Manic mondaaaaaay


Be prepared. I’m in a very random, slightly goofy mood this morning. So this post will be very random and slightly goofy, starting with the following…

I honestly can’t decide if this is a real song or a joke, but I think I like it. It makes me smile, and what could be better on a Monday morning? It may not be safe for work, so make sure to put a set of headphones on or something before you hit play. Go ahead, I’ll wait.

I won't maul you if you take too long

Ok, done? It’s goofy, right? Alright, since we’re in a good mood now, because how could you not be, onward!

Shop stuff:
I must have done something right when I took all those new pictures, because I sold my very first tea tote last night. Again, I had just listed it, went to bed, and woke up this morning to find it had sold not even an hour after I listed it. Craziness! So I’ll take that as a good sign, and make more of these things. I love making them; it’s almost instant gratification, unlike the socks which take days.

Weight loss:
I lost 3 more pounds this week, bring me to a total of 5 pounds in 3 weeks. Not bad. I will give total credit to weight watchers, but it may have something to do with taking my pills everyday. I mean, without a functioning thyroid, I don’t really have a metabolism. As it is my metabolism is of the fake variety, but it’s a lot better than no metabolism at all. But I’ll still give the credit to weight watchers, because if I don’t, I won’t have any reason to continue with it. Does that make sense? Maybe not, but I never claimed to make sense all the time.

And speaking of weight loss, after this diet is done, I am so making these cupcakes:

I found them over at A Cookie-Cutter Blog, and they look DELICIOUS (you know I’m serious when I type in all caps and italics). Her instructions look super easy to follow too, though I think I’d skip the sprinkles. I’m not really much of a sprinkle type of girl. Weird crunch, no real flavor… no thanks.

Sports:
Have I ever mentioned how much I love this time of year? The cherry blossoms are out, and Riverside Drive, which I take to and from work every day, is a wonderful array of pink and white floral trees. It’s absolutely beautiful, if you take the time to look around. In fact, I’d say the part of Riverside that I take every morning, a couple miles in each direction from the hospital, is the most beautiful part of this very ugly and depressing city. I love that I get to see it every day. But… that wasn’t anywhere close to my point. It’s spring training, which means baseball season will be starting soon. I heart baseball. And, today is the NCAA men’s basketball national championship game. The only problem is, it doesn’t start until something ridiculous like 9:30pm. Seriously? To the people who scheduled the final game of the college basketball season, wtf were you thinking? How many people do you think will actually be able to stay awake until midnight to watch this thing? Are you banking on people falling asleep with their tvs on, so it won’t hurt your ratings? If it were me in charge, the latest I’d schedule this game is 8pm. That way everyone can still get to bed at a decent time, including those players. Geez.

The future:
It’s been almost a year since Roomie and I took our trip to Colorado. I have all those memories, almost like it was yesterday, but still sometimes I find it hard to believe that I actually experienced it. It seems more like a fantasy movie version of my life; where I drop everything and drive across country to see my life from a different angle. But it wasn’t a dream, it really happened and it was wonderful and exciting and I miss it. I want to go back.

From Garden of the Gods

Can you blame me, seeing just one of the pictures of the trip? It wasn’t great weather; it rained most of the way out and most of the way home, it was cold most of the time, and our first night of camping was interrupted by a mountain blizzard. But it was a wonderful trip. In fact, I think Roomie and I are going to end up moving there. I think. At least for a year. We’ve been wanting to move out of Binghamton for a while now, and we both really loved Colorado. We are going to look at Asheville, NC in June, but unless we absolutely fall head over heals in love with it, I think Colorado is the final answer. We’ll see.

Alright, I’m done. Maybe not completely, but enough for now. Plus I have to get to work. You know, adulthood and responsibilies and all that crap. Have a great Monday all!! 🙂

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Back to reality


This post may sound like more of my usual griping, but I swear, I’m really not in a terrible mood this morning. I promise. I’m actually in a pretty decent mood, all things considering. It’s also going to sound very random and confused, but I’m going to try to make everything cohesive. Anyway…. Onward!

Let’s start with Day Job #2. Remember I told you how my GM had been scheduling me for Saturdays, and how I asked her if I could have the weekends off so my body could recover, and also so I could get into a routine with my pills? Yeah, that didn’t go so well. I left her a note last week, asking her not to put me on Saturdays anymore and asking her to call me if she had any questions about it. She decided that instead of giving me the courtesy of a phone call, she would send me a nasty note through the email system. She asked me to provide her with a doctors note to prove that I had medical problems. Umm, what? She knows I had surgery 6 months ago, she knows about all my meds, she knows how sick I am. Now she’s questioning my medical history? I’m sorry, this woman is like a five year old throwing a temper tantrum. And if she’s reading this, I have this to say. I’m not the only one who feels this way about you; I’m just the only one who has the balls to tell you.

