melaniesuzanne: (Me at SPWF2014 (by John T Riley))

April: IT FINALLY STOPPED SNOWING! Praise Jesus, God, Buddha, Allah, Steve the Galactic Fruitbat, and His Noodlyness combined.

Saw Lewis Black with the beau in D.C. We laughed until we cried and then took a moonlit stroll under the cherry blossoms around the tidal basin. Tres romantique. Was introduced to Bon Chon Chicken and OMG YUM. (And now I've given myself a craving for their soy garlic potstickers.)

I strolled with friends in pseudo-Victorian finery at the US Botantic Gardens and was accosted by a photo-seeking Harry Potter.
    victorian with HP
[ profile] pirategirleee and I attended AwesomeCon in DC and I debuted my very first cosplay: Fionna the Human. We had a blast wandering the vendor floor, seeing great cosplays, and meeting Maurice LaMarche (who signed my "Pinky and the Brain" DVD set) and Rob Paulsen (whose autograph line closed before I could get his signature). We saw Billie Piper and Cary Elwes from a LOOOONG way off and I walked by Sean Astin and PG saw Lou Ferrigno pass us. So many people wanted pictures with me, but my absolute favorite photo request was from a tiny Princess Bubblegum who tugged on my backpack to get my attention.

I because a fully-fledged divorcee on the 21st. Whoo hoo!
May: STEAMPUNK WORLD'S FAIR, y'all. OMG, that was so much fun. I devoted an an entire entry to that event.

Went to the beach with my best girls for Memorial Day Weekend. Our condo was in this bizarre wooden building covered with staircases and was five or six stories tall, but the condos were at all different levels, so you couldn't really tell. We called it Hogsmeade-upon-the-sea.
    hogsmeade on the beach
While on the Outer Banks, I ticked an entry off my post-weight loss bucket list: hang-gliding! That was EXHILARATING! I whooped and hollered and laughed my fool head off. Bonus: I stuck all my landings.

On the last weekend of May, the beau and I joined several thousand of our closest friends to ride around DC in the New Belgium Brewing Tour de Fat around Yards Park. After riding our bikes around the Navy Yard and Capitol Hill areas, we chilled with pizza and beer. The beau even rode some of the experimental bikes like the one with sneakers on spokes for wheels. A good time was had by all.
June: Local photographer friends held a Cosplay Photography day at their gorgeous Victorian-era home in early June. The beau and I donned our Victorian finery and our Adventure Time duds for lots of hijinks and shenanigans. This experience confirmed my suspicions that I have a face for comedy, not drama. Ah well, that's better than having a face for radio.     flower
I attended a Verizon Women in Leadership conference in New Jersey and had the most miserable business travel experience of my entire life. Yes, I could've driven (I would have needed a rental car per company policy due to the distance), but on paper it looked like flying would be easier. Ha ha. Due to terrible weather, my 8pm flight was delayed for over four hours and then I got lost during what should have been a half-hour drive from the airport to the hotel because my phone chose to crap out. I got about three hours of sleep before the conference. Thank goodness the trip back to Dulles was smooth.

I had a surprise waiting for me when I got back to work: a promotion and raise to reflect my increased workload and responsibilities. WHOO HOO!

The beau's dad and stepmother live on one of Reston's lakes and we spent a peaceful evening cruising about and grilling steaks on their pontoon. This was the most time I'd spent with his folks and they are truly wonderful people.
melaniesuzanne: (Rat)
It was really and truly wonderful, and one of those weekends you hope will never end. Friday night was full of laziness and then flailing about the new Sherlock series. (After having viewed an additional three episodes, I have developed impure feelings for Benedict Cumberbatch's sociopathic Holmes. Unf.)

Saturday was even lazier with me not rolling out of bed until the crack of noon. I spent a good portion of the afternoon catching up with a college friend whom I haven't seen in, oh, seventeen years? Good gravy. Then there was shopping which resulted in additional organization tools for the bathroom cabinet, cosmetics and fuchsia and purple hair dyes, a slinky dress, and the most adorable tankinis I've ever worn. And BONUS on the swimsuits: I got them from the REGULAR MISSES SIDE OF THE STORE. Boo-yah! (In fact, I think the tops are only XL instead of XXL and they may not carry me to the Outer Banks vacation in October. But, they'll get me through next week's dips in Mom's pool and excursions on the lake.)

