If This Is How My Week Has Started, I Do Not Want To See How It Will End!

I have had a week from hell.  I know for a fact that I have said this before...and probably on several occasions thinking that it truly was the week from hell but as this is MY Tuesday coming to an end, I cannot help but think about how shitty yesterday and today have been and how bad I really do NOT want to see how the rest of my week is going to play out.

Tuesday night I cannot sleep to save my life.  Seriously!  I tried closing my eyes and just laying there, willing myself to fall asleep and my eyes just kept popping open!  It was not until about 2:30am when they finally slammed shut...only having to open when the alarm went off about FOUR HOURS LATER.  I got up and felt pretty awake but by about 8:30am when it was time for me to leave for work, I had a horrendous headache.  Nothing worked!  I took Alieve.  I ate food.  I drank coffee (and lots of it).  I even broke down and drank a sugar free Red Bull (which is not that bad to be perfectly honest and HELLO...10 calories for an 8 oz can verses 220...Ladies and Gents I believe we have found ourselves a winner!).  It worked...but for only a couple of minutes after downing it and then the headache was back even worse.

The best way I have found to describe this headache (besides border-line migraine) is like this:  "Someone out there in the world got SHIT FACED last night and is walking around 100% fine...because they managed to pass on THEIR hangover to ME!"  Even my eyeballs hurt...opened and closed...I was just utterly miserable.  The only thing I wanted to do all day was come home, take a hot shower and crawl into my bed and just sleep and sleep and sleep the day away...but that was not an option.

I had been asked out for dinner last night.  I wanted to go home so bad but I also did not want to cancel because I was really excited to go.  I am glad that I went too!  I had a lot of fun and we were by the water and it was beautiful!  I will be going back there with my camera on a beautiful day and take pictures!  Maybe even ride the ferry and go exploring...

Okay so yesterday may have sucked total ass but last night was pretty great.  I was actually almost asleep by this time last night (with the help of three Tylenol PMs...side note...I cannot wait for Excedrin to be released back onto the market...I need Excedrin PM, Max Strength and Migraine like NOBODY'S business)!  I woke up this morning headache free!  I was so happy.  I thought that meant that today was going to be a good day.  Except for the fact that I did not get up to my alarm when I originally intended to so I missed out on my shower (never fret...I showered when I got home from work)...and remembered that I forgot to stop at the Vitamin Shoppe and get some more of my favorite Oh Yeah! Protein bars (Peanut Butter Caramel...I am telling you...AMAZING) so I had nothing for breakfast.

My stomach started screaming at me around 11:30am Feed me something other than coffee you moron!  I tried to tell it to stay calm...lunch would be in two hours and I would feed it something amazing!  I really wanted soup all day.  It was not really that cold out but it just felt like a "soup" kind of day.  Since I do not know where really good soup is in Snohomish, I figured that I would drive up to Subway and get my usual (6" Veggie Delight with a single serving of American cheese...it usually comes with a double serving...every single veggie they have and that is it...not mayo or mustard or anything) and maybe a cup of soup and just sit down and relax and enjoy my hour long lunch.  Boy was I wrong!

1:45pm rolled around and I asked if there was anything else that needed to be done before I could take my lunch.  Normally I get a "No...go ahead." but today I was told I had to wait until the tail boom was removed from one of our helicopters.  I was in shock.  I was starving and teetering on the edge of BITCH mode.  About two hours later, I was finally allowed to take my lunch but was told to only take a half hour.  You know what that means?  Healthy lunch 7-11 lunch!  All hope was lost when I took that first bite out of the Quarter Pounder Big Bite hot dog and any redemption was gone when I ate those Hostess cupcakes (both cupcakes were one serving so I enjoyed them).  I also snacked on some pepperoni sticks and Chili Cheese Frito's.  I tend to make very poor food choices when I am angry and in BITCH mode.

