... |
[7.9.09 @ 4:06pm] |
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I passed my exam.
I nuked my exam
I blew my exam out of the water with a score of 93%. This is the one I wrote with a serious bee sting, no time to review, no sleep and on an empty stomach. Most of the marks off were half marks for getting things just a little bit wrong.
The last few weeks have been incredibly stressful and this is a great way for the tide to turn.
M.
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| Vacation? What vacation? |
[7.8.09 @ 4:14pm] |
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This has quite possibly been the most stressful summer of my life and compared to last year that's saying something.
Please excuse me while I have a heart attack or stroke (possibly both). I'll be in the corner. Twitching.
M.
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| ugh |
[7.6.09 @ 4:31pm] |
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I feel as though today *stomped* on me. I woke up tired, I missed my bus, I couldn't make the ElfBaby happier, I had a big grocery order coming and not enough money to cover it (I assumed Mom could lend me some and she couldn't) and the list goes on.
The day wasn't a total washout-- I got given some *amazing* tins to cover, the ElfBaby had some really great moments with Th'Boy, the grocery order mess was resolved (a lot of what I ordered wasn't there) and the lottery ticket I've been ignoring for months was worth $20 so I didn't have to go to the bank to get the money for a tip.
But I'm still tired and I still feel stomped on. There was a lot of stress and there's not much of an end in sight. There's some money stuff but there's also camp and Anticipation. Camp is the worst-- I'm dreading it to a point where I want to hide under the bed until it's over.
Maybe I'd feel better if I ate something...
M.
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| Life on drugs. |
[6.29.09 @ 6:20pm] |
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I'm halfway through my second week on Adderall. Sadly, the big high wore off by the third day *and* I'm not really seeing any major difference in my level of concentration. Th'Boy takes a higher dosage than I do and it's reeeeeeeeeeeally tempting to try one of his pills.
Thanks to the heat and the kitten I'm utterly exhausted which is only making the ADD worse. Last night we stayed up WAY too late counting on the fact that I had the day free and Sultry didn't have to be in until 4pm. Well, we both woke up earlier than we wanted to (especially Sultry) and right as we were planning to go back to bed I got called into work.
I've discovered Poser. I think I would really love it if I could figure out how to make the damn thing work! The manual reads like stereo instructions. I'll figure it out eventually (and maybe even learn a bit of Python) but right now it's frustrating the hell out of me (and destoying my download limit).
At some point I have to do a book roundup-- I've read two in the last week alone. I'm also up to date on my favorite comics and catching up on the second tier ones as well (maybe the pills are working after all).
We're trying to figure out a way to swing an overnight in Ottawa this weekend. Maybe.
How are you?
M.
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| Way to freak myself out. |
[6.25.09 @ 4:30pm] |
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So I was looking up my CPAP results online to check if I had a full stop or half stop (it was a half) and found out that any result under a 5 is below mild (I usually am under a two). Good to know.
Then I looked a little harder at the index and decided to go back to my sleep study and see what my result was.
I really hope I read it wrong because it was a 58 and anything over 30 is severe.
I don't think I'll be forgetting to put my mask on any time soon.
M.
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| God it's hot. |
[6.25.09 @ 10:12am] |
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Our a/c unit got zapped last year and with one thing and another we never got a chance to replace it. That needs to change soon because the poor dog is too old to cope with this heat and so am I.
The foundling is doing very, very well. A little too well in fact-- he's *very* playful at night and spends most of the hours between 1 and 6am trying to claw Sultry's face off.
I've been feeling really tired and low-energy for the last little while (since well before the heat and the kitten) and I found the cause this morning when I checked the log on my CPAP. I'm backsliding a bit and my apnea has been acting up. It's not too bad, just enough to make me tired and groggy.
That's it for me, how are you?
M.
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| Second sunrise in a row. |
[6.22.09 @ 4:18am] |
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The kitten is feeling much better. So much so that it was at least an hour before he'd settle down enough for us to go to sleep. Yesterday he was snuffling and the dog was whining and I'm on new meds and I ended up with only two hours of sleep. Today the dog is less whiny, the kitten is still snuffling but also purring-- usually in our ear-- and I'm still adjusting to my meds. I'm also exhausted and dozed off before I could get my mask on so when The Apnea attacked it was just enough sleep for me to me mostly wide awake now.
