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Nov. 17th, 2009 08:35 amAten't dead.
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viridian!
Somewhat still out of cope. The Priestess is Out, but the Jag is sort of limping back. Mostly the Jag is exhausted in every way she can think of to describe said exhaustion.
The mail order sale kicked my ass. Good for the store, but it kicked my ass. If it weren't for wisdom tooth extraction on Monday I would have been working a six day week; as it is, my timesheet won't suffer for taking Monday off with the wisdom tooth extraction and the three-day migraine that I wound up working two days of. I will say, shipping massive amounts of merchandise while dizzy, nauseous, trying not to fall down or throw up or yell at a customer who's asking a simple question or a co-worker who's not answering the goddamn phone so I can do my job and not get sidetracked having to answer the goddamn phone... ahem. There was irritation. Insult to injury, the insurance is paying only about half what they should. So there went my discretionary Christmas spending.
And as if that wasn't enough, there was a tragedy in the impending family. For those of you who don't know (since I think a few people just friended me recently) I work in a family owned crafts store. It's my family. Those who aren't related to me by blood are related to me by the fact that I've grown up with them, spent as much time around them as my own blood-related aunt. So they're all pretty much aunts and uncles. And one of those aunts had an impending death in the family (as in, they said she wouldn't be going home from the hospital this time). So. Yay.
Wound up working Saturday most of the day, coming home, doing a little bit of writing, going out to a bowling thing which, yes, was fun, but two hours later I was about ready to call the day quits and it was only 8. Sunday I had to staff English Country Dance because there was literally no one else.
This weekend, I go to Cirque. Sunday, I intend to do fucking nothing all day, as much and as hard as I can. I am tired. All of this is in addition to the kerfluffles some of you have seen, heard, experienced, and participated in on my f-list. I am really tired. And I've woken up with a headache every morning almost since my wisdom-tooth-migraine. On the plus side, after the migraine died the headache seems to only last for the first hour or so after I wake up. And I haven't thrown up yet. That's the plus side.
Also I have very shiny new scarab earrings.
I don't even know what to say about the kerfluffles on my f-list going back and forth and back and forth. I love you guys. I do, I love you all even if I've been incredibly grumpy these past few days. Or absent, or both. I wish we all could get along, but I guess that's not always going to happen between everyone... that's life. And I wish we all could refrain from doing stupid things, but that's life too. We all fuck up. I'm sorry for my part in any bad feeling that may be going around. I don't mean to be negative, or spread any bad feeling or upset. Life's hard enough without that.
Uncle Warren, though, you're still a whackjob. Sorry, but you are.
Not sure how present I'll be for the next few days, at least until I've had a chance to sit down, stop, take a rest. Just to stop for a few days. I'll keep posting my Russian and I think I'll go back to posting my German because it keeps me honest. Any of you who want to comment or correct are welcome. Fic will also continue to be posted. Other than that, I wouldn't expect to find much of substance for a while. I'm still horribly exhausted, more emotionally than physically but it all contributes. On the plus side, while I was on my feet running around hauling shit from 10 to 5 yesterday, I pretty much cleared the last of the existing mail order sale orders, barring postal stuff today. Which means work ought to settle and I won't be coming home curling up with a heating pad on my back.
Happy belated birthday,
viridian!Somewhat still out of cope. The Priestess is Out, but the Jag is sort of limping back. Mostly the Jag is exhausted in every way she can think of to describe said exhaustion.
The mail order sale kicked my ass. Good for the store, but it kicked my ass. If it weren't for wisdom tooth extraction on Monday I would have been working a six day week; as it is, my timesheet won't suffer for taking Monday off with the wisdom tooth extraction and the three-day migraine that I wound up working two days of. I will say, shipping massive amounts of merchandise while dizzy, nauseous, trying not to fall down or throw up or yell at a customer who's asking a simple question or a co-worker who's not answering the goddamn phone so I can do my job and not get sidetracked having to answer the goddamn phone... ahem. There was irritation. Insult to injury, the insurance is paying only about half what they should. So there went my discretionary Christmas spending.
And as if that wasn't enough, there was a tragedy in the impending family. For those of you who don't know (since I think a few people just friended me recently) I work in a family owned crafts store. It's my family. Those who aren't related to me by blood are related to me by the fact that I've grown up with them, spent as much time around them as my own blood-related aunt. So they're all pretty much aunts and uncles. And one of those aunts had an impending death in the family (as in, they said she wouldn't be going home from the hospital this time). So. Yay.
Wound up working Saturday most of the day, coming home, doing a little bit of writing, going out to a bowling thing which, yes, was fun, but two hours later I was about ready to call the day quits and it was only 8. Sunday I had to staff English Country Dance because there was literally no one else.
This weekend, I go to Cirque. Sunday, I intend to do fucking nothing all day, as much and as hard as I can. I am tired. All of this is in addition to the kerfluffles some of you have seen, heard, experienced, and participated in on my f-list. I am really tired. And I've woken up with a headache every morning almost since my wisdom-tooth-migraine. On the plus side, after the migraine died the headache seems to only last for the first hour or so after I wake up. And I haven't thrown up yet. That's the plus side.
Also I have very shiny new scarab earrings.
I don't even know what to say about the kerfluffles on my f-list going back and forth and back and forth. I love you guys. I do, I love you all even if I've been incredibly grumpy these past few days. Or absent, or both. I wish we all could get along, but I guess that's not always going to happen between everyone... that's life. And I wish we all could refrain from doing stupid things, but that's life too. We all fuck up. I'm sorry for my part in any bad feeling that may be going around. I don't mean to be negative, or spread any bad feeling or upset. Life's hard enough without that.
Uncle Warren, though, you're still a whackjob. Sorry, but you are.
Not sure how present I'll be for the next few days, at least until I've had a chance to sit down, stop, take a rest. Just to stop for a few days. I'll keep posting my Russian and I think I'll go back to posting my German because it keeps me honest. Any of you who want to comment or correct are welcome. Fic will also continue to be posted. Other than that, I wouldn't expect to find much of substance for a while. I'm still horribly exhausted, more emotionally than physically but it all contributes. On the plus side, while I was on my feet running around hauling shit from 10 to 5 yesterday, I pretty much cleared the last of the existing mail order sale orders, barring postal stuff today. Which means work ought to settle and I won't be coming home curling up with a heating pad on my back.