Sick.

Beyond sick.

some horrendous vicious hateful stomach virus attacked me late Sunday night and I’m just now able to keep food down. I thought I could shower and manage three haircuts today, but trying to do any of that proved fruitless. I had to move the appointments.

I’m dehydrated and weak, but know for sure I’d be dead if Lynn hadn’t become my guardian angel bringing gatorade and crackers to my door step and Delbert being my nurse online, texting instructions and checking on me throughout the day.

I haven’t been this sick since I don’t know when. There was a moment Sunday night/Monday morning that I reached for the phone to call the ambulance. . . It was awful. This has been going around here, so hopefully I’ve paid my dues and hopefully none of you will get it. Delbert said those who were around me the day of and during are most likely to catch it. Luckily I was completely alone during those hours.

I’m worn out. More gatorade and back to bed for me. And my body aches from being in the bed so much . . . seriously. I’m like a kid. Achey and whiney and can’t be satisfied. I’ll be back when I’m better.

Well I did haul a big bunch of junk to the curb for big trash.

I loaded some books onto my nook after converting the files. Something is amiss with my computer and the USB port…it had a really difficult time recognizing the Nook. Half of the time it didn’t. The other half it gave me an error message saying that what I had plugged in was using too much power and was disconnected. Makes no sense. Nothing else was plugged in. I don’t know if it’s the Nook cord/hookup or the computer. But I got a few loaded…Pride and Prejudice of Zomies being one of them. Huzzuah!

I have to write a Statement Of Pupose to get into grad school. I also have to submit a writing sample from previous work. What pray tell, would that be since my previous “work” was 14 years ago? Who the hell has a sample of that? (I would have but trashed it all about 6 months ago. STUPIDSTUPIDSTUPID) So it’s running a loop in my brain…can’t do it won’t make it not good enough they wont admit me how will i get in can i even write anything substantial anymore why am i even considering grad school apply at chesapeake drink the kool aid….

And with those voices holding open auditions in my head for the lead in Our crazyTown…I can’t seem to focus on anything. Not laundry. Not the papers in the back room. It really is close to 90 outside so I’ve done what I will do out there already. I need another pair of hands to help move the last thing for big trash, and there aren’t any other hands here so it will have to sit till next month. I hate needing help.

I’ve tried to read. I’ve tried to watch tv. I’ve turned on the a/c to knock the fog off in here and cool myself down. I’m itchy and panicky and kind of wandering around in circles. And I’m still pretty tired from the weeks work.

Gross.

gross gross gross.

maybe I’ll try to take a nap.

Holy crapalicious I’m tired. It was a good wedding last night, we floated both kegs, gave away the entire case of wine, served lots of bottled beer, cocktails and even a round or two of shots. We got everything wrapped up by midnight and I got home around 1. It seemed like the drive home was eternal…I slept with the windows open and the fans going and seriously just got out of bed at 10am.

Coffee’s brewing, and my CBS Sunday Morning is on the dvr and I’ve got a bright sunshine filled day ahead of me. Outdoor chores today. Tomorrow is “big trash day” and I’ve got a bunch of crap to haul to the front. I bought some weed and feed as well as some stuff to patch the holes in my yard. I need to do the first mow, and get things raked and trashed. Also, a beautiful gift from Chris and Cindy…I got another garden box! They were in yesterday for a quick quick trip to pick up the last of their stuff. I inherited a new garden! I already know where it will fit, but I’ve got to dig up and move a few things…I’m ready for this season.

I wish I had a bucket of money to landscape my front yard. It’s a dream. Someday.

Today however, I’m going to recover from yesterday, drink some coffee and go outside and practice being grateful for this day and everything that’s coming.

An entire portion of my tribe is gathering tonight to go play and listen to a band…and I’m not going.

My best friend has sent me a text saying that this guy she wants me to meet is at the lodge tonight…and I’m not going.

I am trying to be good. Trying to be grown up. I need to finish healing from this funky junk I’ve had all week. I need to be fresh for work tomorrow and tomorrow night’s wedding. I need rest.

I really really really really want to go out.

I need to save money and not go out.

Don’t worry, I’m already in my sweats and have clean sheets on the bed that I’m sprawled in. I’m staying in.

I’m being good.

In other news:

I get to see CINDY and CHRIS tomorrow. This makes me ridiculously happy.