Sunday was bittersweet in that we attended a going-away party for [ profile] chargirlgenius and family who are moving to Colorado. [ profile] snolan generously opened his house to us and we all spent the afternoon swimming, noshing on yummy foodstuffs, and visiting with far- and near-flung friends. Snolan even pulled out some port that was older than the majority of us for sipping. OMG. I had only a sip and it made me cross-eyed. More ports and a sweet wine came out and, again, I had only sips of each but I declared Scott the driver for the return trip home. It was terribly sad saying good-bye to Char and Jeff, but we'll get to see them in a couple of months when we visit Colorado. They'll have to show us their favorite hang-outs.

This morning's alarm was a harsh return to reality. I wanted very much to call in a mental health day, but that was more laziness speaking. Work is being gentle with me thus far and for that I am grateful. I'm sure things will get hairy as Bossman realizes that I'll be out of the office next week...

Zoom zoom

Mar. 27th, 2013 10:47 am
melaniesuzanne: (tragic cherry by scatterheart)
I'm not actually feeling tragic, but I hardly ever get to use this icon. :)

All paperwork is settled. Clear liquid diet is underway and I'd maim someone for even just a cracker so I can chew something. I don't know how people who do this for weeks and weeks on end tolerate it, but I guess I'll find out soon enough. On the upside -- because I am the eternal optimist even when complaining -- I have to remove the rubber bands from my braces only when brushing my teeth... I'm having a good hair and makeup day and will have Hubbyfink snap "before" pictures tonight.

Work is actually calming down a bit, mostly because I've been hustling to tie up my projects for the week I'll be out. Bossman hasn't started panicking but I expect that to start this afternoon or tomorrow morning at the latest.

Watched "The Hobbit" when I worked from home on Monday and then again with Hubbyfink that night. Was vindicated that I did actually recognize some of the locations from LotR when the video blogs showed the location scouting. The video blogs, by the way, had nuggets of comedy gold. No spoilers, but I loved the unexpected elf action sequence towards the end. (I didn't watch any of the vlogs during production, btw.)

Soooo... that's all the news that's fit to print for the time being.
melaniesuzanne: (une souris)

  • Work is still eating my brain. Happily, the panic attacks have stopped but some grumpiness and trepidation remain. Work is work.

  • No biking because it's freaking cold outside. I feel like a complete wuss for allowing the weather to cow me, but it's coooold. I'm rethinking this whole move-to-a-cooler-climate thing.

  • Ukulele-playing is progressing. Using the DVD which was included with the kit is making things go more smoothly. I've corrected my posture while adopting poor habits elsewhere. Tuning has become easier and I've learned how to tune the other three strings off the A-string. For some reason makes the chords sound SO much better than using the tuner for each string individually. Don't know what's going on there, but if the instrument sounds better, I'll run with it. I practiced for a couple of hours on Saturday and then for an hour on Sunday until my hand seized up (Saturday) and I got too frustrated with the fingering (Sunday). Late last night, though, I picked the uke back up and as I strummed VERY lightly so as not to disturb a sleeping Hubbyfink, I finally got the transitions between C, C7, F, and G7 down. I started working on G, but got frustrated and am currently letting my subconscious chew on it until tonight's practice.

  • The iPad no longer frustrates me. After [ profile] whitebird noted that Apple products are application-focused rather than file-focused, I let go some of my obsessive filing needs and started enjoying the gadget. I've been loading it up with various forms of media and have already filled about half of the 32G (28ish, actually) of memory. Obviously, I do not have my entire iTunes collection on there.

  • Actual Sapphire Bullets of Pure Love.

  • And speaking of music, I've been quietly fan-girling over Beecake. It started with "Please Stay" from the recently-released "Blue Sky Paradise" and then I got lost in their debut album "Soul Swimming". I do hope there will be some east coast US dates in the nearish future. They've played DC (okay, Arlington) before so there's precedent.

