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Chaos!

Sunday, April 4th, 2010

The past week has been pretty crazy, it’s probably the only word to really sum things up for me. Hrm… where to begin…

So I bought a new bed last weekend because mine was on it’s last legs and slowly beginning to completely kill my back. So Sean and I went and laid down on probably 6 or 7 beds in our price range and decided on the more expensive model. I have this problem where if its expensive it’s probably comfy, you also have to factor in that you get what you pay for. When it comes to a bed, I’d rather be on the higher end of things because it’s something you’re going to be sleeping on every single night for at least the next 10 years, it basically pays for itself over time if it’s a good quality bed and requires little to no maintenance. (Yes, beds do require maintenance, they need to be rotated, vacuumed, kept dust free and lord knows I’m anti-bedbug!.

So on Monday and Tuesday we started clearing out the room to accommodate the fact that a larger piece of furniture was moving in. When it was delivered on Wednesday I realized that I had no access to my side of the closet which is bad for me considering I’m the one who works out of the house, Sean can just roll out of bed and he’s good to go for the day. I require clean clothes and lots of them haha.

So after a few days of keeping the room as is, we went out of our way yesterday to completely move things around. There’s a better flow to the room now, the only issue being the fact that we had to purchase a new mounting system for the TV so it’s now on a swing arm instead of a tilt arm and we can pretty much move the TV in any direction that we need to so that we can both watch it no matter where it is in the room. He typically doesn’t watch during the day but when he decides to he can swing it to where the desk is, or we can swing it back in the direction of the bed when we’re laying down at night. Even though we work completely different schedules we still manage to find time at night to lay down and get to sleep about the same time. It’s pretty nice, I have to say. I think making that change will just help us out in general.

Having all of the clutter taken care of also makes the room more appealing for me, I’d dread going in there because it was just difficult to move. The reorganization of everything, plus the new floor plan is cerrtainly going to cut down on all of the chaos for me, that’s for sure.

So yea, the bedroom is in order after about 10 hours of going crazy trying to fix the vacuum and issues coming up with mounting the TV on the wall. Now it’s time to sit back and focus on the important stuff – EASTER!

Sean and I are heading out to Deer Park today to spend Easter with his mom and his aunt. We’re hoping to get out of here within the next hour and a half or so but we’re a little side tracked on getting the TV and PC’s hooked back up on the other side of the room, yes we have two TV’s in the room. The larger one on the wall is strictly movie/tv kind of setup and my smaller one is primarily for gaming. This way I can still relax in bed while he’s blowing things up on the other side of the room and neither of us is inconvenienced. This will also help in the future when we can actually afford our own apartment and one TV will be in the living room with him… the other in the bedroom with me. But anyway – we’re going to head out there, enjoy the killer ride on the expressway for Easter Sunday (stuppppid move) and then relax for a few hours, enjoy family time and head home so I can get to bed at a reasonable hour to get up to go to work in the morning.

I’m taking on a new position at work. I absolutely adore the department that I’m in but based on changes throughout the company there will only be a need for two members of the department to stay, with this I’m moving from Dispatch to Customer Service. The upside is that it’s more of a fast-pace environment with little to no downtime and I’m the kind of person that needs to keep moving during the day because I feel as though the time just moves quicker. The other upside is a $4 raise and considering the fact that Sean and I really do want our own place soon and we’re both able to put money into savings based on what’s coming in now, the extra couple of hundred dollars a month will make all of the difference in the world when we’re looking towards bigger and better things. I start training in the afternoon, after two weeks I may be moved back to dispatch until the position officially opens up but based on the fact that I’m taking over for someone who’s last day is on Friday I imagine that I’m just going to be moved directly into the position. :: crosses fingers ::

Another upside is I’m car shopping again, I know I’ve been doing it for a while but now is a time when I feel as though it can actually be accomplished. I’m sticking in the 2007 range because I would prefer to have a newer car, and I’ve found a few decent ones in my price range with really low mileage. I’m happy about that, really happy. Right now I’m going back and forth between a 2007 Chevy Malibu and a 2007 Saturn Aura, they’re in the same ‘family’ as far as functionality is concerned and either one would be a good thing for me. I did want a Cobalt for quite some time but the mileage found on the year that I want is a little high. My dream car right now is a 2010 Chevy Equinox but I know for a fact that I’ll never have the $30k required in order to own the car and I’ll just have to hold off for a few years. I’ve held off this long, I honestly think I can make it work.

So I’m going to talk to a loan rep at Wachovia this week and try to consolidate my current debts to numerous different companies down to ONE, and request an additional sum of approximately $15k on top of it and hope for the best. With that I’ll just head out, pay cash for a car, and then walk off the lot as a happy person. All I know is that I’ll be adding an automatic starter to any vehicle I choose if it doesn’t have it already. Key things for me are four doors, automatic windows, moonroof and automatic starter, other than that I could care less on the color. Wait no that’s a lie… I refuse anything other than black, white or deep red tones. Not a fan of green, ehh on silver/grey and no way in hell I’d over own an orange car!

In any event, time to hop in the shower, give Sean a quick buzz cut and get the hell out of here.

Happy Easter Everyone!

Rollin’ along…

Wednesday, September 23rd, 2009

It’s only Wednesday and I’m itching for it to be Friday.  I can’t wait until my paycheck comes in so I can get some bills paid and enjoy a little bit of self-pampering.  I’m going to pick out a new uber-cool nail polish and head down to the salon to get my eyebrows done, I’ve let them go for three weeks and even though I’ve been maintaining them myself I’d really like to get them touched up.  I’m also going to dye my hair because the gray roots are getting way too freaking long and it’s about time I do something about that.

I’ve already noted on acidgloss.net that I’d like to start doing a little more with my sites and I know I’ve been saying it here for a while but with the way things are going lately I think I’d be able to properly budget my time for a little while so I can actually get something done.  Lately I’ve been putting in a lot of overtime at work and being as it’s approved for my department it’s not such a major deal anymore.  I’m now doing the Saturday afternoon shift completely by myself. Originally I was alternating with another co-worker but she doesn’t really like coming in on the weekends and noted that she’s not hurting for money as badly as I am right now.  Sean is bringing in really good money with a few clients he’s working with but I’m pretty much stuck within the same price-range every two weeks.  It’s paying the bills, and that’s all that matters right now.

Over the course of the next few months we’re really going to be skimping and saving just about everywhere we can.  We both have agreed that it’s time to move on with our lives and we need to get ourselves into a larger apartment and I really need to have my own car. I set my car budget around $12,000 and that’ll be more than enough to get me a 2007 or 2008 Chevy Cobalt that includes everything that I need in a car at this point in my life… power windows and decent gas mileage to get to and from work.  I’m going with a sedan as it will give me a little less to worry about on my car insurance and I’ll have an alarm system to give me even more of a break.  There’s also a defensive driving course that I could take to drop things down as well.  I’ll take as many deductions as I can at this point of my life.  I’m hoping to put about $5,000 to $6,000 aside for a down payment so I’m not stuck with a loan for an extended period of time.  It would help me out in the long run considering I’m still paying back my personal loan and all of the credit cards that I’ve managed to max out over the last year.

I’ve been at my current job for over a year and if you didn’t notice it’s put a major damper on just about everything INTERNET related for me.  I hardly check my email, and really had no interest in blogging for a very long time.  I was dealing with getting used to a 10-7 and that took up just about all of my energy.  Now that I’m in a fixed routine with all of that I’m learning to deal with everything else going on in my life.

