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tarotgalI've had it.
Had a spat via email with a 70+ year-old member of my writer's roundtable today. She kept criticizing the way I was running the group without meaning to criticize, but it still really, really hurt my feelings. I finally called her out on it and she decided to not come to the meeting tonight. Just as well. She apologized, which I accept. But it still hurt/hurts.
My stomach is no better. Endoscopy found a few weird things but nothing emergency status. I still can't eat more than bananas, white rice, and saltines without it hurting a lot. I'm sick to death of Gatorade and rice. But even vegetable broth hurts. And eating nothing hurts as well. I can't win. And I'm just so tired and blah all the time. Probably because I'm starving. lol
They haven't fixed the leak in my roof yet, but there's another $700 gone. I need that, though. I've got to have a roof.
Yesterday there was a mouse in the downstairs bathroom at work. It was trapped and taken outside to be released in the woods in our backyard where, I can only assume, it stayed until it got a little colder out and then it went right back into the building the way it came in. How is that an improvement??
But it hardly matters because about 2 hours later, the toilet upstairs overflowed. Which means it RAINED through the floor, through the ceiling, into the hallway and bathroom in the basement below. Like a waterfall of human waste and toilet water. Not a stream or a trickle or a drip--a sheet, a waterfall. We managed to catch a lot in trashcans but EW. So the university building people came and cleaned and took the ruined ceiling tiles out. This is the third time this has happened since March. That's, what, 7 months? 3 times in 7 months. And then they leave the floor covered in insulation from the ceiling that they took out and didn't put back in. So we're walking around, breathing in insulation/asbestos (it's a pretty old house). I LITERALLY drove home from work yesterday and then again today just to pee. I don't want to set foot in those bathrooms again. You never know when the upstairs one will overflow. And you might be using the tiny downstairs one (big enough to pack maybe 3 people into, if you're lucky) when the upstairs one overflows and will get caught in the waterfall. EW! And STILL our boss thinks there's no serious problem with the building.
And on top of it all, I had a dream last night that I was cleaning up at a house after a Harry Potter meetup party and some hot celebrity guy came in and, when I was alone, raped me. Violently. And then I ended up pregnant and it was a girl and my mother was THRILLED and she came to my work dinner and started telling all my coworkers I was having a baby and it was a girl. It was a very weird dream but I woke up feeling very disconcerted and disturbed.
I can't even catch a break during the 5 hours a night I manage to sleep! *sigh*
But in good news, my old minifridge is seeing some action because my parents' fridge is dying and on the fritz. And their dog, Simon, is starting to be able to walk again. Something bad happened to his back and for a couple days he was in a lot of pain and couldn't walk. And he's diabetic, so that threw his readings off completely 'cause his body was doing weird things. But now he goes to the vet for treatment every day and is feeling a little better. So that's good. Oh, and I just depleted most of my savings in order to pay off two-thirds of my massive credit card bill. So now I'm only slightly screwed financially.
I'm just not winning the game right now. I'm not. Nope. I've been barely hanging on for a while. This is just too many things all at once.
Had a spat via email with a 70+ year-old member of my writer's roundtable today. She kept criticizing the way I was running the group without meaning to criticize, but it still really, really hurt my feelings. I finally called her out on it and she decided to not come to the meeting tonight. Just as well. She apologized, which I accept. But it still hurt/hurts.
My stomach is no better. Endoscopy found a few weird things but nothing emergency status. I still can't eat more than bananas, white rice, and saltines without it hurting a lot. I'm sick to death of Gatorade and rice. But even vegetable broth hurts. And eating nothing hurts as well. I can't win. And I'm just so tired and blah all the time. Probably because I'm starving. lol
They haven't fixed the leak in my roof yet, but there's another $700 gone. I need that, though. I've got to have a roof.
Yesterday there was a mouse in the downstairs bathroom at work. It was trapped and taken outside to be released in the woods in our backyard where, I can only assume, it stayed until it got a little colder out and then it went right back into the building the way it came in. How is that an improvement??
But it hardly matters because about 2 hours later, the toilet upstairs overflowed. Which means it RAINED through the floor, through the ceiling, into the hallway and bathroom in the basement below. Like a waterfall of human waste and toilet water. Not a stream or a trickle or a drip--a sheet, a waterfall. We managed to catch a lot in trashcans but EW. So the university building people came and cleaned and took the ruined ceiling tiles out. This is the third time this has happened since March. That's, what, 7 months? 3 times in 7 months. And then they leave the floor covered in insulation from the ceiling that they took out and didn't put back in. So we're walking around, breathing in insulation/asbestos (it's a pretty old house). I LITERALLY drove home from work yesterday and then again today just to pee. I don't want to set foot in those bathrooms again. You never know when the upstairs one will overflow. And you might be using the tiny downstairs one (big enough to pack maybe 3 people into, if you're lucky) when the upstairs one overflows and will get caught in the waterfall. EW! And STILL our boss thinks there's no serious problem with the building.
And on top of it all, I had a dream last night that I was cleaning up at a house after a Harry Potter meetup party and some hot celebrity guy came in and, when I was alone, raped me. Violently. And then I ended up pregnant and it was a girl and my mother was THRILLED and she came to my work dinner and started telling all my coworkers I was having a baby and it was a girl. It was a very weird dream but I woke up feeling very disconcerted and disturbed.
I can't even catch a break during the 5 hours a night I manage to sleep! *sigh*
But in good news, my old minifridge is seeing some action because my parents' fridge is dying and on the fritz. And their dog, Simon, is starting to be able to walk again. Something bad happened to his back and for a couple days he was in a lot of pain and couldn't walk. And he's diabetic, so that threw his readings off completely 'cause his body was doing weird things. But now he goes to the vet for treatment every day and is feeling a little better. So that's good. Oh, and I just depleted most of my savings in order to pay off two-thirds of my massive credit card bill. So now I'm only slightly screwed financially.
I'm just not winning the game right now. I'm not. Nope. I've been barely hanging on for a while. This is just too many things all at once.
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Date: 2013-10-17 11:57 am (UTC)Unfortunately, that's all I've got. I mean, I could rant about people complaining about the way you're running things without offering to help run the group, or about idiot bosses who clearly do not care about their employees' safety, but I'm not sure how that would help. So I give hugs. Virtual ones for now, real ones later.
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Date: 2013-10-24 11:43 pm (UTC)*hugs*
I wish I could do more.
~BVB