Back to having my brain sucked out.
melaniesuzanne: (une souris)
Hubbyfink and I had a VERY nerdy New Year's Eve which consisted of BBC America's "Doctor Who" marathon interspersed with the Lego "Lord of the Rings" video game. The game can be played either as a solo adventure or a cooperative venture. We've been playing co-op and having a fantastic time. Yes, we could have gone to a couple of parties last night, but we decided that staying home and being nerdy was our preferred way to ring in the new year.

I did not make resolutions for this year. HF and I decided, instead, that 2013 would be the year of learning useful skills such as first aid, CPR, orienteering, and the like. I'm usually prepared with gloves, an umbrella, wet wipes... I should put something actually helpful into my head.

I realized as I typed up a 2012 retrospective on my bike blog that my riding slacked off considerably at the close of the year. Was it the weather? Was it my overall health? Was it my love for driving my sweet little car? It's probably a sum of all three. My time spent in the saddle will improve and I want to ride farther afield this year.

Work is going to be stressful and exciting this coming year. My team has been transitioning into new responsibilities and roles and we've been drinking from the proverbial fire hose for a couple of months now. I won't panic. I won't. I'm going to OWN this thing.


Dec. 14th, 2012 12:57 pm
melaniesuzanne: (Merry Ratmas!)
Thus far, today is a good day. It's a refreshing change from how the other days have been. I mean, they haven't been bad but they've been stressful for both Hubbyfink and myself. I've had good news about several different work projects which has almost made up for the (many) times over the past couple of weeks when I wanted to burst into tears from frustration. Hubbyfink's project from hell will HOPEFULLY be resolved today and then he can finally no longer be a wadded up bundle of stress. Happily, neither of us has been taking our respective stress out on each other.

I received confirmation last night that the Arkansas-bound and Tennessee-bound boxes of gifts arrived unscathed. All of my shopping is complete, wrapped, and under the tree. Unless he's been hiding things, Hubbyfink needs to start his shopping. That's not entirely true. He ordered a gift for my brother (who's name he drew) last week (because I wouldn't let up on nagging him about it). In other Christmas news, the cats have not destroyed any ornaments (as of this writing, anyway) and the sacrificial plastic ornaments fastened to the lower branches around the center of the tree have done a fantastic job of both keeping the four-leggeds entertained and reflecting light back through the bare spots amongst the branches.

Obligatory tree photo )

The tree doesn't entirely look like that anymore. I have compulsively rearranged the ornaments several times to fill in holes and blank spots. I spotted the most grievous hole while on the sofa last night and Scott actually physically held me down to keep me from jumping up to rearrange again. I wriggled away by claiming that I needed to get my dinner from the oven and then zipped around him to move one ornament from a less-than-ideal spot into the hole. Much better.

We took to calling Oreo "Smaug" and Margie "Little Smaug" because they both jealously guarded the bottom of the tree. At this point, neither can fit under the tree because of all of the gifts, so Smaug curls up on his favorites at the periphery. I know he'll be happy to crawl back into his tree cave in a week and a half.
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Two weeks ago, I was the Dallas suburb of Richardson attending Juniper routing protocol training and meeting the Texas-based part of my work organization. The class itself was poorly taught, but my team mates and I -- who took a similar course this summer in Columbus -- caught on to more of the hows and whys during the lab practicals. The best part of the trip, by far, was the ability to schmooze face-to-face with people who I've known for years via email and conference calls. Oh, and since my Columbus team mates and I shared not only a hotel but also a rental car, I got to know Dennis and Ryan a lot better. There were a LOT of late nights: the final night in town was the first time we returned to our rooms before 11pm. There was a lot of drinking and a LOT of eating. Everything truly is bigger in Texas. We even caught an IMAX showing of "Skyfall" and it was fantastic.

I got home late on the 16th and wound up missing Holiday Faire on the 17th because I slept most of Saturday. Sunday and Monday were spent catching up on laundry and getting the house back into some semblance of shape before heading off to the outskirts of Murphy, NC, on Tuesday for the yearly family Thanksgiving reunion.