So we got in a screaming match in the office after my shift was over on Thursday. I had threatened to put in my two weeks, but the manager on duty convinced me to think about it a little more. She kept telling me I should just quit, and if I did put my two weeks in, she would fire me on the spot. Then she kind of calmed down for no apparent reason (just like a 5 year old only has a tantrum for a little while and then it’s over) and told me she wouldn’t schedule me for Saturdays going forward, but I still needed that doctors note. Oook, I go home pretty pleased with myself, feeling like I’d accomplished my goals.

Fast forward a few days to Saturday, which of course I had to work. I went back to look at the schedule before my shift started, and lo and behold…… She put me on the schedule for Saturday. Worse, she only put me on the schedule for Saturday. This woman is a piece of work. I’ve met delinquent teenagers who were more respectful than this 50+ year old woman. Well, I guess that’s just a shame, because today I go to the doc’s to get that note that says I don’t have to work Saturdays anymore. Too bad so sad. This woman obviously think she’s going to be able to play games with me, but she doesn’t have a clue what she’s getting herself into.

You know the sad part? I would have been more than willing to work a couple Saturdays if she hadn’t surprised me with them. If she had said something, asked me, told me it was only temporary, I would have been more than happy to help. I love serving, and for a long time I loved the restaurant. But I’m only going to go so far to help someone who obviously doesn’t give a shit about me. I can’t tell you how much I’m appreciated at Day Job #1; at least once a day I hear about how much I’m helping and how grateful they are. Day Job #2, though? Never, not once in over a year and a half, have they said that they even notice how hard I work, let alone that they appreciate it. And that’s the job I’m supposed to keep my #1 priority? Umm, no.

So anyway…. I did manage to keep my promise yesterday, and I took almost the whole day off from Etsy. The only thing I did do was list a set of coasters. I was still creating, but it was nice to not have to worry about promoting and blogging and all of that. I was actually super productive; I think I made 6 or 7 new sets of coasters, a pair of yoga socks (rainbow, again), and a couple tea totes. I don’t have pics of everything yet, but I’ll have them up in my shop soon. The next project is probably another set of dishcloths, since I still have about a metric ass-ton of cotton laying around.

Two more quick things and then I’m done. #1, I lost another pound this week. I also realized I was PMS’ing like crazy, so hopefully that’s part of why the weights coming off so slow. I’m aiming for two pounds next week, bringing the total to four so far. #2, it’s cold out. I know it’s March, and it’s Upstate NY, and it’s supposed to be cold, but last week’s 75+ degree weather spoiled me. I hate March.

So that’s about it. Not very interesting, but sometimes it’s nice to be boring. I like having my quiet weekends at home, watching random tv shows on netflix or sports or some crappy movie on cable. Anyway, as it’s Monday morning, I’ve posted my new favorite song below. Enjoy!! 🙂

The Jello Monster


Truth

My coworkers decided to throw away my creamer. For no other reason than they couldn’t figure out who it belonged to or how long it had been there. Oh gross! Irritating creamer that has been there for an unknown period of time but is still full and is taking up all the room in the fridge so I can’t shove my hundred and five cups of jello in there! I don’t know where you came from, but instead of asking anyone else, I’m just going to throw you out so there’s more room for my jello! MY JELLO IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN THIS CREAMER! I must have my jello at all times!!!!!!!

So now I have no creamer. Which means no more coffee. Which makes me an angry Megan. I wanted to say, what, you couldn’t ask? Are you going to buy me more creamer? Did you think you were the only one in the entire office who used that fridge? I must have been blind, I didn’t see your name on it, and I certainly didn’t realize that you owned it! Damn, you are one lucky office worker, to have your very own mini-fridge!

Can you tell I’m cranky? This made for a great start to the morning. So now I guess I’ll be cranky all day. Just a suggestion, but I wouldn’t mess with a starving person’s food if I were you. Damn creamer disposing jello whores.

[Anyway, I’m almost done with the first green yoga sock, which makes me happy (or, happier, as the case may be). I’m still not sure I’m in love with the yarn, but it’s pleasent enough to work with, not super stiff or scratchy. I’m just not 100% sure I’d buy yarn from Knit Picks again, if I had the choice. They gave me a tracking number that didn’t work (big pet peeve of mine, along with people who eat massive amounts of jello everyday), and the shipping costs were a bit stiff for one skein of yarn. The second picture is the yoga socks I finished on Monday. I like them, and I was going to list them yesterday, but I really didn’t love the way the photos came out. There is only so much you can edit out, you know? It was too dark, which was my fault, and my background wouldn’t cooperate. I’ll try again on Friday after work.

Oh, and I sold this scarf yesterday! Granted, it was sold to a coworker, but still. I was so thrilled to sell something other than a pair of yoga socks that I forgot to give her the coupon code for free shipping! Hopefully this means people will start buying some of my other stuff! That would be amazing, those scarves are wicked pretty. Hang in there little ceramic coaster sets! Someone is going to love you someday!