I tried to avoid people all day because I did not want to wound anyone with my mood.  It has been known to happen and I find it best to only communicate when absolutely necessary and to keep it short when I am that way.  I am so far from pleasant it is ridiculous and generally I am pretty nice...for the most part...but I get mean and nasty and not on purpose.  I am sorry if I bit anyone's head off today...it was not intentional!

Now it is bed time!  Until next time!

Day 23: Your Dream Job

My dream job is to be a profiler for the FBI.  I am currently working towards my BA in Psychology and would like to get my MA in Applied Behavior Analysis.  I want to get into the minds of killers and figure out who they are and why they are doing what they are doing.  If you have ever watched an episode of "Criminal Minds" on CBS, then you know what I want to do.

The type of medical discharge that I got from the Coast Guard included a code.  This code keeps me from EVER entering a branch of the military.  Because of my injury and discharge, I do not even know if I would be able to become an agent...and I am too terrified that the answer is no to even ask.

I would love to live in Washington, D.C. and work at FBI Headquarters.  I really teared up when I walked by this amazing and beautiful building in 2007.  I saw men and women walking out of the building and I just wanted to ask them all sorts of questions but I figured that even if I had shown them my active duty military ID that I had (because I was there for my medical board and was still active duty), they would still think of me as a freak and they were probably agents and would have thought I was suspicious.

From time to time, I check out the FBI website, look at the Terrorist list, Most Wanted, Kidnapped Children, Missing persons, and try to locate the physical requirements to become an agent.  Needless to say if I have to do a pull up then I am screwed because I have been able to build up the strength in my shoulder to do push ups but I have NEVER had the upper body strength to do a pull up.

Until next time!

Another Day, Not Another Dollar

Today is Wednesday. It's the middle of the week. It is supposed to be my third day of work this week. Sad to say I am home yet again! Here's how it has all gone down.

Monday
6am - Alarm clocks (yes...plural because I am so worried that one won't go off) go off.
6:30am - I am out of bed, putting on my make up and getting dressed to work in the office.
7:30am - I am informed to call a coworker to see if they even want me to come in...and this is after I have just left my house by getting a ride from someone else.
7:35am - Back at home
7:40am - Back in my PJs, curled up on the couch with a hot cup of coffee and start catching up on all the shows that I have missed lately.
3:30pm - Phone call comes in telling me not to come in the next day.

Tuesday
7:15am - Wake up...not to an alarm...and force myself to go back to sleep.
9:15am - Give up on trying to sleep
9:16am - Curled up on the couch in my blanket with coffee and watch MORE television.
3pm-ish - Phone call comes in telling me to come to work the next day in snow gear...only to be laughed at when I inform my coworker that I do not own snow gear. Why do I NOT own snow gear? Because I lived in New Orleans and the southern Oregon Coast for a combined total of 8 years or so...why would I have snow gear?!?
4:30pm - All bundled up, I proceed to "dig" my car out from under the eight inches of snow.

Wednesday (Today)
6:30am - Alarm goes off
7am - Second alarm goes off and I get up and add layers and layers of clothing. Socks, long johns pants, wool socks over the top of the socks and long johns, top off the bottom half of my body my one size too big jeans that fit just right. Tank top under long johns shirt under long sleeve shirt under work t-shirt, add scarf wrapped around neck then top off with sweatshirt and Columbia coat.
7:15am - All bundled up, I go outside to dig out my car AGAIN and start it to let it heat up.
7:35am - I give up on the idea of driving to work and get a ride in the jeep by my mom's boyfriend.
7:50am - Walk into work only to have my boss tell me that he was going to call me and have me come in later or maybe not even at all.
8am - Chugged a cup of coffee, smoked a cigarette with my boss and one of the mechanics, and dropped some Ice Melt on the pavement in front of the shop after my boss shoveled some snow.
8:15am - Boss gives me a ride home and I shed almost all of my layers.