I bought stuff for the yard/lawn. I’m working in the alleged 90 degree sunshine on Sunday and I’m going to soak up some Vitamin D and make some progress on this home ownership thing.

I feel so bloated and gross this week that I am THIS CLOSE to taking a fist full of Correctol. (cuz it’s mo fo a lady)

The program I’m applying to is English M.A. — 20th and 21st-Century Studies. I’d like to perhaps do an emphasis on British and American Lit someway, maybe since 1900 or whatever sounds good to the voices.

I just finished a book on my Nook. A Discovery of Witches. Yeah yeah yeah, take your condescending ideas about paranormal fiction elsewhere. I dig it. Clearly. I’ve accomplished NADA since I started it a day or so ago. Twas good and full of nice time travelly facts and a little touching of pink parts to satisfy the romantical side of me.

Everyone has been asking me about Facebook. “have you cheated yet?” I understand where their coming from…it does seem frivolous. Like starting a diet on Monday and seeing me at Chick Fil A on Wednesday. But this is Lent. And I take it seriously. I don’t cheat. I think it’d be really safe to say that I don’t cheat at anything but Putt-Putt. But I especially don’t cheat at Lent. I felt like I’d lost my mojo last week/earlier this week…but I feel better about it and seem to be pretty clear.

Abbylicious and The Vegan arrive next week from NYC! Huzzuah and Halakaleem! I’m super excited to see them on my turf and to have someone to sit with at Spencer’s wedding next Saturday and just to get some time with Abby. I’m just really excited for that.

It’s amazing how young Robin Williams is in Good Morning Vietman.

which reminds me, I need to go wash and slather night cream onto my face.

I am trying to be good, afterall.

 

FRIDAY!!!!

I’m feeling better. Not great enough to blaze the town tonight with my PseudoSisters, but better. I can breathe through at least one side of my nose. Huzzuah!

I got my undergrad transcript yesterday and WHEW! I graduated with a 3.02 gpa. That’s fine and dandy. That final semester though was a bitch apparently. The only thing I made an A in was pottery class. Seriously. I remember being burnt and dealing with the crumbling marriage and doing several shows. Apparently one thing I did NOT do was class/homework. At least I passed.

I now proceed to fill out the application for grad school. I’ll do it this weekend. I wonder if I need letters of rec or if those come later? Huh. More investigating.

Happy Friday, ya’ll. It’s going to be a gloriously sunshiny day here in the plains. That’s enough to make me say Halakalaeem!

but could someone get this elephant off of my head?

S’what it feels like. Last night was a mouth breathing only night. Seriously. I was swathed in Vick’s Vaporub and breathing solely through my mouth. I could have ridden in on the shortbus. I woke up with my lips all crackly and crusted over…good grief. Misti Ridiculous circa 1979. Gross.

But hey! I promised you some happy posts and because a) I pulled out a pair of jeans that slid right on w/o any persuasion or hand tools and b) because I went to bed at 9:30 last night and despite the cold, feel somewhat better…here it is!

I’m going on a field trip today with Job 2. Actually going “out into the field” as it were. The field being Roger Mills County. . . aka way the hell west of here. We shall be doing some work in the courthouse today, wrapping up a project. I’m happy for a field trip. I’m excited for something new. I’m excited to have a day out of both salon and office and on top of that? Caro has XM Radio in her car! Love it!

I don’t know if it’s the cold, or the brain juice of working through The Grad School Thing, or dealing with impending money issues, or the weather…but getting off track with the points and the workouts has me bummed as well as feeling like I’ve lost my Lenten Mojo. Somedays, I feel so good, so tuned in to what I feel I need to be and these past weeks? One big fart in the car. Contained and stinky.

So I’m hoping that a little field trip, a little sunshine and a little zyrtec will help all of the above.

Happy Thursday Ya’ll. Oh..and if anyone wants to buy me any of Elizabeth Taylor’s jewels? I’m ok with that. I’ve just wet myself looking at the People magazine spread of the gems…sigh. Can you even imagine? I mean seriously. I cried when I saw the Hope Diamond. Cried. I would be a freakin wreck if a man ever gave me something like she got. What a dame.

 

I’ll get my positive pants on shortly. I promise.

But first let me just tell you what’s frustrating me.

The amount of snot that my body is producing. And it’s whimsical decisions to either run like the faucet or sit in my sinus cavity as if it were protesting something.