My best friend passed away in February and that’s really been kicking my ass for the past few months because it was the last thing I’d ever expect.  Sean and I were rocky for a little while but now we’re back on course.  Bella went through surgery to have the tumor removed from her stomach and a few other things have sprung up over the rest of the year that have had my attention – mainly health related issues with both family members and myself.  It’ll all work itself out in the end so I’m not going to get that far into detail about it.

In any event… it’s after 10pm which means it’s past my bed time.  I don’t ever actually fall asleep until after 11:30 anyway… but I do try to be in bed so I can get some decent amount of sleep.  I’m working on about 5-6 hours a night and I’d really like to sleep for a full 8 hours once in a while.  There’s always the weekends I guess… that’s typically when I make up the time.  I make up for it more on Sunday than I do on Saturday considering I have to work but either way things are getting done and that’s all that matters.

So yea… I’m still working at the same job… I’m still dealing with my own gripes and issues with life.  I’m also hoping to get some time to myself so I can actually start doing something with the sites that I own… it’d be great.

Non Stop…

Sunday, June 7th, 2009

This week has been the week from hell and unfortunately it doesn’t look as though it’s going to let up any time soon.  On Wednesday it was announced that we’re switching over to the new system at work that has been in the ‘creation’ process for the past couple of months.  The problem with this is the fact that there has been absolutely no training put towards this system so everyone is basically lost right now.

We had a little bit of a ‘training’ session on Wednesday and come Thursday morning we were all kind of thrown into the system that has so many errors it’s unreal.  It’s heavily coded with ASP/AJAX and with the way it’s trying to read the database things just aren’t working out the way they’re supposed to.  I don’t think I’ve ever seen as much choas at work as I have in the past few days.  We’ve wound up switching over to the old system mid-way through the day on both Thursday and Friday because the productivity that we usually have with the old system was well beyond what we’re able to accomplish with the new one.  So it’s my hope that we’ll get to use the old system a little longer just so we keep moving at the pace that we’re accustomed to.  This new one has slowed us down so much it almost feels as though we’re wasting our time with it.

Over the course of the day on Thursday we were able to input about 100 assignments with the new system – this took us 8 hours.  However, when we got fed up and switched back to the old one we managed to put in about 150 assignments in the course of 45 minutes.  This has to tell you something when it comes to how things are going to look within the next few weeks.  As of right now I’ve got about 6 hours of overtime, this includes the two hours I’ve just spent at the office this morning (Yes, I also go in on Sunday mornings for a few hours – I told you this place was sucking the soul out of me!) – so my next paycheck should at least be for something decent which helps me considering there are a lot of bills to be paid in upcoming weeks.

On Friday I left at 6:30 – when I’m actually supposed to leave – and ran home in time to wash up and wait for Alicia and Dave to get to my house.  We were treating Dave to dinner for his birthday and went to Friendly’s.  Yesterday Alicia and I were out for a few hours at KMART and Dollar Tree to pick up stuff for the surprise party we’re holding for him later this afternoon.  So right now I’m finishing things up at work and Alicia’s going to pick me up and then we’re going to head back to her house to finish getting things together.

We have this pretty elaborate plan in order to keep Dave out of the house for the afternoon.  He keeps wondering when Sean and I are going to get married.  So I said “RING SHOPPING!”  So I gave Sean my dinky $7 walmart ring and said “Here, this is a half size too big for me, go to Zales and do some ring shopping – take Dave with you and then I’ll text you when I want you guys to head back to Alicia’s house”.  Alicia thought it was a great idea, Sean was confused (as usual) and Dave is completely clueless as to what’s going on so it’s working out VERY WELL right now.  As of my last text from Sean he and Dave are eating lunch at Johnny Rockets and then probably surfing through a few jewelry stores in the mall to see what he can ‘find’.  So that gets Dave out of the house and gives Alicia and I plenty of time to get the rest of the stuff setup.

I also told Sean to throw his bathing suit in the trunk of the car cause it’s a rather warm day and I know the pools open at her house.  Granted there really isn’t anyone going in the pool but I know Sean will more than likely dive right in anyway so at least it gives him something to do.  We more than likely won’t be there for that long, everyone has work tomorrow so she’s expecting things to clear up around 6:30.  Which is fine for me, I still have some things to do to prepare myself for the week ahead.

We’ll be down one person in Dispatch tomorrow, she’s taking a much deserved day off.  But Monday – unfortunately – is one of our CRAZY BUSY days.  So on top of going to the new system plus all of the claims we’re bombarded with on a Monday morning/afternoon – I’m hoping things run smoothly!

In any event, Alicia’s on her way here to pick me up.  Sean just sent me a text where he sounded surprised because the waiters/waitresses dance at Johnny Rockets during certain songs.  Boy is it going to be an INTERESTING day!

Working on it…

Monday, April 13th, 2009

I have to say that with the series of events that took place this past weekend, I’m finding it pretty hard to get myself moving today. It’s Monday morning, I know I need to get myself ready for work and I’m just in a “blah” kind of a mood.

On Friday I came home from work with the overwhelming feeling of annoyance towards just about everyone and everything. I attempted to sit down and just relax in bed but when the small bedroom that Sean and I are sharing looks as though a bomb exploded it just escalated into my blowing off steam directly to him. It then, and I don’t know how or why, turned into me having a complete and total emotional breakdown. I did finally have the break down I’ve been anticipating for quite some time now. For the first time in almost two months since Lucy passed away everything hit me and I couldn’t hold back any longer. It was one of those cries that if you looked at me you would have probably felt bad but for me it was just a release of emotions that needed to be released.

I truly do miss Lucy, you don’t know what you have until it’s gone and it’s been really hard for me to create a new routine that doesn’t include her because she literally was a huge part of my DAILY life. It’s not like we had that kind of friendship where we only saw each other once in a while, she was at my house all the time, we always talked and she truly was a member of the family. She’s the only one left from years ago that still called me “mom”. It’s like I lost a child, which is probably why I’m taking it so hard. So yea, I broke down, and whether she was there listening or not I made it a point to get out everything that I needed to say. The gist of it was “I miss this, it sucks that this can’t happen, this was the plan for this” the list is never ending. I just know that when I go outside to have a cigarette, I’ve purposely left my phone inside because up until her death I was typically texting her and saying “get your ass over here”. Now I know that I have to do it on my own.

I talk to her all the time, again not knowing if she’s listening or not – it’s more of a comfort thing for me right now… I want to believe that she pops in and out to check up on me or help me through something. It’s just hard to help someone through YOUR death – you know? So yea, that was Friday night.

I woke up on Saturday and found that my tax return was pending deposit on my bank account. This came very soon after Sean went to pick up his new glasses (nerdy tape city man!) and his taxes from paid blogging also went out on Friday, so it was nice to see that the money that went out on Friday was now tripled and put back. I made a killing on my taxes this year, and I’m very happy about that. I was eligible for the stimulus check for last year. Why? I honestly don’t know, but I’m not complaining. I still haven’t received the state but I assume that’s coming in on the 17th as was originally noted. They never told me when the federal was going to show up but Federal tends to work a little quicker when it comes to things like that.

