Long update, much overdue
So, I haven't posted anything of substance in, oh, a month? Its not that there hasn't been whole heck of a lot going on, its just that (mostly) I didn't know what I wanted to say about stuff, or (some) it was really about someone else, and my involvement was periphery. Well... here we go. In no particular order, these are the things that have been going through my head lately:
Max. Things with Max are great. 3+ years, and our relationship is stronger than ever. When things are good, there doesn't tend to be whole lot of news - he's silly, and he loves me, and he's definately a force for good in my life.
Work. Um.. sometimes it sucks. A lot. Mostly it doesn't. The longer I work for the Co-op, the more I see the flaws, but at the same time, its such a better place to work than so many others. And hell, a job's a job. I'm not going to begrudge the fact that I basically get paid to play with kids, talk to people I'm feeding, and make sure people are taking care of themselves. Its not a forever job, but its the one I've had the longest, and I hope to keep it for just a little while longer.
Boss-lady. Some of you will know who I'm talking about, and if you do, you likely already know this. Those of you who don't, wouldn't know anyway... My bos has a confirmed diagnosis of ALS - Lou Gehrig's Disease. It runs in her family, and both her mother and brother died of it. She's not exhibiting too many symptoms right now, but will likely start to in a year or so. She's going to work for as long as she can and then... well, I don't know. What I do know is that she's an amazing, funny, caring woman and the fact that she has only 2-3 years left really pisses me off. I know there's no point in saying its not fair, but. Its not fair! I'm trying to do as much as I can for her at work. It makes me sad to know that we're going to loose her. And honestly, I'm tired of loosing people.
School. Its almost over! For now anyway. I'm graduating this semester. Finally! After 9 looooong years! I'll be taking a year or so off to catch my breath, pay bills without having to take loans, and hopefully get some work experience before applying to grad schools. This semester, I'm taking Ethnographic Analysis (the only anthro class!), a Bio course in genetics, Advanced Jewelry, and field school. YES! That's right! I'm taking field school! We're still going to China Lake, there are still scorpions there. Its confirmed. I'm really quite excited, but only because I'm purposely pretending I wont see any scorpions. The group going down looks like it should be pretty chill.
Mom. Mom is recovering from her surgery well, there don't appear to be any complications or anything. I'm going to see her this Sunday (and my Penoopers, too). She's doing well, and I'm so glad she went ahead and got this surgery done, it was really worth it.
Rats. Are quite ratty, actually. Cam bit me the other day, on the eye! Don't worry, she's not aggressive. Rats are like sharks, they bite things to see if they're food. It has been determined that my eye is, in fact, not edible. Cam is now trying to steal the cord out of my new hoodie. She's incourragible. Cas is mite free, and quite friendly! They've both been fairly well socialized, I handle them every day and make random people snuggle them as much as I can. It helps when the roommates poke their heads in to poke at them as well. Cas has become quite the runner. She runs on the wheel my mom got her more than she does anything else, it seems. We take it down ("deactivate") at night, and in the morning, when I hook it back onto the cage, Cas is usually in it and spinning before its even out of my hand. In short, they're good. Getting them was one of the best decisions I made last year.
Therapy. I'm back seeing Dr. Boyle (psychiatrist), who is just as nice and good as he was when I saw him before. I'm still on the Lexapro (with no problems yet), and will be seeing him again in a month and a half. My new counselor is... a little goofy. Within 5 minutes of the start of our first session, he had hooked up some contraption to my ear and explained to me how my heart and my head were out of synchronization, which was why I was depressed. Silly me, I thought it was a combination of chemical imbalance, experience, and lack of ability to control my mood. I see him again on Tuesday. I never like my counselors, so I'm giving this guy a little bit more time to actually help before I decide to ask for one who doesn't have a certificate in biofeedback on his wall.
Car. I have a car again! Max's parents gave me their old Saturn. It runs pretty well, and has only minor issues. I'm very fortunate indeed! I got them a bottle of wine as a thank you, but I'd like to do more. It needs a name, though. Any ideas?
Fitness. So, I joined the Davis Athletic Club. I've been using their treadmills (which have tv's on them! Seriously! How cool is that?!), and have an appointment with a physical trainer to set up a routine and all that on Monday. I'm looking forward to it! I'm back down to 192, and considering that I only gained a couple pounds through the holidays, I'm pretty happy with that. My ultimate goal is still 170, but slow and steady wins the not-heart-attack.