I will never, ever, leave the kitten alone all day ever again.
M.
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| Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! |
[6.21.09 @ 8:37pm] |
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I forgot what this adjustment period was like. I also forgot to avoid stimulants while I'm adjusting. In spite of a nice dose of booze I'm still pretty WIRED. Sultry is sick of me not being able to remember if I'm on Concerta or Adderall (hey, I should get rid of my stash of Ritalin...).
Today I sat here for HOURS and moved my comics around. I cleared over 15 gigs of broken or duplicate files and I'm not even close to done yet. I meant to start an art project but I'm too wired and tired so it'll have to wait until tomorrow.
I went to a Solstice thing one of the Playgroup Moms was having and as we were sitting around talking one of the dads looks at her glass and asks her if it's new. Confused, she says it isn't and he asks if it might be depression glass to which she replies "maaaaaaybe." Then he says: "You see that lovely bright green color? Well... they get it from uranium." She turned a nice shade of green herself and is bringing a glass over to his place tomorrow to check for radioactivity.
Ok, I'm crashing hard now. If I take a nap will I be up all night? Should I risk it?
M.
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| I'm never gonna get around to that recap am I? |
[6.20.09 @ 12:06pm] |
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Ok, funny story time:
It takes months to get an appointment with my GP. So, of course, by the time we get the reminder call for the appointments we forgot it turns out that Sultry has to work. I get the message late on Monday, am super-busy Tuesday and the appointment is Wednesday. By the time I borrow the Church phone to cancel it's well under the 24 hour period at wich point we're stuck with a $50 fee. I get home from Playgroup/work/class to a message from the Dr.'s office-- he's thrown his back out and we're rescheduled to the next week!
I have a pile of blood tests he wants done (just routine stuff) and I've started taking Adderall in the hopes that it won't make me angry the way Ritalin does. It's day two and so far, so good.
Crybaby is now Boom(er) but that will probably change when we find a better sound effect. Thud, Splat and Boom has a nice ring though. He's doing so well! He's the sweetest little guy which is something I never would have expected from a feral kitten. He's well enough to purr (even while I'm putting gunk in his eyes) and play now and he's pretty forgiving about the pills being shoved down his throat.
M.
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| Taking one for the team. |
[6.16.09 @ 9:16pm] |
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I have a ton of stuff to catch up on but haven't really had the time to write so I'll take care of it another time. Let me tell you about last night and today.
Yesterday I was babysitting at the Church and Sultry called to tell me that NO, I could *not* have the kitten Thud was guarding outside our place. By the time I came home he was inside and there was no sign of any smaller felines. I settle in for the night with my computer and stuff and after a bit I can hear a cat yowling outside. Th'Boy and I try to ignore it but after an hour or more the rain started up and it was still going at it. I give him permission to take a break from his exam prep and he goes out to discover it was the kitten! By now there's thunder and I just can't leave it out there. We spend about an hour trying to catch the damn thing and finally he succeeds. Now Crybaby is hiding under the TV unit but if we can catch him he'll cuddle and sometimes he comes out to eat.
This morning was chaos-- Th'Boy had an exam, Crybaby needed to eat, I had to go to work, we were all tired from a very late night... you get the picture right? Well, I ended up late for work. Not by much but still.... I scoop up the ElfBaby and we head over to our usual Tuesday hangout for what becomes a McGill faculty wives (and nanny) picnic. Four adults, four toddlers and a baby. The baby was on a blanket on the grass and I was kneeling by her. I get up to do something and happen to look down and see a bee. I was acting very quiet and I was about to shoo it away when I realize the reason it was so quiet was that it was already dying after having stung me. We kindly hastened it's inevitable end.