Yesterday, Sean and I got ourselves all dolled up and went over to Alicia’s for Easter. Her mother went overboard on all of the food (again) but that’s what Italian’s do! Everything tasted great, but my stomach absolutely hated me for whatever it was that I ate. I had the ziti and the meat, some ham, and I wanted to go back to the adult table to load up on more food but I was just too full After we ate, Alicia and I headed outside for a quick cig and that’s when my stomach started bothering me. It progressively got worse but didn’t stop me from the cherry cheesecake and a cookie. As far as stomach aches go….I’m thinking it was the Pizzagaine (Italian meat/cheese pie) that set me over the edge. I only really have that once a year, but even still I shouldn’t have felt nauseous for hours after the fact! I wound up having to leave and lay down at home, making Sean drive me even though he’d had a few drinks. I’d rather he drive on two beers that didn’t effect him at all than my being dizzy and unable to see straight.

So I came home, washed all of the make-up off and changed into my pjs. I quickly threw everything off the bed, put a bucket down next to me and then just crashed for the night. Now all of the nausea is gone but the stomach pain is still there, a feeling I absolutely hate, it feels like really high cramps that are hitting me right at the base of my ribs. I just hope the pain doesn’t get worse during the day or I’m going to have to wind up coming home to lay down. :crosses fingers:

On a “tech” note.   I do have a template that I just haven’t been able to sit down and complete the coding on.  It’s time for a change, I never wanted to use a premade template but I was honestly sick of the previous one.  Hopefully I’ll get around to completing it soon.  It’s already coded, per say, there’s just the wordpress tweaks that need to go into it, that’s all.

In any event, it’s a little bit after 8am and it’s time for me to get dressed and get through the rest of my morning routine.  Later gators!

NO! I’M NOT OK!

Monday, March 30th, 2009

I know that I’ve noted in previous entries that it was my goal to post more often.  Unfortunately the series of events that have happened over the past month have given me the lack of a drive to do so.  So while I appreciate an email every now and again asking how things are going, my honest response really is that I’M NOT DOING OK!  Anytime someone asked me something in the past I noted that I was fine…and even though I have never been fine….that’s just not the truth anymore.

I’m still taking Lucy’s death very, very hard.  It’s a lot different than Joe’s passing, but hurtful just the same.  With Joe, I knew he was going to die I just never believed it for my own selfishness.  He was sick for a very long time and it was only a matter of time before it caught up with him.

With Lucy, however, she wasn’t sick at all.  She was a very healthy person, she ate like a fat girl and was stuck in a skinny body but health wise, a random cold like any normal adult would be the only thing to get to her.  So being as she was in such a horrible car accident, the shock of waking up every morning without her being around is really beginning to take its toll on me.  I haven’t yet had my break down, I’ve been very weepy and depressed, but no breakdown in sight.  Typically they happen at the worst possible time and I honestly thought that the drive out to Deer Park was going to be worse for my weepyness but that ended in a few minutes, mainly once we got off of the 107-S.  I cried for a few minutes, a song triggered an old memory of when things were so much easier.  Unfortunately that’s just about all it did…it just triggered memories that I’ve been constantly replaying in my head but have been unable to show any strong emotions with it.  So yea, that’s where I stand with that.  It’s painful, and I just can’t seem to cry enough to the point that I just feel guilty.  I don’t know if my emotions have completely been shut off or what, but you’d think that with EVERYTHING going on right now I’d be able to be more than a zombie.

To add insult to injury – The growth on Bella’s stomach has been removed.  The biopsy results confirm that it was cancer, and now I need to bring her to a specialist to continue treatment.  I’m already putting in 40+ hours a week at work, and this just means that I’m going to have to step up on my design work so I can bring in some more money for the months ahead.  It really sucks that when things just start to get well and Sean and I get ahead on bills that some major thing just blows up in our faces.  He and I have also been having some trouble lately, but we know what’s wrong and we know what needed to be taken out of the situation and now we’re working on it.  I’m still completely and whole-heartedly pissed about it but everyone knows where they stand now.

So essentially, my reason for not having a complete emotional breakdown is due to the fact that I haven’t yet been able to deal with any single thing lately, there’s multiple things on my plate right now and I don’t really know which one to start with.  There’s a lot of changes at work, there’s changes in my love life, there’s changes in my family, and there are people missing who deserve to be here.  I still don’t understand why useless fat assholes are walking the earth refusing to do a damn thing with their lives and the “gods” take someone that was on a set path for greatness.  It confuses the shit out of me and just makes me bitter towards humanity in general.  Everyone wants something for nothing, no one wants to get off their asses and put in an honest days work because there’s always the “easy route”, but people like Lucy who were working and going to school to succeed in life – are just taken away from it.

Pat and I have spoken a bit over the course of the last month and he blew me away the first night at Lucy’s tree (it’s really done up, if you’re on 107-N going into Glen Cove you’ll know EXACTLY where it is), and he went on to tell me how even though he hasn’t physically been around for a while because of his bands schedule and what-not, that doesn’t mean he wasn’t working really hard to give Lucy the life and friendship she deserved.  He wanted her there when the band hits it big because she’s entitled to have friends that take her all over the place and where she gets the perks of celebrity, and everything else they’re working on.  And it really is true…she deserved so much better than she ever go.  All I could do is love and care for her, which is what friends do.  The perks of our friendship was she ate very well and if there was more than a 10 minute period of her not laughing and smiling when she was with me, that just means I had to push that much harder.

She deserved the ultimate happiness in life, not to die.  It’s as simple as that.

Employee of The Month 01/2009

Thursday, February 26th, 2009

Employee of The Month It’s not the greatest of pictures, but I snapped it quick with my phone before I left work yesterday.   My supervisor presented me with my plaque on Wednesday.  She’d announced it previously but with being sick and then the whole shit storm that is my life kind of threw up on the table last week, nothing really happened with it.  But since it showed up at the office (obviously it was ordered) and there’s quite a few extra people in the office this week (mainly appraisers buying franchises and a boss flew in from Cali for the meetings) I was asked to just display it on my desk.  I’m totally bringing it home tomorrow night to show everyone.  I personally didn’t feel as though I deserved it when I was told that I was getting it but now that I’m thinking about it, I’m proud of myself for being able to fight through the headaches and annoyances known as our office…heh.  So it’s been on my desk with all of my other bits and bobbles.   I’ve got it next to the heart shaped Bamboo that Sean got me for Valentines Day. Everyone in the office is like in love with it, so I’m glad I can give people something funky to look at during the day.

Today was OK.  I had a little bit of weapyness on the way to work because I’m having a lot of trouble dealing with the fact that Lu isn’t around anymore.  My right-hand on numerous occasions and always eager to just come and hang out with me and just relax outside to shoot the breeze.  It’s just so strange to wake up one day and know that there’s a huge part of your life that isn’t there anymore.  I know I’ve mentioned her in every update, but I believe that’s heavily based on the fact that I’m still in shock about things.  I haven’t officially had a melt-down yet and I’m just not sure of when it’s going to hit me…all I can do is hope that it happens when I’m at home thinking about her and not while I’m at work trying to keep myself composed for a ‘professional’ environment.  I’m actually surprised at the fact that I’ve been able to stay at this job for as long as I have.  I have a lot of trouble focusing on things but I guess I’m just one of those people that needs to be in an office environment because working from home never quite felt right for me.  Sure the money was  better, but it got pretty damn boring, and my wrists always freaking hurt all day long from typing on AIM all day.