Hubbyfink must've bent space while I napped Tuesday morning because we made EXCELLENT time to Trisha's cabin. Our 10 hour drive took only 9.5, and that was with a 30 minute lunch break! I kept the speedo under 80 (most of the time) through the Smokies, so Hubbyfink must've been HAULING through the Shenandoah. Not only did we arrive at the cabin before dark, we arrived a full thirty minutes before the rest of my side of the family.

The days were cool and sunny while the nights were cold and clear. We built a couple of bonfires; visited and shopped the picturesque main street of Blue Ridge, GA; played our typical cut-throat game of Scrabble; watched the Macy's parade; watched the Redskins trounce the Cowboys; played Legos (I contributed the turkey to the cause) and puzzles with the little ones; hiked Trisha's mountainous "neighborhood"; and set foot in exactly one chain store for groceries. Everyone loved my little car and I even let Mom drive it to and from Georgia.

We got home not-too late Saturday night and caught up on our DVR'd shows while the cats showered us with oh-thank-god-you're-home-we-missed-you-so-much affection.
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The deer are back. Despite the broad daylight overcast but still bright skies yesterday afternoon, the first doe of the season jumped onto the trail in front me shortly after Smiths Switch. She stood in the other lane as I slowly approached, and then ambled off to the side of the trail. We eyed each other warily as I passed. I thought about stopping and snapping a photo, but I'm pretty sure she would have dashed away by the time I wrestled my phone from the pannier.

Now that I think about it, I should have quickly looked to my right to ensure that she wasn't a harbinger and several others were lying in wait to ambush me. I'll remember to do that next time.

Today's excitement was caused by a new facilities person who was busy changing out light bulbs along the corridors in the cube farm. He set up his ladder just outside my cube and I turned back to my computer. Seconds later there was the unmistakeable crunch of broken glass and a shattered compact fluorescent bulb lay right behind my chair. He apologized profusely and I scooted out of the way so he could sweep up the broken glass on my desk and carpet. I don't think I'll be hanging out barefoot in my cube for a while.
melaniesuzanne: (Work for plague by deliciouspear)
I used to like Wednesdays: halfway to the weekend, some decent programs on TV, halfway to the weekend. These days, though, Wednesday is my bane. Every Wednesday, I have back to back conference calls from 9am to 5pm. Every other Wednesday, the day ends with a conference call at 8pm.

Scott enjoys those every other Wednesday nights because he gets to play Xbox (on mute) as I conduct the evening call. Occasionally I'm able to whittle the call down to 15 minutes just to irritate (and impress) him. Heh heh heh.
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I FINALLY heard back from the nurse practitioner -- after multiple messages over three days -- and the x-rays showed no fractures. Dull surprise. She wants me to wear "post-op" shoes for two weeks, but seeing as how I've been hobbling around in flip flops for the past week I'm not going to worry about that. Speaking of shoes... I'm wearing actual, honest-to-goodness shoes today. Granted I had to take out the space-filling insert to fit my still swollen instep, but I'm not in flip flops. Whoo hoo! I'll be tottering around in my platforms before you know it.

This progress means I may actually ride to work tomorrow, weather permitting. I am unbelievably excited by this prospect. I had no idea how much I'd miss saddle time.

Next week I'll be in the outskirts of Columbus, OH -- Hilliard and Dublin, to be exact -- for vendor training with my work team. Since I'm all by my lonesome in the cube farm (the boss and two team members are in Ohio, one guy is in Texas, and I'm in Virginia), I'm super excited about being with the team for more than an afternoon (I visit the Hilliard office during my yearly week & a half camping trip in NW Pennsylvania) and meeting the Texas guy. My boss offered to lend me his daughter's bike while I'm in town, but might be rescinding that offer based on my crash record.