Did I leave anything out?
Max. Things with Max are great. 3+ years, and our relationship is stronger than ever. When things are good, there doesn't tend to be whole lot of news - he's silly, and he loves me, and he's definately a force for good in my life.
Work. Um.. sometimes it sucks. A lot. Mostly it doesn't. The longer I work for the Co-op, the more I see the flaws, but at the same time, its such a better place to work than so many others. And hell, a job's a job. I'm not going to begrudge the fact that I basically get paid to play with kids, talk to people I'm feeding, and make sure people are taking care of themselves. Its not a forever job, but its the one I've had the longest, and I hope to keep it for just a little while longer.
Boss-lady. Some of you will know who I'm talking about, and if you do, you likely already know this. Those of you who don't, wouldn't know anyway... My bos has a confirmed diagnosis of ALS - Lou Gehrig's Disease. It runs in her family, and both her mother and brother died of it. She's not exhibiting too many symptoms right now, but will likely start to in a year or so. She's going to work for as long as she can and then... well, I don't know. What I do know is that she's an amazing, funny, caring woman and the fact that she has only 2-3 years left really pisses me off. I know there's no point in saying its not fair, but. Its not fair! I'm trying to do as much as I can for her at work. It makes me sad to know that we're going to loose her. And honestly, I'm tired of loosing people.
School. Its almost over! For now anyway. I'm graduating this semester. Finally! After 9 looooong years! I'll be taking a year or so off to catch my breath, pay bills without having to take loans, and hopefully get some work experience before applying to grad schools. This semester, I'm taking Ethnographic Analysis (the only anthro class!), a Bio course in genetics, Advanced Jewelry, and field school. YES! That's right! I'm taking field school! We're still going to China Lake, there are still scorpions there. Its confirmed. I'm really quite excited, but only because I'm purposely pretending I wont see any scorpions. The group going down looks like it should be pretty chill.
Mom. Mom is recovering from her surgery well, there don't appear to be any complications or anything. I'm going to see her this Sunday (and my Penoopers, too). She's doing well, and I'm so glad she went ahead and got this surgery done, it was really worth it.
Rats. Are quite ratty, actually. Cam bit me the other day, on the eye! Don't worry, she's not aggressive. Rats are like sharks, they bite things to see if they're food. It has been determined that my eye is, in fact, not edible. Cam is now trying to steal the cord out of my new hoodie. She's incourragible. Cas is mite free, and quite friendly! They've both been fairly well socialized, I handle them every day and make random people snuggle them as much as I can. It helps when the roommates poke their heads in to poke at them as well. Cas has become quite the runner. She runs on the wheel my mom got her more than she does anything else, it seems. We take it down ("deactivate") at night, and in the morning, when I hook it back onto the cage, Cas is usually in it and spinning before its even out of my hand. In short, they're good. Getting them was one of the best decisions I made last year.
Therapy. I'm back seeing Dr. Boyle (psychiatrist), who is just as nice and good as he was when I saw him before. I'm still on the Lexapro (with no problems yet), and will be seeing him again in a month and a half. My new counselor is... a little goofy. Within 5 minutes of the start of our first session, he had hooked up some contraption to my ear and explained to me how my heart and my head were out of synchronization, which was why I was depressed. Silly me, I thought it was a combination of chemical imbalance, experience, and lack of ability to control my mood. I see him again on Tuesday. I never like my counselors, so I'm giving this guy a little bit more time to actually help before I decide to ask for one who doesn't have a certificate in biofeedback on his wall.
Car. I have a car again! Max's parents gave me their old Saturn. It runs pretty well, and has only minor issues. I'm very fortunate indeed! I got them a bottle of wine as a thank you, but I'd like to do more. It needs a name, though. Any ideas?
Fitness. So, I joined the Davis Athletic Club. I've been using their treadmills (which have tv's on them! Seriously! How cool is that?!), and have an appointment with a physical trainer to set up a routine and all that on Monday. I'm looking forward to it! I'm back down to 192, and considering that I only gained a couple pounds through the holidays, I'm pretty happy with that. My ultimate goal is still 170, but slow and steady wins the not-heart-attack.
Did I leave anything out?