In any event, it’s getting pretty close to 10PM so I think it’s time to get ready for bed.

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Holding On…

Tuesday, February 24th, 2009

I went back to work yesterday.  Last week was just one messed up thing after another, and it had actually started for me on Sunday night.  I don’t know what kind of a bug was roaming around town but just about everyone for the past week has been pretty sick.  I woke up about 2am Monday morning after not feeling too well after dinner Sunday night (last time I saw Lu was dinner).  I wound up throwing up all night long and for most of Monday, I had a pretty high fever so needless to say going to work wasn’t an option for me.  Tuesday I stayed home so my fever could break and I could begin to get moving again.  Wednesday I woke up ready to go to work, took a much needed hot shower but felt a little off as though I was missing something (I later found out it was Lu).   So I left work early on Wednesday, and wasn’t back at all until yesterday (Monday).

Fran told me that it was pretty busy last week but I was not expecting what I saw yesterday.  We were so bombarded with assignments that my inbox literally didn’t stop from when I walked in the door at 9:45 and even after I walked out the door at 7:45 (I’m only scheduled 10-7).

I remember at one point in the day I’d actually gotten away from the desk to take my hour lunch and there were about 2 assignments that I’d just printed and left on the printer due to the fact that Trish was just too busy working on something for our boss that assigning to an appraiser just wasn’t happening.  I then came back from Lunch and I know there were about 20 assigments on the printer in total (including the two I’d printed before I left) but the other departments were over loaded so I didn’t think anything by it.  I look at my inbox and over the course of the hour about 120 assignments came through.  I don’t think I’ve ever seen that many emails before in this place and it was certainly overwhelming when you think about how many reams of paper it took to print out everything.  On top of that it all requires being stapled and assigned to an appraiser with all (if any) of the corrections.  It’s was definitely a daunting task

As I noted, Franny and I didn’t get to leave until about 7:45 last night.  I was home around 8:10 with the quick cig before I got in the car and the drive home.  I’m hoping that we don’t need to go through it again Today because it’s National Pancake Day at IHOP and we were planning on treating ourselves to some tasty goodness.

I’m really shaken up about an accident on Friday night that I heard about.  On my way home from my mothers there was a nasty accident on Sea Cliff Avenue.  I didn’t personally see it, I just know that my mother called me in a panic because she heard on her radio that there was an accident with a car on fire.  I later found out that it was two kids that I’d know years ago.  They were zipping up the street going faster than they should have been, bounced off of a parked car and flew in the air to the transformer.  The car then landed and the transformer landed on them.  One kid was killed instantly, the other was screaming bloody murder while the car was ablaze.  On top of that, another kid I went to school with drank a little too much after Lucy’s wake and wound up waking up in the E.R. with no recollection of how he got there.  He got into an accident on the L.I.E.

I honestly think all EMT’s in a 10 mile radius of Glen Cove are pretty shaken up by this past weeks events.  I know that I certainly am.

I’m trying hard to get through the day but when you work right down the street from where your best friend worked as a D.A. for the bus company – seeing all of the buses all day long is no longer the comfort it was before.  Her bus, 161, passed me as I was walking down to the court yard up the street from work.  It was a cold day but I needed to clear my head and that certainly didn’t help me at all.

It’s just hard to hold yourself together with constant reminders of someone who was so important to your life.

Rest in Peace Lu.

Friday, February 20th, 2009

On Wednesday I received a call at work from Sean where I was told to sit down and then told that Lucy was in a bad car accident on Tuesday night on her way home from school. I’ve known Lucy since 11th grade in high school. Her, Pat and I were three peas in a pod and then we lost touch for a while after I’d graduated. For the past few years it was an AIM conversation here and there being as I was in Delaware, but when I came back up in June things were just different.

She was here every day, she turned into a member of the family to the point that I guess you could say that this was just another home that welcomed her with open arms. She was my best friend, she got me through a lot of shit in my life and she was always there when I needed someone the most.

Now I’m completely lost. Words can not even begin to describe what’s going on in my head and how empty I feel with out her here. I keep seeing her out of the corner of my eye. And as soon as I look over it fades like a lifetime movie.

She was here on Sunday. She had dinner with Sean and I, hung out on the couch for a little while…we had a cig outside and she left to go home to study because while she was off from work for winter recess, she still had school at night. She never missed a day, she was a straight A student and she was leaving school from an exam. The only thing different about her is that she was talking about how tired she’s been for the last couple of days. She wasn’t getting much sleep lately and I believe (as numerous others do) that she fell asleep at the wheel.

My step fathers EMS/Fire department was the closest to this call (he’s the chief). They showed up on scene and there were so many people working on her. They brought her back a few times, they had her in the E.R. ready to transport to the O.R. and then they just lost her. She hit directly on the drivers side and suffered head trauma and internal injuries. Her sister said that her hand felt as though she had no bones. She was just lifeless and fighting it until she couldn’t fight it anymore.

This one is hitting me harder than Joe. I knew he wasn’t going to be around forever and he was sick for a long time before he passed away. Lucy was perfectly healthy, she was just tired and wound up hitting a tree so she was just ripped from a world that loved her.

My world will never be the same. When someone so small can make such a huge impact and then be ripped from your life all you can do is go through every text book emotion of grief. Sadness, Anger and then excessive laughter due to all of the wonderful memories, and everything else.

Her wake is today, funeral is tomorrow, and I’m completely spent. Pat and I found the tree on Wednesday night, he visited it multiple times yesterday. I can’t even bring myself to pick up the keys to go back for myself. I can’t pick myself up to even go and talk to her father and the last thing in the world that I want to see is that casket.

She was my muse, my best friend, my pet midget, my little sister and one of the few left that still called me “Mom”. She took great care of me and I did everything I could to make sure that she was always taken care of.

I always looked forward to weekends because I knew she was going to be here and we’d always find something extremely productive to keep ourselves amused. I no longer have that.

My sister is shaken up because, again, Lucy was a member of our family. She’s been holding it back though. Sean has had a few break downs as well.

This is one of the lowest points in my life, and I honestly don’t even know how I’m going to bounce back from it. I have to continue going on with my life and continue to deal with all of the people who truly deserve to be in her place.

She was a kind person, never hurt anyone a day in her life. She was always there when you needed her. She never once could keep you from smiling and she always had a way of letting you know that she’d support any choice you make as long as it made you happy.

I’m going to miss her terribly.

Not sure what’s going on…

Sunday, September 7th, 2008

This past week was a bit better than last weekend but not really by much.  September is just turning into one of those months that could probably be wiped off of the planet as far as I care.

WORK
Things have been going OK.  I’m learning a lot of new things and it’s a lot to take in but thankfully I pick up on things pretty quickly so I’ve been OK so far.  For the past week or so I’ve been in the training process by an uber-cool chick who’s had a lot of patience with me, even though I took over her desk.  Supposedly when I go in tomorrow I’ll have my own desk and computer but who knows if that’s going to happen because the one making it happen keeps changing his mind on things.  Either way I hope to be less of an inconvenience to her soon.

I know for sure that I’m going to keep this job, while I would prefer to be doing something in the design field, I guess I can handle just having a decent desk job for the time being.  The people are all nice, it’s relatively easy work (once you get the hang of it) and the downside for me is the amount of time I’m probably going to have to spend on the phone but eventually I’ll suck it up and get over it.

