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The following is a partial list of things I inherited from my father:
1. Brown eyes.
2. Nearsightedness to go with the brown eyes.
3. ADD, and introversion to go with it.
4. Love of books. (OK, that's both parents.)
5. A fondness for fiction involving swords, guns, and/or explosions.
6. Nasal passages that are, in essence, allergic to seasonal and weather changes.
I love you, Dad, and so does Kleenex.
Meanwhile, yesterday I got a needle in one arm for labwork at the doctor's office, and a needle in the other arm for my flu shot, so now I have a faint bruise on the inside of my left elbow, and there's a sore knot on my upper right arm. Neither of which is unusual for me and their individual cases, but I'm not used to being doubleteamed.
Our client at work is also moving their loan customer service department to our site, and I have training for it next week. At 8 a.m. Those familiar with my sleeping habits know that 8 a.m. is a relatively alien concept for me. I am also far too good at ignoring the alarm clock for my own good. (Seriously. My cell phone informing me that I have a new message fromn the other end of the apartment gets bigger results than the alarm clock 2 feet from my head, because it isn't expected.) I'm sure the adrenaline and "OMG MUST GO!" will get me up in time when the time comes, but I've been trying to go to bed earlier so I can get up earlier and thus be moderately functional, but it isn't going too well yet.
Also, that's three work schedules within two weeks. (Current schedule, training schedule, and new schedule which I don't particularly like, but it's the closest they had to what I wanted.) Flipside is that the early training means I'll be able to go to the Adult Literacy Council Booksale next weekend without any trouble.
And I spent half my shift today decorating for Halloween and am very proud of my Macabre Table of Evilness, but I know everyone will spend the whole morning tomorrow messing with it before I get there...
In short, need sleep. And new nasal passages.
1. Brown eyes.
2. Nearsightedness to go with the brown eyes.
3. ADD, and introversion to go with it.
4. Love of books. (OK, that's both parents.)
5. A fondness for fiction involving swords, guns, and/or explosions.
6. Nasal passages that are, in essence, allergic to seasonal and weather changes.
I love you, Dad, and so does Kleenex.
Meanwhile, yesterday I got a needle in one arm for labwork at the doctor's office, and a needle in the other arm for my flu shot, so now I have a faint bruise on the inside of my left elbow, and there's a sore knot on my upper right arm. Neither of which is unusual for me and their individual cases, but I'm not used to being doubleteamed.
Our client at work is also moving their loan customer service department to our site, and I have training for it next week. At 8 a.m. Those familiar with my sleeping habits know that 8 a.m. is a relatively alien concept for me. I am also far too good at ignoring the alarm clock for my own good. (Seriously. My cell phone informing me that I have a new message fromn the other end of the apartment gets bigger results than the alarm clock 2 feet from my head, because it isn't expected.) I'm sure the adrenaline and "OMG MUST GO!" will get me up in time when the time comes, but I've been trying to go to bed earlier so I can get up earlier and thus be moderately functional, but it isn't going too well yet.
Also, that's three work schedules within two weeks. (Current schedule, training schedule, and new schedule which I don't particularly like, but it's the closest they had to what I wanted.) Flipside is that the early training means I'll be able to go to the Adult Literacy Council Booksale next weekend without any trouble.
And I spent half my shift today decorating for Halloween and am very proud of my Macabre Table of Evilness, but I know everyone will spend the whole morning tomorrow messing with it before I get there...
In short, need sleep. And new nasal passages.