Now I just sit here and wait to see if my boss wants me to come back in...not that I'm going anywhere because it has been snowing since I woke up this morning. I am not sure if I'll be going back to work today but if I do, I know that I won't be driving there!!! If I can ever get my pictures to show up in my email I'll post some pics of all this dang snow!

Too Beautiful Outside

I am not a huge fan of snow and I have made it pretty damn clear that I do not like snow. I have no love for snow. My love affair with snow is non-existent! Here is a video clip of a crazy woman that has an entirely to friendly relationship with snow!

"Gilmore Girls" Lorelai's I Smell Snow!

Now this is how I normally feel about snow!

"Gilmore Girls" Lorelai's I Hate Snow!

But here I sit in my living room with a cup of coffee, curled up in a blanket on the couch, watching the snow flurries turn into a steady fall of larger flakes that turn back into flurries and then back into flakes. I do not have many memories of snow. Growing up in the Pacific Northwest, it may snow during the winter but it very rarely ever stuck around for any length of time.

The first memory of snow I have is around Christmas time when I was really little. We went to my great grandparent's house, snow was all over the ground and I had a horrible ear infection. Not that having ear infections was an uncommon occurrence in my childhood. The next memory I have of the snow is slipping on snow and ice on the small hill next to the garage behind our house. Bruised my tail bone and it hurt like hell for days!

My first time driving in the snow was in high school. I had to drive down a steep hill either direction I went with a stop at the bottom of one of the hills. Had I taken that hill there was a good chance that my little 1990 Oldsmobile would have slid through the stop, across the street, and stopped in the middle of someone's living room. Okay so the roads probably weren't that bad but I really did not enjoy driving in it. A five minute drive to school turned into like a 20 minute drive. I ended up calling into work and not going because not only would I have had to drive up a hill to get home but then drive down a hill that was winding all the way to the hospital but then had to take the same winding hill in the dark after I got off work and risk ice.

The last time I drove in the snow like this was in December 2004. The day after Christmas to be exact. One of my closest friends called me up and asked if I wanted to go to the movies. Well the nearest movie theater was an hour away so I said sure and lets grab lunch while we were there too. I got ready, ran into another friend in the hallway and asked if he wanted to go with us and he said sure! I finished getting dressed and looked out the window and it looked like I was looking into a snow globe. It was insane!

It took two hours to make that one hour drive because apparently they do not know what or believe in snow plows in North Carolina but dang as soon as we crossed into Virginia you knew it...because the highway was clear! Anyway on the way home I drove on an overpass on the freeway and hit a patch of black ice and spun my car. I did a 270 spin in the middle of the freeway. Managed to not hit the cement barrier or any other vehicles but I was pretty shaken. When we got onto the highway back to North Carolina, I said that we were going to stop at the Circle K and I was going to drink a large cup of coffee, eat a Hershey's bar and smoke a pack of cigarettes and then we'd be on our way. I did get coffee and chocolate but I did NOT smoke a pack of cigarettes...even though I wanted to!

Back in the here and now. I must say that I am truly hypnotized by the snow. I am not looking forward to work tomorrow since I got a phone call saying that I needed to bring snow gear...which I do not own. However the coolest snow memory that I could ever have would be getting a "first" kiss in the snow. There's this super cute and sweet guy that I have gone out with a couple of times and he lives about a half hour away and text me last night that he hasn't seen any snow. I told him to come up here and visit with me and he can see all the snow he wants! Should he show up then I am so hoping to at least get a kiss this time! I just want to know what if feels like to kiss him and if it could happen in the snow I would be okay with that! I hate being cold and I hate the snow but I would deal with it!

Okay now that I have completely taken this post in a direction that I did not plan or see coming I'm going to make some lunch, do a bit of cleaning and continue to marvel at the snow! Maybe I'll take a shower and make myself look pretty again just in case this super cute guy does come up here to visit me tonight! :D

Until next time!