I got the Elfbaby home shortly before 5pm hoping I would still be able to leave in time to prep for my exam but it didn't quite work that way. I still left early but by the time I got to class I only had about 10 minutes to ask questions. It turned out not to matter because the signs I missed were nothing I would have thought to prep for. I think I passed it anyways although I'm worried I drew the room part incorrectly. The post-exam party was fun and we played something that was a lot like Charades crossed with Pictionary. My team almost won.
So, that pretty much sums up the last 24 hours.
M.
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| Let's see... where do I begin? |
[6.2.09 @ 2:05pm] |
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I knocked a razor off the soap dish and shaved my toe. My keys are still missing (thanks to Th'Boy). I lost my bankcard, bounced a cheque, owe the fish store a dollar, am losing my job...
So what did I do? I went and got a LOT of hair cut off and I feel much better now. I think she took four or five inches off the back and two or three off the front. It's like most of the bad went with it. Sure, Th'Boy still has 20 journal entries to write and I haven't prepped a damn thing for the tea party in less than a week and my ankle hurts like hell and I'm completely unprepared for class BUT I have cute hair so everything will be just fine.
M.
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| Another one of those weekends. |
[6.1.09 @ 9:05pm] |
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It shoulda been a good weekend. I made some pretty easy money, went to a party, my kid made a good impression, my "audition" went well, Sultry and I had a whole day with nowhere we had to be.
I feel like crap. So much so that I'm going to crawl into bed and read myself to sleep once I post this. I want to cancel tomorrow and if I could get away with it I would.
I'm so sick of this shit.
M.
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| This is how my day is going: |
[5.29.09 @ 8:27am] |
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Both kids had stuff last night-- Th'Boy had an end of year concert and Th'Teen had Bike Patrol training. Bedtimes were delayed in both cases. Now they're both mobile but at least one of them isn't fully awake. They're also running an hour late for school.
It's raining in the house again-- in Th'Teen's room which is a new one for us.
It's day five of these freaking day shifts and they're making us all snarly and miserable.
I think Th'Boy just ran out without having breakfast.
Shoot me now. Please?
M.
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| Mornings... ick. |
[5.28.09 @ 8:24am] |
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My score came in for Tuesday's quiz. I got 7/10. I'm so freaking toast in this class. It's sad when the best thing I have going for me is my perfect attendence-- I don't dare miss a class. Final exam is worth 55%, not missing a class is worth 20%(I hope!), I have five bonus points and ten out of fifteen quiz points.
This whole Sultry being on days thing is killing us both. Seriously, it's evil. There's another two weeks of it and possibly more. Erg.
Mom's gonna be here in ten minutes to give me a lift to Playgroup. Maybe I should put some clothes on...
M.
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| Artist Zombie wants "claaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay" |
[5.27.09 @ 4:29pm] |
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Dunno if it's the sucky weather, Sultry's day shifts, the cold that will not die or forgetting my CPAP for a couple of hours but whatever the cause I am draaaaaaaaaaging through my day.
I managed to get my act together enough to plan for tonight's meeting (which is actually going to rock pretty hard), call back the nice Lady who might rent us a cottage this summer and arrange to get my clay from ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) terheyt tomorrow(yay!). This has pretty much done me in. I can't wait for it to be chill time.
M.
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| must...get...dressed.... |
[5.26.09 @ 8:26am] |
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I'm so freaking tired. But not tired enough to fall into the "I can nap for a bit and everything will be fine" trap. Mom will be calling any minute now.
Gah. What a day I'm in for. Playgroup better rock.
Only three more weeks of this crap.
M.
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| We are *not* amused. |
[5.26.09 @ 5:53am] |
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Awake two hours early on my busiest day of the week with a quiz tonight?
Cats will *die*.
Or I might.
It could go either way really.
M.
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| Too much of a good thing |
[5.24.09 @ 10:09pm] |
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TBLE works for a foodbank on Mondays. They got in a huge load of pork but had to clear it out because they were getting in a load of frozen meals.
A HUGE load of pork. All frozen in one big chunk.
How big a chunk? Well, he had to take two shelves out of his fridge. He's been spreading it around amoung friends and neighbours but it's a LOT of pork.
Wanna guess what we've been eating all. week. long?
M.
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