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For the next 8 weeks I am probably going to be the most unbearable person in the world.
Last week I worked 16 hour days for most of the week.
I also have to make sure that my new hire wasnt a bad choice, which getting him trained and up to speed before I leave.
I have a mid-term on Tuesday for my Anatomy and Physiology class, as well as the need to prepare for both finals, and at least 1 of the certification exams.
Somewhere amongst all of that I also need to find the money to be able to afford to take the damn exam. :(
I'm also still training for the half marathon that I'm scheduled to run the last Saturday in April.
I hope SamGuss isnt too bored that morning, but she'll have wes to keep her company while they people watch and make fun of all us stupid people taking part.
My workload has pretty much tripled, and I have to pack for the move.
On the weekends I have my only alone time to decompress, but it's also my only time to get studying and everything else taken care of.
Right now I have no outlet for the build up.
I guess at least I have the week off that I'm scheduled to travel.
That itself, will hopefully give me some time to breathe, or at least cry and get it all out of my system.
Fly out Thursday May 6th, land in Glasgow Friday May 7th.
It's a few days off from the original plan, but that's more to accommodate for better timing when I leave/arrive.
But that's it, all settled.
Bon Voyage.
...barely.
Did I come back to the apocolypse?
I'm moving soon, it's pretty set in stone now.
I have a new employee, a new role at work, and lots of possibilites.
Next week starts the beginning of the end.
Training my replacement, training for the half marathon, and preparing for my National Certs and Finals.
Then within 8 weeks, they'll all be over, and i'll be 3764 miles away.
Scary.
This is what happened when my dogs got a hold of my Demo baby.
I think it's a shame I no longer feel comfortable sharing my feelings with the people who are supposed to be my friends, and are ultimately the people who are making me feel like this.
However, it really does suck knowing that the sudden interest for people to come visit me, isn't really because i'm getting ready to leave the country.
One person who I think is genuinely coming to visit me before I go home, is flying out from San Francisco, and I really am grateful that I'll get to see her before I leave. However, since she will be on the eastern side of the country, those who I've tried to be a good friend to over the last year or two, and who wouldnt think twice about me in their day to day lives, suddenly want to all come visit. (With the exception of course that I can offer shelter). Sadly they seem to forget that gone is my 1800sq foot home I used to own. That had several guest rooms and a HUGE living room dining room open cieling deal that just offered a tremendous amout of room for a horde of people to crash. Now I'm in a 1 bedroom apartment, in fact we're only really using the bedroom for storage now thanks to all the leaking that's gone on. Our bed is in the living room and we're living as if it's a studio apartment. So how would I be able to fit at least 4 additional people in this space? I just cant do it. I also wouldnt be so bitter if they had said theyw anted to come visit me a few weeks ago, before my other visitor announced she would be in town. But now they're all making plans to be in town that weekend, under the guise of killing two birds with one stone. I know deep down they're not coming to visit me, im just a convenient excuse. Hell there is one person now suddenly wanting to set up a time for us to hang out, she lives only 2 hours away, and despite my reaching out to hang out with her multiple times over the last year, my messages etc have never been responded to, until now. She adopted one of our cats, we dont even get updates on how he is doing. Then finally, there are the people who are announcing that they will be in town the weekend everyone else is descending upon me. Which is news to me, and the only reason I found out is because they told someone else.
I don't know. Am I being selfish/mean for thinking/feeling like this? Surely if it's how im feeling it's not totally unfounded? Urgh, I think i'm just over the whole thing. I just really would like to have one or two good friends. I dont need 20 fairweather ones.
Bumblebee tuna,
I love Bumblebee, Bumblebee tuna
Yum yum Bumblebee, Bumblebee Tuna
Love a sammich made with Bumblebee!
I'm a get ma bumblebee for snuggles.
I just want to curl up in bed and never come out.
The brokers were a waste of space, wes showed up to pick up the key and they told him "oh so and so was supposed to call you back, we dont have a key".
They have pretty much decided they dont care, and dont want to help us find out WTF happened to our things, so it's all gone.
Then when getting ready to take the dogs out tonight, we heard that all to familiar drip, drip, drip.
that OMGWTF leak that had water literally pouring into our apartment a few months ago, apparently hasnt been fixed (they didnt come fix the holes they drilled in the ceiling from the last time either).
So who knows if/when maintanence will show up to fix it, probably not before what we have left in the apartment is ruined too.
The leak is in our vanity area/closet.
I didnt need clothes anyway.
I should probably reconsider flying home, I dont want to share my luck with a few hundred passengers on a plane.
So yeah, it's only Tuesday but it's been a crappy week so far, and just reminds me how much my luck tends to suck at times.
To start with, I've been getting wicked Cabin Fever from being stuck in the apartment all the time because of the snow.
It just can't make up it's mind what it does, this snowed in for 2 days, work for 2 days, snowed in all weekend thing is getting frustrating.
Work, nightmare.
The bosses will be here in a couple of weeks, this week (probably tomorrow) I need to call bunch of applicants and conduct phone interviews.
Then next week I have to bring them in for a 1st round interview before the bosses arrive for final interviews.
On top of this, they decided to do an upgrade before checking to make sure our US systems could handle it, essentially bringing down the tools we need to do in the US, and having to create an annoying number of hoops for us to get our job done.
Then there is coworker incompetence, I just don't want to go there.
Finally (at least so far) the cherry on the cake was finding out this afternoon that our house was auctioned off.....TWO WEEKS AGO!!!!!!
Yeah.... I've been saying WTF ever since.
We've been fucking around with the broker people trying to get a key for the house to finish collecting our belongings since NOVEMBER!!!
Then when Wes asked the broker today WTF? He said he had no idea they had even changed the locks on us.
*faceplant*
So now we dont have a clue wtf, and whether we even have any belongings left to pick up.
I mean I guess the good thing is that we are not in limbo anymore, the house is finally officially gone, but not too happy knowing we may still have to pay $40k+ on the mortgage, depending on what the house was sold for.
There is no way it sold at auction for more than the THREE FUCKING OFFERS we had made on the house, that the mortgage company ignored.
Hi, My name is Chixor, this is my fucked up life.
Wes said that I can't have Pancakes on Jif Lemon day :(
....it must be Bunnies.
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