winter

One bad thing about winter is that I seem to be spending an increased amount of time maintaining optimal nasal passage quality.

Dang winter clogs up my nose with giant sheets of piercing dried mucus. And I HATE mouth breathing.

No rain delay but a supplies delay

It's pouring out and I had to go grocery shopping. I would love for grocery shopping to be called on account of rain, but it looks like the Big Umpire is going to let the game proceed. Oh well, I must be grateful for plastic bags and rain jackets. I really wish it would have snowed instead. All this rain would make a killer snowstorm, a big enough one so that I would take myself out of the game to sit at home with hot chocolate, a couple of cats, and Bill Bryson's newest book, aptly titled At Home.

Other complaints: boss forgot to get the supplies for my presentation tomorrow so it'll be a no-go. And the last presentation I did, she completely took over. Seethe. I have yet to do a presentation when it was actually scheduled AND without intrusion. We'll see how the two in December go.

I'm so worried about the baggage retrieval system they've got at Heathrow

Not really. I've never been to Heathrow. Should I be worried about it?

What I am worried about is one of my co-workers taking over my presentation next week. I've come to the conclusion that she is a cheerful passive-aggressive sort who likes to make sure (in a totally happy and non-confrontational way) that events transpire as she wants them to. She's already messed with my presentation "to help me out," and she also went over the boss's head and fiddled with scheduling because it suited her.

I'm watching her. And my back.

ear today

My right ear is bugging me. It's been bugging me on and off for the last two years. For a while I got several ear infections after never having had one before. Now the ear feels full most of the time (I have cleaned it out several times--and then gotten swollen tubes) and I feel sort of deaf in that ear.

Right now, I hear a constant low throbbing and buzzing in my right ear and it's annoying.

I am too lazy (and too fat) to go to the doctor about it.

Too fat to play the weight loss game

Coworker approached me and told me about a weight loss program at the school I work at. It was for all staff whether they are teachers or lowly morning day care people like me.

Setting aside the slight embarrassment of having a coworker tell me about a weight loss program, I thought perhaps it would be good. Perhaps it would motivate me to stop eating frozen cookie dough all the time.

So I went up to the health office and stood in line to get myself weighed.

I know I'm fat. I look in the mirror every day.

But to have the stupid scale say EEEEEEEE when I stepped on it, and then to have the two school nurses fuss with it and wonder if it was broken in front of several regular staff (some of whom know who I am because I've had kids at this school for 12 years) and then have me step on the scale several more times because they can't figure out why it's wigging out ruined my day. Especially because everyone else had no problem getting a reading on it.

It turns out it was a pediatric scale, but if every single staff member but me had no problem with a pediatric scale, then I do not fit in with this group. I am too fat to join in.

This is very depressing. Is there more cookie dough?

employment whine

I just got a new job after 5 years of doing something that was getting really boring, irritating, frustrating, and just plain OLD.

I get paid more per hour at my new job (like close to $4 more an hour) but I work fewer hours (but I have a regular schedule).

The thing is that I was informed on my first day that My day is actually even shorter by an eighth. So my paycheck will be even smaller. I will be able to survive, but it'll be even tighter than I had planned. Sucks to be me. Yeah, feel sorry for me.

The However with a capital H: with this job, I have the potential to substitute for other people. And I got a last-minute substitution today. So I made up in one day what I was going to be shorted this week. And I already have a sub job for next week too. So that takes care of next week.

But then what about the weeks after that?

Still sucks to be me.

(not really) (I like my new job)

disappointment

Applied for two jobs last Friday...and quickly rejected at one of them.

The one that requires less experience and less education, and less is generally expected of the employees.

So what does THAT say about me?