DOWN WITH THE SICKNESS
Everyone is sick.  A kid at work had walking Pneumonia, I had my abscess kicking my ass for a few days, colds and germs are flying around all of the schools right now thanks to whoever was incapable of covering their mouth when they coughed.  Lu got pretty sick this past week as well, but her’s was more chest pain than anything.  Sean’s allergies have been kicking his ass pretty bad this week as well.  I really hope that there’s enough medicine in the world to cover everyone else that’s sick.  Thankfully I was able to steer clear of the Pneumonia because of the antibiotics that I’ve been on.  The downside is the abscess is coming back on the other side AGAIN.  I don’t want to live on antibiotics the rest of my life so I really need to get my teeth straightened out.

I want to hold off until I have Insurance this way I’m not shelling out $2k per tooth considering the three root canals that I need as of right now.  I kind of wish everything would just fall out and then I can worry about implants or something.  At least they wouldn’t hurt as bad as the real ones.  I’ll take a screw over an infected nerve any day!

STORMS n SUCH
Alicia was in New Orleans when the hurricane hit this past week, and upon evacuation she made her way up to Mobile, AL which was currently under tornado warnings.  Thankfully after a lot of shit she was able to make it home so she’s at least safe and sound right now.

The storm that was supposed to be “oh so bad” for the Island was a total dud last night.  It moved itself further north than originally anticipated so we were hit with some minor wind but I’ll admit it was a fairly decent amount of rain.  I was soaked to the bone TWICE before I picked up an umbrella and all of the wind managed to knock that out of play within a half hour of it’s purchase.  Why can’t they make them stronger the way they used to?  Dad had a huge umbrella for the last 20 years or so that finally gave out on him, it was solid wood and never once had an issue.  I know you can get them for $3-$4 but Jesus…make them last  a little longer!?

AGN STUFFS
I’m a week behind on email, I know it’s pissing a lot of people off but the lack of time does play a major role in things right now.  I’m trying to figure out how to schedule everything so I have a few extra hours during the day so I can maintain my own business but I’m not sure how that’s going to happen if I can’t change my hours at work.  I’m doing 10-7,  I’d like to do 8-5 or even 9-6 this way I’m home at a semi-reasonable hour where I can sit down and have dinner and then work until I have to go to sleep to do it all over again for tomorrow.  I don’t personally see that happening right now though.  Maybe in the future I’ll be able to do it, but not too sure as of right now and trust me when I say that’s getting on my nerve.

I have three accounts to complete – to my knowledge – and the only REAL time I have for them is on the Weekends. I look at a computer all day long but I’m not permitted to check personal email at work. I can understand their reasons for it, most of the sites are actually blocked anyway, as far as I know.

CELL PHONES n SUCH
Within the next couple of weeks Sean and I are going to get the cell phone stuff situated.  We’re going with Verizon because they have better coverage on the Island (mainly due to the slew of cell towers, on the north shore at least.  I know for sure that I’m picking up the Voyager and slapping a data plan onto it for unlimited browsing and what not.  My second choice is the pink BlackBerry Curve (8330).  Either one would give me all of the options I need.  Sean is looking to pick up a flip phone but he does want the ability to get online so I have no idea of what choice he’s going to make.  Either way we should have all of that taken care of soon.

In any event, time to check my email. – oy!

Super Shitty Weekend

Wednesday, August 27th, 2008

I left work on Friday with the goal of doing some minor clothes shopping over the weekend and then basically vegging out. While I did get myself down to DOTS, things still didn’t go as planned.

Saturday was some-what of a down day, minus the fact that my tooth was bothering me. My sister treated Sean and I to dinner and her and I were both vegging out in the living room playing with the dog. The next thing we hear is this extremely loud bang and our doorbell rings three times, very quickly. By this time Bella had made her way down to the door because she tends to bark with door bells, not uncommon with bratty animals. I go out to see what’s up and I’m then thrown into the dumbest argument in the world with the guy who lives in the next apartment.

He came out in a fury stating that I had gone out of my way to let Bella into his apartment to rip his papers up and have her take a shit on his carpet. Yes, this was his complaint. I had the “audacity” to find a key for his door, let my dog in to take a crap, and then bring her back into my apartment with out anyone seeing me.

Let’s back up a little bit though, shall we? I’ve lived in this building for 20 some-odd years. My grandmother owns the building and when she’s not around we’re basically the ‘active landlords’. Meaning, if somethings busted – it gets fixed. For as long as I’ve lived here I’ve never ONCE gone into any of the other apartments if there were tenants renting. I was in Jen’s apartment a lot when she was living up here but we were friends and the kids loved the dog. However, she moved out in 2006. I have not stepped foot into that apartment since.  I lived in DE for a year and a half with Sean and ever since I’ve been back up here, and working, the only thing I wish to do at the end of the day is go into my bedroom and crash.

Now, at night I have my friend Lucy over.  Sometimes it will be Alicia and Dave as well.  Hell, we’ll even throw Colin into the mix sometimes.  We hang out on the porch sitting at MY table (nope, not a community table for the other tenants, it’s mine – I’ve been using it for years.  ANYONE who’s been here, knows that.  It’s my designated smoking section.  The table just happens to be about 10 feet from his (neighbors) window.  We make every effort in the world to not get too rowdy and he’s also never said a damn thing to me about the noise.

So let’s fast forward to Saturday (again).  He’s going on and on about how I’m disrespectful and I have 15 minutes to find the landlord (grandparent’s) or I’ll be sorry (Yes, this is called a threat!).  So I called her house, no answer, I was then told by my sister (who works for my grandparents) that they’re out at a party.  So he’s continuing to scream that I need to call her.  Explaining the lack of alternate contact means nothing to this prick.  Thankfully, however, my sister had my grandfather’s cell phone number.  So I call and the conversation basically went like this:

Me: Momma? The douche in the middle apartment claims that I put Bella into his apartment to take a shit and rip up his crap.

Momma: What?

Me: Yea, he’s screaming that I need to call you or I’ll be sorry.

Momma: What does he want me to do?  I’m no where near town, call your father.

Me: OK, but I’m sure he’ll have a major complaint on Tuesday.

(Yes, every time he goes downstairs to pay the rent or just to cause trouble – he’ll give someone a face full about the horrible living conditions and storm off.  Asshole, you’re paying $700 a month for a small studio apartment, utilities and cable included – get a fucking life).

So I call my father, he can’t leave work because he’s the only one there.  And at this point there’s steam coming out of this guys ears.  He’s waving this tiny piece of toilet paper around claiming it was my dog who shit there.  Now, I knew just looking at it that it wasn’t hers.  Why?  She’s been sick all week and shitting green liquid, this was a perfectly formed brown turd that resembled the large turd sitting on the grass down on the sidewalk (which at this point, was no longer there – guess who stepped in shit?)

My mother was then called in, she sent someone down for EMS to hold down the fort until a cop could get up here.  The douche-bag was screaming about how he’d call the cops so I went out of my way to have them called for him.  I know, and anyone who knows me, knows I wouldn’t allow my dog into someone else’s apartment – especially if it was just to take a shit.  What douche-bag doesn’t understand is that I wouldn’t do anything to screw up someone else’s income and I know that while he’s paying shit money it’s still keeping the mortgage paid on this building.

