the cat won't tell

it's been a nice quiet week at work. there's been some talk around the office about stupid boy, apparently he didn't make any friends on the last project he worked on. and by the sound of the chatter it seems like they wanted rid of him too. 

and then I had coffee with a friend on Saturday who updated me on blondie. blondie is a problem looking for a place to happen. she's landed herself in more poop and this time it looks like she isn't going to be able to dig herself out of it. she's a party girl whose partying has interferred with work for the last time.

E is away working on a course and she must be bored because she keeps texting me, making conversation. she'd have better luck if she phoned me.
I don't carry on conversations over text messaging, all that tiny tiny typing is tedious.

I hope next week is about the same pace as this past week has been, I like a lull in the crazy at times.

I'm meeting GiGi for coffee later, at least I get to have human interaction today.
I love my cat but she doesn't do girl talk.
she doesn't do talk at all.
I need to get out of here.

bye bye stupid

so I don't get to see a plastic surgeon, apparently I'm not worth allocating the funds for it.
there is comfort though in knowing what-comes-around-goes-around.
stoopid hospital bean counter, wouldn't want to be her when this completes its circle. enjoy bitch.
and now we are back to the original plan of seeing the physio hand expert in sackville.
and I'll take it cause it might work.........
the doc did give me meds but they only take the edge off so for now pain still keeps me company.

I seem to be a cornucopia of pain these days.
my feet still hurt and no one can find a way to fix it. actually there is a fix - stop using my feet.
as this isn't an option I'm going to consider I will continue with physio and hope for the best.
in the meantime I signed up for two 10k runs. more misery.......why not?

stupid boy at work is moving on. he's taking his career in a completely different direction.
I can't see this working out well for anyone who works under him but he'll not be breathing the same air as me so win win. and good riddance.
I can't see the moron doing well in any career, he's petty, small minded, weird and is controlled by his wife.
from his conversation at work it's obvious that his wife wears the pants in that house.
this idiot doesn't even get to decide which route he takes to drive to work.
I'm such a nice person that I told the boss about a decision stupid boy made yesterday that I know was completely inane.
I know I'm a bitch but I get over it :)

Goodbye monday

It's Tuesday, which means Monday is behind me, and I'm grateful for that cause Monday was a fuck of a day. Felt crappy all day, mostly because I ate crap all weekend. I've done this before so I don't think I'm going to learn anything anytime soon from repeating the process.

Had a meeting with the financial planner this afternoon. She wants me to save money. Lady with my track record for handling money you'd better have a rabbit in that hat. We shall see.

I saw my hairdresser on Saturday, Fred Connor, wonderful man and knows what to do with this mop.
I've had so many bad hair cuts over the years, let me say that Fred is worth the money.

I'm sitting in starbuck's and even tho there's enough people and enough noise here the din barely registers with me. Between the pain in my feet, and back, and hands I have developed a massive headache.
I saw the doc today and he's sending me to a plastic surgeon to see what he can do about my hands. As a woman of the 21st century I always expected to see a plastic surgeon at some point. Didn't expect it to be for hands tho.
The plastic surgeon is all booked up until this summer and then he's taking the summer off. I won't get to see him until September at the earliest. Clearly I chose the wrong profession.
I tried to explain to the doc that the cupboard doors might not last that long. Yes he was confused. I like to smash things when I'm mad and I'm mad when I'm in pain. Cracks have already started to show along the top of the cupboards and down the sides. My pots and pans have more dents now and I've broken the largest of the burners on the stove. I may not get the damage deposit back on this place when I move.

A day in saturday

My Sat consists of sitting in starbucks and drinking coffee so far.

Had some blog reading to catch up on and I seriously needed a caffeine fix.
Meeting up with K later but I might be coffee'ed out by then. Meh, we'll see.
It's been a slow week and I'm freaking glad it's over. Freedom could never be over rated.

New guy is starting to annoy me, I think he reports all my activity. I know he does. I can't figure out if he's a backstabber by nature or if he's just bored and I'm in his line of sight.

I submitted a claim at work and now I owe the company almost $300. How the fuck does this happen???
They're fucked in the head. I don't have the head space to deal with the assbastards either.

I'm supposed to be eating better, a healthy balanced diet blah blah blah............
So far today I've had a can of vienna sausages, and a rice krispy square here at starbucks. That's protein and whole grains taken care of. Rice is a fucking grain, at least to the Chinese it is, so its full-speed-ahead-carbs tonite.

Well I'm outta here, must go to sobeys and fight with them over 20 airmiles they owe me.

it's monday again

nobody likes mondays but as far as mondays go, this one was quite good.

the only blip in the day was having my workout time wasted.
I'm ok with wasting my own time but not so much ok with someone else doing it for me.
oh well. until these workout classes are over and done with I have to show up for them.

I even managed to get my table at starbucks. yes. mine. my table.

monday even went better than saturday did.
I spent most of saturday here at starbucks with K.
K is a super computerer kinda person.
hell anyone who knows how to turn a computer on is more advanced than I am.
I bought a BB touchpad about a year ago and could never get the thing to work.
I spent near 3 hours at Bell Aliant when I first got it and they couldn't figure it out.
trying to understand it on my own was a new kind of headache.
my idea of asprin was to throw it in a drawer and forgot about it - until last week when I begged K to take a look at it.
when she had trouble getting it up and running I knew I'd never stood a chance with the thing.

thank you K.

a purrfect evening

what does it say about me when I'm desperately in need of toilet paper but I don't want to go out and buy any?
I might be lazy.
however, I prefer to think of it as completely disinterested in moving. from my sofa. for the rest of the evening.

I feel very cat-like at the moment.
feel like curling up for a nap and ignoring the rest of the world.

speaking of my muse, he's curled up next to me. likes to latch onto my arm while I'm typing. not sure if his intent is to help or hinder but he is distracting.
the last time the vet weighed him he registered a little over 23 lbs.
not bad.
he's been on a diet for two years now and only gained 3 lbs. I'm a great cat care person....

starbucks

it's sunday morning so where else would I be.
it's also raining....ish.

this weekend has been a complete bust weather wise, it's a shitty grey sky out there and so I don't feel much like moving. I did make it to Starbucks, obviously, and so this is the extent of my weekend.

on the upside I did manage to get my table for a change. I'm sharing it with a couple of older ladies who are playing cards but they're not rowdy so they can stay.
actually, funny story......one of the ladies, whom I met here at Starbucks, is my former doctor's mother.
this is a seriously small world we live in.

and that's my sunday.