trigger points and mind tricks
First thing's first, Happy Birthday Dad! 61. We had a nice dinner and some German Chocolate cake...mmm....
So I'm still struggling with congestion and my voice comes and goes, but I was absolutely miserable for the wedding. I was SO sick, but luckily I stayed doped up on DayQuil enough to get through it. The ceremony was gorgeous- we had a beautiful mountain resort all to ourselves. There were only about 20 total, so it was very sweet and intimate. Casual, yet very elegant. (We had champagne and smores.) That camera was pretty much glued to my side and I ended up taking over 1400 pictures! haha Needless to say, it's taking awhile for me to go through them all, but so far everyone seems to be pleased. However, I will say this: sunlight is my enemy. It's so damn tricky. But at one point at the wedding reception I just dropped the camera on a table and started dancing maniacally with Corey to "Crocodile Rock." lol Apparently that song is a trigger point.
(I shrunk these down a bit to fit the page.) There are lots more. I think my black and whites are the best.
So I'm now a sister-in-law and an aunt! Strange. We all teared up during the ceremony. It suddenly just became surreal when you hear all the official words being announced.
Work is picking up. A lot. It's a lot of Medicaid paperwork, meetings, and driving out to people's homes. Apparently I've gotten good reviews from clients (yay!) and my supervisor really likes all my clinical notes, so that's good. Tomorrow morning I run my weekly staff meeting to touch base about all my clients. In true Geri-form, I'm bringing candy tomorrow since it's Halloween. Geri was my favorite professor in my department. She gave us door prizes just for showing up to class. Little treats are always nice, especially for people working so hard for you. This afternoon I sat in with a psychologist (who was very psychology-esque...don't get me started) and afterward my supervisor pulled me aside and said, "Cami, I want to talk to about your gift during our next supervision." I asked him what he meant and he said, "This gift you have with people that Carl Rogers calls unconditional positive regard. Did you learn it or were you born that way?" It's a really nice, sweet compliment, but I'm wondering if he's going to follow it up next week with, "...because it's a fantastic gift but sometimes it becomes a fault. Now toughen up!!" I know these counseling mind tricks. To give constructive criticism you disguise it as a compliment. Or maybe I'm just paranoid. But I do know that I'm hypersensitive and empathetic to a fault.
I passed the aerobic instructor movement screening! Apparently not everyone passed, so I'm feeling pretty good. This means that I now have the green light to attend instructing workshops and audition to be an instructor in January. I have a lot of routines to memorize.
This weekend I'm doing some more house and pet sitting, training for the audition, billing, and editing more photos. Whew. How is it I go from no job to too many? And what the hell happened to October?!