So the EMT shows up and has no idea as to what’s going on, we explain that he’s here for SHIT, literally.  He then laughs, which is no surprise because I found it amusing as well.  The cops are taking a while to get here, which is no surprise considering the police department in this town absolutely SUCKS because they’re too busy bull shitting with each other.  Saturday, there was supposedly some large fight down in the Landing (horrible area) where all hands were on deck.  One managed to sneak away, he came up the stairs with a shit-eating-grin on his face and my sister (known for diarrhea of the mouth) started in on him.  She explained the situation, he chuckled and then went into the guys apartment.

We knew we were fucked the second he opened the door.  They’re best fucking friends.  So he walks in, see’s the crap and then turns around to come out to us and point the finger.  Why? Because of course you’ll take HIS side over mine.  So I threw a hissy fit (with valid reason, of course). The douche bag comes out of his apartment and starts shooting his mouth off in a different tone than before the cop had shown up.

Supposedly I let the dog run loose whenever I please (even though she’s never outside with me anymore).  I’m outside of his window smoking up with friends until 3am and he’s going to have this place raided for drugs.  Yea – that’ll fly.  I’ll gladly piss in a cup or have a needle rip some blood out of my arm to prove his theories are shit.  Why? Because I’ve never touched anything illegal in my life.  AND I’m picked on for it too.  Heaven forbid I think anyone who smokes up or sniffs is a loser (recreational or not).  I do smoke about a pack of cigarettes a day but I’m also 23 years old and it’s completely legal to do.

The cop didn’t believe anyone of us when we told him that douche bag threatened us, he also believed that I’m that disrespectful and would actually allow my dog to shit in someone else’s apartment.  So the cop wrote down our information, laughed and then left.

Supposedly he later went down to EMS and spoke to my step-father (who sent over the EMT) and explained that this guy was a nut job and not to take him too seriously.

So I was close to killing someone, I walked into the house and almost put my fist through a wall because I needed to get the rage out of me, and taking it out on the douche bag just wasn’t worth the jail time (because yes – I was angry enough to do it in front of a cop).  I called Lucy and told her to basically get her ass over here ’cause I needed OUT and angry driving wasn’t an option.  We hung out in Bayville for a little bit, she brought me back here ’cause something came up with her girlfriend.  I then called Alicia and her and Dave picked me up and I was out long enough where I could mellow out.  Staying here was absolutely not an option for me on Saturday.

This entire time, my tooth is freaking killing me.  I just came off antibiotics for another tooth and then I knew damn well that the other side of my mouth was going to blow up like bloody hell.

SUNDAY

I wake up in a lot of pain, I can see the swelling going up on my left cheek and I haven’t been in this kind of pain since the last time I dealt with an abscess in my mouth.  This one, unfortunately, I knew was going to be much – much worse.  Why? It’s one of my top teeth and when you have an abscess that close to your optic nerve you know the turn out isn’t going to be good.  So I chugged some aspirin and then took some antibiotics that I had left over from a previous infection (horrible teeth – estimated $16,000 worth of work to get me back to where I need to be.  Front teeth are fine, it’s ALL the back ones that are shot to shit!).

I did some shopping with Sean to get some clothes for work – I still don’t have all of my stuff up here yet. Came back here and basically went to sleep.

MONDAY

I woke up with the intent of getting to work and just relaxing while I’m training.  It didn’t work out that way though.  I woke up and couldn’t see out of my left eye.  It’s not that it was swollen shut – it’s that it was completely black.  When I pressed down on the intense swelling around my upper lip/nose area – my vision went from black to blurry – OK so the infection went up further than I thought it would.  I schedule an emergency appointment with the dentist so I can be put back on antibiotics and then I call in to work and explain that I’ll be absent for the day.

I go to the dentist, and instead of giving me antibiotics up front he wants x-rays done.  So I’m being poked and shifted and I’m changing rooms because his machines are messed up (for some reason).  They finally get the two x-rays they need (out of the 3-4 taken) and he then goes on to tell me how much trouble I’m in and tells me that if the nerve was completely dead he’d give me a root canal right then and there but being how I’m so infected the pain would be unbearable.  So he gave me Amoxicillian, asked if I wanted a pain killer but I refused because I have aspirin, and then sent me on my way after he told me I’m going back on September 9th at 8am for a double root canal – yea, like I can go to work after that.  I’ve got no choice though.

I slept for the rest of the day, in an extreme amount of pain and knew that Tuesday wasn’t going to be any better.

TUESDAY

I wake up and the swelling is worse than it’s ever been before, my eye is swollen shut and I called in.  I slept for the bulk of the day and then told myself that as long as I can see on Wednesday I’m going to have to go in.  I’m on probation and thankfully a doctors note is the only way I can keep my job right now.  I’m still in training, I was supposed to do a lot more this week too, so I have no idea what’s going to happen today.

WEDNESDAY

It’s pushing 9:30 and I need to get out of here.  I hope my time out of the house is much better than the crap I’ve been dealing with in-house.

Four Days Down

Thursday, August 21st, 2008

I started at a new job this past Monday.  It’s now Thursday morning and I’m finally able to get online to check my email.  A lot of client stuff that I need to take care of over the course of the weekend.  Sean has been picking up my slack in the hosting department.  Thankfully he knows how to use the new billing system, and has some experience with cPanel because that’s really the only thing to do.  Major things I’m sure he’ll kick in my direction but for now I’m sure he’ll be able to handle things on his own.

I’ve been doing 10-7 for the past few days, yesterday I worked through lunch so I could leave at 6 but you’re required to do a 40-hour minimum week.  So I’ve got to be in at 9:30 today so I can work until 7:30.  It’s a pain considering I’m not sleeping very well but that’s also because I’m not used to the hours yet.  I tend to come home, throw some food down my throat and sit outside with friends as though I’m still working for myself and don’t need to be up early in the morning.  Eventually I’ll be able to balance the two jobs and a social life, for now I’ll just take it day by day until I can get into the swing of things.

When you work for yourself you set your own hours, so I got used to crashing at 4am and waking up at 10am and then working for the bulk of the day and basically hanging out for the rest.  Now, at 9am, I’m sitting here trying to hold my head up and I just woke up at 7:30.  Tonight I hope to crash by 11, that’s my biggest goal.  Friday should run pretty quickly, then I’ll get some work done before I crash on Friday night – I picture myself crashing for 12 hours or so, just to make up the loss in hours.  I didn’t really fall asleep until about 1am this morning, and then only getting like 6 hours of sleep on top of that – not fun.  :: crosses fingers :: hopefully I don’t drive off the road on the way to work.

Anyway – email is basically up to date, so if I haven’t responded – don’t take it personal, blame Gmail ’cause I more than likely didn’t get it, I responded to every one I saw.

Keeping Busy

Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008

After a long talk with Sean, I’m moving back up to New York permanently.  There’s a lot going on up here as far as family is concerned and I’m at a point in my life where I’m supposed to be out on my own, but I’m also the kind of person where family always comes first.  So I’ve actively been putting in resumes to places all over Long Island in just about any industry I can find.  I’ve applied to numerous web design jobs, secretarial jobs, even to a company that just lists products on eBay.