I inherited an entire eLibrary of books from Trisha, and while they are actually in my dropbox, they’re MOBI files and I need PDF or some other type for my Nook. I downloaded some free software last night and have been trying to transfer files into that program so that I can convert and load onto my Nook…but it’s not working. I’m getting the rainbow wheel, and last night it completely locked up on me. I’m annoyed by this and afraid I’m jacking up my machine unknowingly.

I have a few appointments today at the salon, which is good. I like it. I didn’t sleep for the snot last night so this morning was a sleep in for me. No gym.

I feel like I’ve lost all motivation to count points or go to the gym that I enjoy so much. What happened?

My bedroom tv has some audio issues. I can’t get it higher than about a 3 or 4 on the volume or it’s blaring, and then it gets quiet. I’m sure it’s the way I’ve hooked it up but who has time to deal at this point? It’s just on the list.

My roommate and I have been talking about her impending departure. She’s still set to be in her own place July 1st. We’ve talked about how it will be my last link to my old salon, on a daily basis. That we’ll have to make an effort to continue this friendship. Some friendships don’t last through that phase. I hope this isn’t one of them. I’m sad to lose that and I’m sad to lose the extra money (there is no such thing as extra money) but the house seems to be getting smaller and smaller, like it knows we’re winding this up and it’s helping with the process. There’s 3 of us here, her boyfriend being the 3rd. And while I adore him, 3 people vying for one bathroom during the night, during the getting ready times, kitchen meal times…it’s starting to be noticeable where it hasn’t been very noticeable before. So I can tell that the Universe is starting to nudge us into a different place and I’m starting to think about living alone again.

I’ve ordered my transcript from USAO, I sure do wonder what my final GPA was. I’m gearing up to apply to UCO’s grad school program. I’ve looked at the other programs around here, and know that I want to go somewhere else to get my Ph.D so this is where I’m really looking. The location and cost are key functions. I’ve also emailed with a USAO alum who got his masters there, and is currently getting his doctorate at OSU. He really loved the program, and teaches on campus a few days a week so I may go talk to him. I think I’ve already lost out on the deadlines to apply for grants/scholarships/assistantships for grad school. Sigh. I’ve already wrapped my head around the student loans I’m going to be buried under. Gah.

I hate feeling the ick. It just dampens my entire mood.

I shall go steep my head in a super hot shower, pick out some positive pants to wear today and just giddy up. Is it humpday? I believe it is! Woop!!!

Between this sinus annoyance, and THIS NEWS topped off by THIS???**

 

seriously folks. if it weren’t for the chicken/mushroom/wild rice soup I’m making for dinner and the new episode of Parenthood/first elimination of DWTS tonight…I’d already be in bed.

**That little skank is going to drag him down. Mark my words.

 

I slept all day yesterday. again.
I accomplished eating. That is all. Oh wait, and I folded and put away one load of laundry.

I’m fighting some sinus stuff. I was around people this weekend who were hacking and coughing and though they thought it was allergies…I may claim otherwise. Drainage. annoyance. But I’m on top of it and didn’t mind one little bit that I slept the whole two days away.

I seriously, though, have to get my shit together regarding the taxes, the back room organizing, and This Grad School Thing. Also I haven’t been to workout in a week. Gotta giddyup. So much to do and so little give-a-shit.

Ok. That’s it for me. I’m heading into the office for the majority of the day. OH! Special shoutout to Lynn for conjuring up the software for my computer (free to me) that now gives me word/excel/powerpoint. Woot! Woot!

Happy Tuesday, ya’ll.

Yesterday I got up, went to church, which in hindsight was maybe not a good choice as I zoned out and halfway slept through the whole service…I came home and ate lunch and slept. Till about 4:30. I then borrowed Lynn’s computer to finish my work for Job 2—i dont have excel for mac on my machine—and that took several hours. More sleep. Today I returned the computer, turned in my work, back home with coffee and a date to discuss grad school via a phone call…I’m worn out folks.

This next week is going to be another busy one. I might get to go “into the field” with Job 2 and learn about some court house oil and gas work. I’ve got clients on the books so HUZZUAH to that…

Meanwhile today, it’s cold and dreary 40 degree weather outside. I’m going to let myself be a little lazy, then get into the back room and start organizing tax stuff…

happy monday, ya’ll.