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Even more horrible than before I am!! *Ladylike swoon onto fainting couch.*
Soo.... I have 20 Things I Know To Be True to post... I have updates on my life to post... Blah.
Well, I'll start on the updates.
So... My boyfriend and his mom want me to quit the job I have because I get <6 hours a week right now so I can focus on getting a new one. That's just so much fun. Horrid economy means finding a job is hard as hell. She shouldn't've had me quit my job at the bakery just because they were having problems giving everyone hours. I'd have about 18 hours a week right now if it weren't for her. But. Oh well. So now I'm applying for jobs at all sorts of locations because I have a week to get a job apparently... but now more like... 2 days. When she first told me, and I got back down to the basement here, everything started hitting me, and mostly the worry about being separated again. I have issues as it is, even if they are getting better. But being pretty much flat-out told that if I don't get a job, I'm not going to see my boyfriend when I have separation anxiety and abandonment issues isn't the best thing in the world, even if they don't know I have these issues. When she called me back up to apologize for her tone and I started into tears, I flat-out lied about stress, about her and her husband arguing about money, as the reason for my tears instead of the truth, that I was terrified to lose my boyfriend. I need to call places tomorrow to see if I can get anything out of them...
And the family dog (his family, not mine) is having more issues. First, his heart murmur was getting worse and he was gaining weight (the only exercise that dog gets is barking at people and trying to eat them through glass), then he wound up getting an infection somehow and got penicillin for it.
Apparently... he has an allergy to penicillin. Boyfriend's parents woke up to him freaking out and leaking stool all over the place in their bedroom, pretty much a full bowel release. (Well, they didn't wake up to it, now that I think about it, but close enough.) They had him wrapped up in a sheet and boyfriend took him out to the car so they could take him to the vet. Boyfriend got really stressed out about that because Hershey's eyes were terrified, and boyfriend thought that was the last time he'd get to see the dog... Thankfully his boss understands enough English to understand the cherished family pet is in a crisis and let him have an extra hour or two off for break so he could go see him. (Oh yeah, my boyfriend got a job as a delivery boy, much to his dad's displeasure, since there's only one car atm.) I'm not that fond of the dog, but... I can feel compassion. They've got him at the hospital now, had him moved after a few hours of being hooked up to an IV, having some oxygen to calm down and having a couple blood tests run. Stressful day for everyone... surprised my boyfriend had that much of an emotional connection to the dog...
My parents are doing okay, as far as I'm aware... My brother's trying to get a CDL license, not sure how well that'll work out for him, being an alcoholic schizophrenic and all. He's trying though, from what my mom said... I think what I told him really hit home. "Are you taking your medicine? No? Then I don't want to talk to you. I will not talk to you until you do." in my firm tone. Hurt me to say it, but I was able to push it away since I knew it would help everyone, or at least hoped it would... My brother's done a lot of hurt to my family, but he wants a connection with me. I'm one of the few that can listen and tell him what he wants to hear, even though he doesn't seem to realize it and claims everyone else tells him what he wants to hear. Unless them telling him the truth is what he wants to hear and me telling him stories (essentially) is what he wants to hear. I dunno... It sucks all-around. Sandy and the others still need to be fixed. Mom's the only one with a paycheck coming in and my brother may have a heart issue stemming from my mom's side of the family. So I might be a schizophrenic with heart disease in the future. Yay.
One more thing to worry about...
I try to keep my head up, but it's hard sometimes... Sometimes it's best to stay in my own little world...
My tomato plants are coming along pretty well. Got two of them, need to keep them alive... get to give them nearly a quarter gallon of water each a morning since they wilt so badly. Hopefully I won't be going to Maine so I can focus on them, but... if he goes, I do, too. I'll see if I can ask someone to come water them. I really don't want them to die since I don't have a greenhouse. My cacti are doing fairly well, too... Repotted everyone, pretty much. Julius is not sitting properly, not partially buried. My stick re-pupped and is now sitting in better soil as is it's barrelmate. It's actually grown a nice little bit... I'm a little worried about one of my Oriental Moons though... It's stock got damaged pretty badly, so I don't think it'll really survive, but I keep watering it. Miracle Gro, too. Everyone's been getting some.
My DS is on the swift road to retirement, too... It's been cracked in the usual place that they crack. I need to get a replacement and get this one sent on it's way to being recycled... I'll email Nintendo later today or something... I dunno.