My recent application was to the hospital here in town, it’s my mother’s old job (technically) and I know for sure that they want her back.  She’s unable to do that at this point in time so I applied and now I’ve just got my fingers crossed.  It’s per-diem work but once you have your foot in the door you’re basically set.  So I can start at per-diem (basically call you when they need you) and within a few weeks I can be full time – it really just depends on what they need and when they need it.

We’ve been in NY for much longer than we’d originally planned.  Sean doesn’t want to go back down to DE by himself, and I don’t blame him.  I know I’ll miss him too, considering we just celebrated our two-year anniversary.  So it’s been a very difficult choice to make but as soon as there’s enough money coming in, and an apartment in a reasonable price range opens up we’ll be able to get him moved up here and we can continue our life together on our own.  I know the first couple of weeks are going to be hard on us, only because we haven’t not been together for the last year and a half (considering we’re living together) but I’m completely confident that we’ll be able to handle it so I’m not too concerned in that department.

We’re staying up here for another week or so and then heading back down to either pack my stuff or go back to the drawing board.  If I know for sure that there’s no job up here than I don’t know if I’ll stay here.  I want to, I really miss everyone, I just don’t want to leave Sean and still not have any money coming in up in NY, it wouldn’t change my situation at all – in many regards it would make it worse.

So I’m crossing my fingers in hopes to hear something from someone up here.  I did apply to a place out in Brooklyn that I’m crossing just about everything for.  It’s a great salary and it’s in the web design field and that to me would be a dream-job situation.  They’re looking for a front end developer with strong HTML/CSS and Blog skills.  I guess being a one-trick-pony for the past couple of months is something to laugh about now considering I’ll be able to use that portfolio to get my foot in the door.  It’s a dream job that I’m going to have to travel for though.  Luckily it’s only a block or two from the train station so I’m not too concerned about the commute.  I can very easily get to the train here in the morning without any real issues – it’s right up the block so if I have a car or not I should be able to handle it.

In any event, I have to push some more applications and get started on some design work.  I also need to finish some work for Adam.  He has a very complicated template that needs to be coded for CSS.  I’ve had to really stretch my know-how just to get the basics done.  A lot of layers on top of layers and being able to accomplish that without absolute positioning is working out pretty well.

Hot damn!

Tuesday, July 15th, 2008

Sean and I just got back from the Mechanic.  We brought our car in because of a pretty funky issue we were having, unfortunately I was the only one to ever seem to experience this issue.  Whenever I would turn on the car the battery light would come on, knowing it’s a good battery I assumed it could be the alternator not properly sending charge to the battery.  This wasn’t the case at all.

I asked my neighbor of 20 years if he could take a look at it for me, because it’s an issue where I just didn’t feel safe driving the car, so of course I’ll talk to an off-the-clock mechanic before I actually bring it in to one.  He turned on the car and saw the battery light almost instantly go on, he then noticed that the air conditioner was shooting out hot air and that’s not normal.  A few moments later the hood started smoking – we’re leaking anti-freeze.  He told us that we’d need a serpentine belt, possibly a water pump and maybe a hose or two fixed but he couldn’t tell where other leaks were coming from, being as they were covered in anti-freeze.

So we call up the garage up the block, talk to the ball-busting mechanic and was told to bring the car in on Tuesday (mind you – this was Friday).  For the past few days we’ve been bored out of our minds, it’s not that there’s nothing going on here it’s that we’re used to just being able to get up and go and being kind of stuck for a few days doesn’t help our moods.  I know I was bored out of my mind on Saturday, to the point that I was about to pop a gasket.

We’ve used my sister’s car for the quick errands, I really hate driving her car.  While it handles well, she needs rear-brakes and it would help if she had rear break lights as well.  There’s a big hole on her bumper that is causing the wiring underneath to corrode and when it rains she just has no back-end lights at all.  No blinker, no rear breaks – nothing.  So of course making the attempt to drive this thing at night was absolutely stupid of us.  She can deal with the tickets, we certainly don’t want to.

So since it was so bright out and close to impossible to actually see the back-end lights thanks to the way the sun is sitting in the sky – we were able to safely make it to the mechanic.  It only cost us $300 for a water pump, serpentine belt and a refill on the anti-freeze.  A very good price considering the estimate was $380 (originally).  I’m not sure if the name-dropping helped the price (considering my grandfather knows the guy) but either way, someone’s on our side.

So he drove my sisters car home and I drove ours.  And the reason for “Hot damn!” – it drives better than it ever has before, we very obviously have needed a water pump for a while now but I think since we only ever seem to do short-term in-town driving, it really didn’t matter too much.  The 5 hour drive from Delaware to New York is basically what did it for us.  Thankfully it happened after we had made it to town, it’s not like we were stranded on the Southern State Parkway or anything.  We managed to make it to the North Shore with absolutely no issues at all – and I have to say I’m pleased about that.

So everything is perfect now, we’ll figure out when we’re going to head back down to Delaware but at the advice of the mechanic, we’re going to stay up here for a day or two to drive the car on short distances and then go from there.  I’m not sure if we’re going anywhere tonight, but he’s talking about picking up dinner so maybe we’ll wind up going out and doing something.  If not tonight, we may take a quick trip to New Hyde Park tomorrow and poke around at a few different places – I know there’s a comic book store there that he wanted to see, and I know I want to see if PETS is still there so I can stand outside and warn people of the horrible condition they leave their animals in.  Thank god for veterinarians, or I wouldn’t have her.

Never buy a dog, cat, small mammal, fish, or reptile at PETS of New Hyde Park, they’re sleazy assholes.

Uneventful

Saturday, July 5th, 2008

This is one of those days where the truly isn’t anything going on.  I spent my fourth in house with my dog and a sleeping boyfriend.  He hasn’t been feeling very well so we decided it would be best to stay in.  The original plans were rained out anyway so it wasn’t a total loss.  I caught up on a few things, messed around in Photoshop for a few projects and now it’s knocking on 5AM but I’m not even close to being tired yet.  I know Bella’s exhausted, I can hear her snoring from here.  Considering she’s at the other end of the apartment, it’s safe to say she enjoyed her toys all day to the point that her compact little self basically just went ahead and crashed.

My father is pulling a double shift, he should be home in about 2 hours from now.  He left at 3PM this afternoon and since 7AM is rolling in – I’m sure he’ll be exhausted.  I’m tempted to just stay up for the whole day and then crash later on in the evening but I know that’s not actually going to work out.  I have to pull some stuff out of the dryer and get the beds setup so I can go to sleep.  Sean was so tired he’s sleeping on a bare mattress.  I personally can’t handle that but I’m sleeping on the floor tonight anyway so I’ll be able to get the sheet back on the aero-bed with no problems.  We alternate between the bed and the floor, it’s the only way to save our backs.  Mine isn’t doing very well at all – the lack of proper seating is taking it’s toll on me.  While I absolutely love being “home” I have to say that finding a chair that you don’t just sink into would be much better for me.  Big comfy furniture is great, but not when you have chronic back-problems, you know?

My old bed (twin) is rather comfortable, which I’ve proven for the last couple days of over sleeping.  The aero-bed, I just can’t seem to get the proper pressure set to it so no matter what I do I tend to be uncomfortable.  It’s my luck that I’ll have finally figured it out the last night that we’re here so that’s going to be annoying but I am looking forward to falling into my big comfy king bed when we get back to Delaware.

