...twitch.
I am hoping that my face is getting a little better...
every once in a while I can feel tiny little twitchings beneath my right cheek. Last night, my right eye twitched a bit, too. I do not know what it means, but I am taking it as a good sign, damnit.
I have to, or else I will just cry.
This has been a very long week, but I am so grateful for having forced the less than perfectly considerate ladies at the Glitterdome into letting me have an entire weekend off for a change. I normally do not mind working an erratic schedule, but since my body is still trying to heal, I need the occasional two days in a row off. And I have not had a whole weekend off since I started working again. Yesterday my favourite Punk and I crammed so much into those daylight hours as to try and make up for the time that we really do not get to do things together during the week that I was really wiped this morning. But we did get some very important things done.
First of all, despite my fears about the money, we ordered our new scooters yesterday.
That was the most important thing.
He is getting a Kymco like mine, which is a victory to me, but his will be silver with a backbox for extra storage and mine will be a burgundy colour. An extra good pice of news is that he is getting three hundred tradein value for his Green Machine that we originally bought for nine, so that is not too bad a return. And at first, we were going to get four hundred for mine...
but while we were waiting for the guy at Apollo to do the paperwork someone offered to buy my Phoenix outright for five hundred. I guess I could have asked for more, but I wanted them to feel like they were getting a good first-time deal. I mean, my poor scooter has been through four wrecks and a flight from a hurricane, and it has close to thirtyone thousand -(actually, about fifty kilometers)- miles on it... but it is a sound machine and the only real problems I have ever had with it is the speedometer cable going out a few times and the rightside mirror not being totally effective. So, when our new bikes get here in about a week or so, I will say goodbye to my beloved first scooter and hopefully let someone else fall in love with him.
It has been a struggle to save up enough money for this thing, especially since I not only paid for my own scooter but for a little more than half of my beloved's as well...
but I feel really good that we both will have good, solid, safe transportation before the Winter comes. Winter cold -(even such as it is here...)- is hard on our engines when they are older, and they are often hard to start. So now we will not have to worry about that sort of thing, and we will have two year warranties on our shiny new machines!
We also went to Scoots and bought my favourite Punk a new helmet, one that he will hopefully wear when he drives outside of the Loop. Even though I thought he should have gotten the one that was coloured silver so it would go with his new scooter, he picked out this wonderfully vibrant red one with a skull on it. I ordered a new one that should match fairly well with my new machine, just a plain wine coloured thing, and I will be wearing it whenever I travel outside of the Loop as well. Now that the helmet laws have changed, we have to be more aware of those things. Besides, I want us to be safer in general.
Other errands were run throughout the day, which added up to me being beat up by the roads and put me in a lot of pain by the time I went to bed. But we did go and see Nine last night, and enjoyed it very much. A bit predictable, but still very good. And the best part for me...
I did not get sick at all. I was worried about it after the last film, of course, and was very glad to have gotten through the entire film without incident.
So, now that I have depleted most of the money I have scraped together to make the new scooters happen, I will start working to pay into the mountain of debt from being Mayor of Cancerville. It is a bit of a depressing thought, knowing that I will never be finished with these bills, but I am glad to at least try to repay the people who have saved my life. And in the meantime, I will be trying to keep up with finding new insurance before my COBRA payments jack up to over a monthly fivehundred in about eight more months.
It is daunting, but a worthy cause.
I really do pray that Obama or someone can do something about the healthcare situation soon...
even if the policies do not come into effect right away, knowing something good and helpful is on the horizon might just be a welcome light at the end of this defeatist tunnel.
every once in a while I can feel tiny little twitchings beneath my right cheek. Last night, my right eye twitched a bit, too. I do not know what it means, but I am taking it as a good sign, damnit.
I have to, or else I will just cry.
This has been a very long week, but I am so grateful for having forced the less than perfectly considerate ladies at the Glitterdome into letting me have an entire weekend off for a change. I normally do not mind working an erratic schedule, but since my body is still trying to heal, I need the occasional two days in a row off. And I have not had a whole weekend off since I started working again. Yesterday my favourite Punk and I crammed so much into those daylight hours as to try and make up for the time that we really do not get to do things together during the week that I was really wiped this morning. But we did get some very important things done.
First of all, despite my fears about the money, we ordered our new scooters yesterday.
That was the most important thing.
He is getting a Kymco like mine, which is a victory to me, but his will be silver with a backbox for extra storage and mine will be a burgundy colour. An extra good pice of news is that he is getting three hundred tradein value for his Green Machine that we originally bought for nine, so that is not too bad a return. And at first, we were going to get four hundred for mine...
but while we were waiting for the guy at Apollo to do the paperwork someone offered to buy my Phoenix outright for five hundred. I guess I could have asked for more, but I wanted them to feel like they were getting a good first-time deal. I mean, my poor scooter has been through four wrecks and a flight from a hurricane, and it has close to thirtyone thousand -(actually, about fifty kilometers)- miles on it... but it is a sound machine and the only real problems I have ever had with it is the speedometer cable going out a few times and the rightside mirror not being totally effective. So, when our new bikes get here in about a week or so, I will say goodbye to my beloved first scooter and hopefully let someone else fall in love with him.
It has been a struggle to save up enough money for this thing, especially since I not only paid for my own scooter but for a little more than half of my beloved's as well...
but I feel really good that we both will have good, solid, safe transportation before the Winter comes. Winter cold -(even such as it is here...)- is hard on our engines when they are older, and they are often hard to start. So now we will not have to worry about that sort of thing, and we will have two year warranties on our shiny new machines!
We also went to Scoots and bought my favourite Punk a new helmet, one that he will hopefully wear when he drives outside of the Loop. Even though I thought he should have gotten the one that was coloured silver so it would go with his new scooter, he picked out this wonderfully vibrant red one with a skull on it. I ordered a new one that should match fairly well with my new machine, just a plain wine coloured thing, and I will be wearing it whenever I travel outside of the Loop as well. Now that the helmet laws have changed, we have to be more aware of those things. Besides, I want us to be safer in general.
Other errands were run throughout the day, which added up to me being beat up by the roads and put me in a lot of pain by the time I went to bed. But we did go and see Nine last night, and enjoyed it very much. A bit predictable, but still very good. And the best part for me...
I did not get sick at all. I was worried about it after the last film, of course, and was very glad to have gotten through the entire film without incident.
So, now that I have depleted most of the money I have scraped together to make the new scooters happen, I will start working to pay into the mountain of debt from being Mayor of Cancerville. It is a bit of a depressing thought, knowing that I will never be finished with these bills, but I am glad to at least try to repay the people who have saved my life. And in the meantime, I will be trying to keep up with finding new insurance before my COBRA payments jack up to over a monthly fivehundred in about eight more months.
It is daunting, but a worthy cause.
I really do pray that Obama or someone can do something about the healthcare situation soon...
even if the policies do not come into effect right away, knowing something good and helpful is on the horizon might just be a welcome light at the end of this defeatist tunnel.