In other news, I need to stop staying up until the wee hours reading. I've been slogging through Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix which has been my least favorite in the series. The misery upon misery piled onto the kids by Umbridge left me feeling unhappy and not enthusiastic to continue the book. But things are turning around as the school year draws to a close and my enjoyment is rising. I'm torn between racing through the books so I can watch "Deathly Hallows: Part 2" and savoring every non-Umbridge morsel. I haven't seen that film yet and I have only a vague idea of what happens at the end of the book. (NO SPOILERS, PLEASE) I've also got a stack of other virtual books I want to get to, but... Oh, such problems to have.
melaniesuzanne: (Work for plague by deliciouspear)
PSA to locals -- My employer (Verizon) is sponsoring a Home Electronics Recycle Rally on Thursday, May 24, and it is open to the general public.

WHEN: Thursday, May 24, 7:30 a.m. - 2 p.m. ET
WHERE: 22001 Loudoun County Pkwy, Visitor Parking Lot
WHAT: Drop off your electronic items [and other items which can go in the usual recycling bins]

If you're unable to make that time but have an old computer or monitor or TV or something like that which you want to get rid of (for FREE!), let me know and I'll ferry it to work for you. I just ask that you bring the item(s) to me.
melaniesuzanne: (Oooh. Aaah. Ohhh.)
I was pouty that the space shuttle Discovery's final flight would happen too far east and south for me to see since my office campus is directly north of Dulles International Airport. As it turned out, we got a fly-by when Discovery reached Dulles airspace and flew over the airport before continuing to DC proper. After Discovery flew around DC, it did a final fly-by of Dulles and flew RIGHT OVER my building. Goosebumps.

Space shuttle Discovery
If you squint, you can see Discovery's nose and tail.

One of the jokers upstairs said, "Wow. Working for Verizon finally paid off." Heh.

And here I thought that the most exciting thing I'd see today was the tortoise that crossed the W&OD as I rode to work. The shuttle was cool, but I'm still pretty jazzed about the tortoise. It startled and hissed after I snapped the photo and I backed of quickly as it retreated into its shell. Didn't mean to disturb you, little guy.

Tortoise, and no hare
It wasn't much bigger than my foot.

Boss visit

Feb. 24th, 2012 03:39 pm
melaniesuzanne: (Work for plague by deliciouspear)
My manager has been in town since Wednesday night and it's been a fun time for me. No, really. I mean, it was weird not having him IM me every thirty minutes ("It's not every thirty minutes!" he denied. "Okay, maybe every forty-five minutes," I countered.) yesterday, but we were sitting next to each other during the seven hour meeting. I think he was messing with me today by IM'ing questions instead of prairie-dogging over the cube wall. It felt good being part of a local team -- even just a team of two -- for a short while.

His presence is the reason behind my radio silence here and on Facebook. I got a lot of data entry and virtual filing done. Plus, I finished up documenting how to build routers and provisioning templates in our databases. Useful info for the others in case I get hit by a bus cyclist and suffer amnesia.

He took Hubbyfink and me out for dinner at Amphora last night and asked if Hubbyfink would wear a kilt since he'd "never met a Scotsman". Hubs was only too happy to oblige and there was an uncomfortable-to-me discussion of what was or was not being worn under the kilt. Safer, and more comfortable conversations, included guns, trucks, former colleagues, and redneck upbringings.

His last visit was the first time we met in 2008. Hopefully he'll come back to Ashburn before 2016.
melaniesuzanne: (I'm on a bike on OBX 10/5/11)
I needed a chocolate pickup mid-afternoon yesterday and made a bee line for the break room where I saw a guy in colorful bike shorts and jersey. I nearly squeed. Nearly. Instead, I said, "Oh! You're the other biker!"

He looked at me, puzzled. I explained, "Mine is the white bike with the basket."

He immediately warmed up and we geeked about our respective five (me) and ten (him) mile commutes, organized group rides like the Backroads and Tour de Cure, and training for a century. Really nice guy.

This morning, the other other cyclist -- whose bike I haven't seen at the rack in about a month -- rode up as I walked from the garage to the building. I couldn't get a good look at his face, but I did notice the rain cover on his helmet and his rain pants. Not bad choices for the wet morning.
melaniesuzanne: (I'm in ur tubes)
I just received a call from a vendor's support team asking for someone named Douglas.

