so many things
what a harrying mix of events and emotions. holy fucking shit is probably an understatement.
first of all, amonynous - you were totally right about Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter....and Spring. that was awesome. and much more simple and 'real' than many of the martial arts films coming out lately. beautiful. thanks for the strong recommendation, otherwise i might not have remembered.
quite the shit day. a well-emphasized shite, with that good heavy Irish brogue might begin to describe it. got called in to work early, as Laura is sick. that meant getting woken up by the phone at 7:45 this morning. mind you i'm usually getting out of bed around 9:30 to be at work for 11. ouch. looking out the window, i see that we've accumulated several inches of snow overnight, and come to the understanding that my (non-functional) car will be towed if i can't get it off the street.
so Laura and Scott come over, and we tow my Jeep with his Jeep, around to the back of the house. a pretty impressive operation, if i do say so. well, along the way, scott accidentally ran over a plastic watering can that belonged to the next door neighbor. this neighbor has already been meddling with the way that i take care of and train my cat. i'm not happy with that. anyway, she comes out onto her back porch, screaming obscenities, calling us all fucking idiots, and proclaiming that she's calling the cops. she also accused us of 'ruining her grill', which did not in fact have a scratch. i tried talking to her, thinking that if she knew it was me & not someone random, she might understand it was an accident, and let up a little. nothing doing. she only directed her yelling at me, calling me inconsiderate, and saying that my landlord will be "getting an earfull" when he gets back from Thailand.
attempting to talk to her was like screaming in the face of an active volcano. no matter what i tried to say or how, there was no reception. she just couldn't hear it. i left that situation very relieved that my car was safe from towing, but livid at the exchange with my neighbor.
i went over there a little while later, after getting ready for work, to give her money to replace the watering can, and apologize. she won't let me. she opens the door, and says, "what." flat, angry. closed. i tell her i want to give her five dollars to replace the broken watering can. she's on the phone this whole time - with who, i don't know. she replies, "i'm having someone else take care of that." and closes the door in my face. what exactly she'll attempt to reconcile this is beyond me. wait & see, i guess.
i feel a myriad of emotions with a situation like this. i am frustrated, feel helpless, and also feel incredulous of the whole thing. it's truly fucking ridiculous. it's a watering can. plastic. maybe $2 at Walmart. take me to judge Judy, what else are you gonna do? but i don't like the idea of being in 'bad graces' with the neighbor, because it no doubt extends to her husband, as well as other neighbors she likes to gossip with. at the same time, i am very sure of my position in this. i know that i'm not wrong in any way. an accident occured, where there was a casualty, but luckily it can be replaced. if she can't let go of this, that's her problem.
anyway, work sucked too. oh yeah, and i fell on my ass in the snow walking from my house to hers to apologize. what the fuck. now i'm sore. so, other highlights of my day: a patient completely dictated to me, which was very uncomfortable and frustrating. he basically said that if we didn't charge him what he wanted, he'd never come back. well poo on you, asshole.
i worked 12 1/2 hours. i got a 15-minute break to eat, and i got to sneak an adjustment in. most of the day went ok, just long. i was training a new person, which takes a lot of energy. she's actually learning really quickly, and i was glad to have her help. but it's still draining.
toward the end of the night, i learned that we needed to compile and fax a patient's problematic insurance information to her attorney tonight, because he's meeting with them tomorrow. we'll call that the cherry on top. :)
as i was finishing things up, my mom called me. she told me some amazing news, which helped to turn my night around. she told me that once i meet with a tax attorney this week and (hopefully) get my $4000 bill with the IRS reduced, that she'll be able to pay what's left. oh wow. this is incredible. this means that i'll actually be able to SAVE for school, and apply without having to take out a bank loan. i cried when she told me this. i will still be pursuing at least some of this balance from my boss, as this whole situation came about because of being a subcontractor last year, which is totally erroneous.
but this means life. dreams. that maybe things really will be ok.
ah yes. a primal scream into a pillow helps too.