If all goes well we do hope to be moving up to New York within the next 6 months or so.  That heavily depends on a few job applications I sent in up here, as well as quite a few freelance jobs that I’ve quoted.  We know that in order to come up here we’re going to need to earn about $4,000 a month in total.  So finding a position that will bring me at least $2,000 a month shouldn’t be so hard.  I just need to get myself into an office where I’m making $15-$20 an hour.

I applied for a job on the Island that I found on some job-search site (not sure which one – considering there are like 10 of them that I surf through regularly).  I sent in my resume and hopefully I’ll hear something, starting salary is $75,000/yr.  I think that will easily bring in the $13,000 a year I’d need to find a decent apartment up here.  I’m thinking of looking into my grandmothers building (only because I know everything so well) but I may see what I can find at the Avalon – I really like their rules, even though no one else seems to.

I’m the kind of person who can’t stand chaos, and this is coming from someone whom has a rather large extended family.  But at the same time, if I’m going to be spending about $2,000 a month on rent I want to know that I’m going to be able to enjoy the experience.  The Avalon has a series of rules that would drive a few people crazy but the big ones for me really make it worth spending that kind of money.

1 – Children are to be seen and not heard.
2 – Pets are to be seen and not heard.
3 – No loud parties.
4 – Guests are to be cleared with the main desk.

All that says to me is silence, and no crazy wacko’s walking around the building at all hours of the night.  Private off-street parking which makes me feel safe considering the area that most of the Avalon’s are located on the Island aren’t the best.  Private pool and massive work-out rooms so I’ll be able to keep on track with my diet.  The in-house washer/dryer helps me a lot too, apartments can also come furnished if requested so why wouldn’t I do it?

It’s a lot to think about, either way I’ll have to wait and see what happens.  I’ll tell you now that if they hire me I’m going to take the weekend to head back down to Delaware and pack my stuff to come back up here – I’ll stay with my father for a little while until I can find an apartment of my own and once that happens Sean will come up and the rest is history.

It would be nice, it would be flat out fantastic but money talks … unfortunately.

What a week…

Thursday, July 3rd, 2008

I’m still working on getting everything moved over to the new data center.  Thankfully I was able to find one that knows exactly what they’re doing so I couldn’t be happier with my choice to finally make this move.  I have a lot of other things going on, mainly work related but it’s nothing too big right now to really make a huge deal out of.

Sean and I have extended our mini-vacation.  We’re not on Delaware (if you haven’t guessed).  We loaded up the car for a big family trip and now we’re staying a bit longer than we originally planned.  We left about 2AM on Wednesday morning, we didn’t get here until about 7AM so that’s quite a trip to take.  Traffic and my little break down certainly didn’t help us, and by the time we were crossing over the bridge we were basically driving directly into the sunrise, and of course neither one of us had any sun-glasses with us so that proved to be a bit difficult.  We got here just as my father was heading out to work and thankfully he didn’t notice the huge box in the back seat of the car.  He got that the following day (his birthday).  I made dinner, had my aunt and uncle over and then on Sunday we fired up the new BBQ (Dad’s gift) and enjoyed burgers and dogs for my sister’s birthday.  All in all that went over well.

I saw my mother, she was diagnosed with Bells Palsey a few weeks ago but after surgery on Tuesday the test results showed that she has Sarcoidosis.  It’s an auto-immune disease that will never go away but it can be controlled with the proper medication.  Unfortunately she has it pretty bad and that’s where the paralysis in her face has come from.  It was a little strange seeing her like that but there’s nothing you can really do to stop it.

My dad’s cancer has been cleared thanks to his radiation treatments.  He’s lagging a bit though.  Even though the radiation is no longer in his body he’s a little worse for the wear so he’s having some trouble getting around.

My aunt (mother’s sister) went in for surgery on Monday.  She had a lump on her skull and underneath her cheek muscle that doctors need to run a biopsy on.  She wound up checking herself out of the hospital on Tuesday against doctors orders and now it’s a waiting period for the test results.   One ass hole doctor basically said “You’re riddled with cancer” but he made this remark before the tests were even looked at, let alone processed.  So it’s safe to say that bedside manor is non existent – even in the ICU!

So it’s safe to say that almost every member of my family is falling apart to some degree.  My aunt has always had medical problems, but now my mother has them pretty bad, my grandfather will more than likely need two knee replacements and my grandmother, who’s 60 pounds lighter thanks to Weight Watchers, just had surgery on her eyes and is still feeling the effects of the botched surgery she had a few years ago on her ankles – they’re no better than they were before the surgery and thanks to sliced nerves they’re much worse than they should be.  The doctor was able to get the lawsuit dismissed, apparently “I do not recall” seems to be a good enough excuse for a judge to void a lawsuit.  :ugh:

Something tells me I’ll be moving back to NY in the near future.  It’s not the fact that Sean and I have been talking about it for a while, it’s the fact that I expect to have an upcoming year where everyone drops like flies and being 5 hours away really wouldn’t be a great idea.

In any event, time to return some emails and continue with domain transfers. Oh joy!

Difficult Morning

Thursday, May 1st, 2008

I’ve only been up for an hour and it’s looking to be a pretty stressful day.  For the past couple of days I’ve been working on quite a few different websites.  I did a PSD to WordPress convert for Jackie.  I’m currently working on another WordPress convert for a client I picked up on GAF and on top of that I had to redo a few things for a template I completed last week for my new “boss” so to speak.  Tomorrow I’m taking on another template and while it’s constant work it’s also a constant headache.

The landscapers woke me up today, but that’s fine because for me sleeping until 10 means that I’ve overslept and I needed to be jolted out of bed anyway.  The reason behind the jolt is Bella, naturally.  If someone is under the window she’ll typically bark her head off and slap a big machine under them and that’s grounds for all kinds of barks and growls on her end.  Knowing that Sean worked all night and didn’t actually get to sleep until about 5:30 this morning, I made it a point to get her out of there as fast as possible.  Now she’s hanging out with me in the office, she’s got her window seat and some fresh food on the floor and that’s about all she needs.

Another reason for the down-day isn’t going to be the predicted 70* weather, it’s the email I received from my mother.

Living four hours away from friends and family has been difficult for me, and while I love Sean and do like Delaware – It’s taking me a lot longer to getting used to not having so many people around.  I come from a big family, and the only time it really feels “homey” is when Karen’s sister comes down with her kids because there’s more noise in the house and it feels more like what my life was like in New York.

I really miss everyone, my grandparents, aunts and uncles and I truly have no idea what’s going on with any of my cousins, even the two out of five that I’d stand the chance of seeing.  My one aunt doesn’t get out to visit very often and the other one just held a Christening for her son, and I saw the pictures he’s absolutely adorable.  He looks a lot like my aunt, and has this tiny button nose and looked so cute in his little white suit with gold chain, definitely an Italian child, I’ll tell you that much.

It kind of just hit me today that I’ve missed out on a lot of things.  Hell, I even miss my sister sometimes and when I lived up there I absolutely could not stand her.  But, considering our situation we did get along well – we were just frustrated with each other the way that siblings typically are.

Another irk of the day is the fact that I can’t find my USB cable for my digital camera.  I took some nice pictures this morning to put up on my health blog.  I guess something will appear after I go through a few boxes.

I need to get my butt in gear and finish this template.  I’m hoping to be able to start something for this site sometime today but that really isn’t too important at the moment, work comes first.