Me: You've reached my personal line. I don't know a "Douglas".
Rep: Yes, please see if Douglas sits near you. He opened a ticket and it has been open a long time. We want to close the ticket.
Me: I don't know a "Douglas". {thinking that maybe wires got crossed and they actually mean my RMA which was closed out at the end of October} What is the ticket number?
Rep: Yes, ticket number is [redacted]. Please open and see if it can be closed.
{Number doesn't match my RMA}
Me: That's not my ticket. What am I supposed to open?
Rep: Yes, the email.
Me: What email?? This isn't my ticket and I don't know Douglas.
Rep: Yes, the email with the ticket number.
Me: Look. I am not Douglas. I don't know a Douglas. There is no Douglas who sits near me. I DO NOT have an email for that ticket. That is not my ticket. Why did you call me and not Douglas?
Rep: I got your number from my coworker who helped someone at Verizon. You could see if Douglas is around?
Me: {facepalm} Sorry. I'm not Douglas and I don't know Douglas and I don't have an email for this ticket. I will not approve the closure of a ticket which doesn't belong to me and does belong to someone I don't know.
Rep: Ohhhh. So sorry to bother. Good bye.

Wow. Level one support is legendary for being... special, but really? Really really?

I looked up Douglas in the directory and sent him an email that the vendor wants to close out his ticket. Hopefully, he can get that straightened out.


Dec. 1st, 2011 10:14 am
melaniesuzanne: (Default)
What a week. Bossman is on vacation and I'm his back-up and most of Hades has broken loose. He called to check in yesterday and I told him that I had picked the wrong week to stop sniffing glue.* Things are finally sort of calming down and most everything that our team is responsible for is under control, thank goodness.

I've been biking to work this week. Yes, it's been cold, but the sunshine on my back, my scarf, and my helmuffs are keeping me warm -- a little too warm, in fact -- on the morning ride. Let's just say that the hair dryer in my desk drawer has been getting a lot of use.** For the evening ride, I swap my cardigan and scarf for the fluorescent jacket and am fairly toasty with that arrangement.

The worst part of the evening ride is the darkness; my little 2 watt lights can illuminate the trail directly in front of my tire and reflective items along the trail, but they're not sufficient for cutting through the gloom. In fact, I almost hit a ninja jogger last night (not even his SHOES had reflective bits). A 600 lumen MiNewt and a more robust tail light should be on my doorstep when I get home tonight. I do think that 600 lumens is overkill and I don't want to sear the eyeballs of oncoming cyclists (or motorists, for that matter), but I like the option of having that much candlepower on my handlebar. I'll probably keep the light at 250 in traffic and then bump it up to 400 when I'm in inky blackness. And I'll keep the less sufficient lights in my pannier as emergency back-ups if something goes awry.

Lessee, what else? Oh, Unevent is this Saturday and, for me, it'll be a day full of exchequery goodness. I have a bunch of reports to troubleshoot for local exchequers this weekend as well. November was pretty much a wash with getting that work done. I figure that if I can figure out what's wrong with the reports before the end of this month, we'll be good.

*We tell each other that line a LOT.
**Although, I worry that the woman who keeps using the restroom while I'm changing my base layer and drying my hair may think I'm homeless.
melaniesuzanne: (pavilion)
Personal Pennsic gear is staged in the entryway, clothes are hanging on a rack in the dining room, and the cooler is waiting for perishables in the kitchen. Everything but the cooler and my bag of street clothes is ready to go in the truck tonight. Hubbyfink asked me last night if I was excited about going back to Pennsic on Wednesday and I was not, to be perfectly honest. But today, now that the end of prep work is in sight, I have butterflies in my stomach from excitement.

Between me and the end of the workday are the completion of site drawings for three Canadian nodes, a mid-year review with Bossman, a high level design for a router consolidation in Bangalore, a staff meeting, and answering any emails which require my attention. Should make the day fly, right?