If anyone wants a Google+ invite, let me know.
Soo.... I have 20 Things I Know To Be True to post... I have updates on my life to post... Blah.
Well, I'll start on the updates.
So... My boyfriend and his mom want me to quit the job I have because I get <6 hours a week right now so I can focus on getting a new one. That's just so much fun. Horrid economy means finding a job is hard as hell. She shouldn't've had me quit my job at the bakery just because they were having problems giving everyone hours. I'd have about 18 hours a week right now if it weren't for her. But. Oh well. So now I'm applying for jobs at all sorts of locations because I have a week to get a job apparently... but now more like... 2 days. When she first told me, and I got back down to the basement here, everything started hitting me, and mostly the worry about being separated again. I have issues as it is, even if they are getting better. But being pretty much flat-out told that if I don't get a job, I'm not going to see my boyfriend when I have separation anxiety and abandonment issues isn't the best thing in the world, even if they don't know I have these issues. When she called me back up to apologize for her tone and I started into tears, I flat-out lied about stress, about her and her husband arguing about money, as the reason for my tears instead of the truth, that I was terrified to lose my boyfriend. I need to call places tomorrow to see if I can get anything out of them...
And the family dog (his family, not mine) is having more issues. First, his heart murmur was getting worse and he was gaining weight (the only exercise that dog gets is barking at people and trying to eat them through glass), then he wound up getting an infection somehow and got penicillin for it.
Apparently... he has an allergy to penicillin. Boyfriend's parents woke up to him freaking out and leaking stool all over the place in their bedroom, pretty much a full bowel release. (Well, they didn't wake up to it, now that I think about it, but close enough.) They had him wrapped up in a sheet and boyfriend took him out to the car so they could take him to the vet. Boyfriend got really stressed out about that because Hershey's eyes were terrified, and boyfriend thought that was the last time he'd get to see the dog... Thankfully his boss understands enough English to understand the cherished family pet is in a crisis and let him have an extra hour or two off for break so he could go see him. (Oh yeah, my boyfriend got a job as a delivery boy, much to his dad's displeasure, since there's only one car atm.) I'm not that fond of the dog, but... I can feel compassion. They've got him at the hospital now, had him moved after a few hours of being hooked up to an IV, having some oxygen to calm down and having a couple blood tests run. Stressful day for everyone... surprised my boyfriend had that much of an emotional connection to the dog...
My parents are doing okay, as far as I'm aware... My brother's trying to get a CDL license, not sure how well that'll work out for him, being an alcoholic schizophrenic and all. He's trying though, from what my mom said... I think what I told him really hit home. "Are you taking your medicine? No? Then I don't want to talk to you. I will not talk to you until you do." in my firm tone. Hurt me to say it, but I was able to push it away since I knew it would help everyone, or at least hoped it would... My brother's done a lot of hurt to my family, but he wants a connection with me. I'm one of the few that can listen and tell him what he wants to hear, even though he doesn't seem to realize it and claims everyone else tells him what he wants to hear. Unless them telling him the truth is what he wants to hear and me telling him stories (essentially) is what he wants to hear. I dunno... It sucks all-around. Sandy and the others still need to be fixed. Mom's the only one with a paycheck coming in and my brother may have a heart issue stemming from my mom's side of the family. So I might be a schizophrenic with heart disease in the future. Yay.
One more thing to worry about...
I try to keep my head up, but it's hard sometimes... Sometimes it's best to stay in my own little world...
My tomato plants are coming along pretty well. Got two of them, need to keep them alive... get to give them nearly a quarter gallon of water each a morning since they wilt so badly. Hopefully I won't be going to Maine so I can focus on them, but... if he goes, I do, too. I'll see if I can ask someone to come water them. I really don't want them to die since I don't have a greenhouse. My cacti are doing fairly well, too... Repotted everyone, pretty much. Julius is not sitting properly, not partially buried. My stick re-pupped and is now sitting in better soil as is it's barrelmate. It's actually grown a nice little bit... I'm a little worried about one of my Oriental Moons though... It's stock got damaged pretty badly, so I don't think it'll really survive, but I keep watering it. Miracle Gro, too. Everyone's been getting some.
My DS is on the swift road to retirement, too... It's been cracked in the usual place that they crack. I need to get a replacement and get this one sent on it's way to being recycled... I'll email Nintendo later today or something... I dunno.
If anyone wants a Google+ invite, let me know.