Jul. 25th, 2011 09:07 pm
melaniesuzanne: (Default)
Up - I don't have to sew anything for Pennsic. While procrastinating on ironing linen with which to make Roman clothing, I pulled all my linen dresses and boy clothes out of the SCA closet to see what, if anything, might work for this year. Happily, everything I couldn't wear last year now fit perfectly and a few items are actually much too big. I left the fabric on the sewing table and spent yesterday ironing dresses, tunics, and smocks. I cannot express how thrilled I am not to have to sew.

Down - Got into a self-loathing spiral after taking my measurements while celebrating being able to get into clothes. I've lost one inch on my tummy, waist, and hips since February. But but but... I've lost 10 pounds and I've been working out and and and... Of course, that would explain why I haven't done much in the way of dropping pants sizes in many, many months. Hubbyfink tried cheering me up by reminding me how strong I've grown this summer and how I'm able to do things that I couldn't do two months ago. I hate getting all tied up in numbers. I need to focus on how I feel and I felt pretty great until I pulled out that blasted measuring tape.

Up - The monitor, mouse, and keyboard Bossman sent last week arrived today and work perfectly. I'm so happy to once again have a fully functional workstation.

Somewhere in the middle - OMG Pennsic land grab is this weekend!!!!! Wait, this is totally an Up, provided the labor disputes don't turn into a strike and I have to give up my vacation. Bossman keeps telling me to plan on being able to go camping, but I'm still a bit fearful.

So. Happy.

Jun. 30th, 2011 12:22 pm
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Today is the first day in the past ten where NOTHING hurts. My muscles? Fine. My teeth? Fine. My emotions? Fine. I am so freaking happy that I could burst. I'm sure that setting the alarm for later than usual and dozing while snuggling with my kitties for the few hours between when Hubbyfink left for work and when my alarm was supposed to go off helped my mood. Getting a call from my sister didn't hurt either. We talked for about 30 minutes while she was on the road to Little Rock, AR, and ended our call because the cell reception was getting spotty and I REALLY needed to shower and head for work.

In other super duper happy news, I decided to try on one of the shirt/skirt outfits I purchased four years ago. I bought two outfits after I lost 30 pounds during the winter of 2006-2007. I needed to lose another ten or so to fit into the outfits. These two outfits have been hanging on my closet door since I started Jenny last August. Today, I am finally small enough to wear the outfits and I am in the mauve top and olive skirt with multicolored ribbon trims at the hemline. I'm SO happy. I tried taking a full-length photo with my phone, but it didn't come out. Y'all will just have to see me in person before I shrink out of these clothes. :)

Work's still hellacious and the issues with broken databases and stubborn network elements hasn't cleared up. Those issues may not clear up before I go on holiday, but at this point I don't care. I am going to do what I can today and I am biking to work tomorrow and leaving early to make up for all the late nights and I am going to make Hubbyfink take me out for Mexican food where I can get my queso and drink on and start my vacation right.
melaniesuzanne: (Default)
Work has been hellacious since we are in 2012 budget creation and justification mode. Bossman and I were in our respective offices past 8pm on Friday and were both in early and left late yesterday. Today's been only mildly crazy, for me anyway, and I've been able to almost catch up on the important and time sensitive items which got kicked to the curb since last Wednesday. Bossman and I are going over our budget deck tomorrow morning with GrandBossman. Hopefully things will be set up well enough that Bossman can go on his vacation Thursday and Friday. I'm heading to Memphis for a week of vacation with a clear conscience on Saturday.

Mental health is ... well, I'm not sure how to finish that clumsy transition. I feel fine emotionally. The healthy food and exercise and fresh air and keeping me in fairly good balance. I quit taking Celexa -- or whatever generic form of citalopram my mail-order pharmacy dispenses -- at the beginning of June because I'm contrary like that. The brain zaps are pretty bad. I haven't been hit with any of the other effects such as insomnia, nausea, confusion (beyond my usual befuddlement), or nightmares. I do get the occasional spot of vertigo, but I can't say whether that's withdrawal or concussion leftovers. Yay. So, I'm a month out and am hoping that I'll be one of the lucky who only have a couple months' worth of zaps to deal with. Please, God, let me be one of the lucky.


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