What I did today. . .

-Took some of my belongings to Trent's
-Took the dog for a walk
-Cleaned out my stuff in T's basement (including dumping about two boxes full of crap that has been down there for over a year…and I mean CRAP). 
-Cleaned out my desk at his house, sorthing through tons of stuff, setting up my desk to my liking…
-Ate Tonight: pizza (w/onions, green olives, ham), caramel apples coated with sprinkles (Trent's idea - blech TOO SWEET), 3 Reese's peanut butter cups, apple cider. All of these party-type foods are killing the digestive system.
-Kept the dog calm while Trent handed out candy to all the neighborhood brats (I kid, I kid. — except this one kid…he asked Trent how many he could take. Trent said, “One, please”. The brat stuck his hand in the bowl and pulled out a handful. I had to laugh though. . .)
-Got two missed calls and two messages from Amanda, the roommate. The first I listened to. She said something along the lines of we should act like adults and not fight. Lol, whatever. She started it. I'm finishing it. By no longer talking to her. NOT going to call her back, especially because I got home tonight to find that I still had no microwave. Seriously, I may have considered talking to her if it had been. 
-Going to bed now — start volunteering tomorrow with Autistic children…

Not a very exciting Halloween!

So, yeah, I called my roommate tonight and left her a pretty nasty voicemail message with strict instructions to not call me bac and pretty much never talk to me again. I finally snapped.  

The last few weeks, as you all know, have been hell on earth for me in regards to her. She's taken the furniture, then there was the salt and pepper shakers, the toaster, most of the dishes. YES, they are her things. HOWEVER, up until a few days ago, when I told her I was moving out this coming Thursday, she actually wanted me to stay here until the lease was up. Now why the heck would I want to do that? She has made my life a nightmare. 

I snapped tonight over a microwave.  SHE TOOK THE BLOODY MICROWAVE. Now I've got zilch to really cook with, besides a George Foreman grill and I had bought only Lean Cuisines to get me through the week. Not to mention the oatmeal that I heat up in there. And for my veggies this week, I also picked up those new ziploc steamer bags (which ROCK). So she screwed that one up for me. 

This evening, she was over moving things. She never mentioned the microwave. She mentioned taking this and that, oh and actually asked if she could take the dishes. IS SHE NUTS?

I was going to pay for the few days that I'm in the apartment in November. But not now.  I can't live here comfortably and I have paid dearly for staying here as long as I have. 

Now I'll have to throw those dang Lean Cuisines in the oven. If she left me a cookie sheet.

Ok, granted, I'm working on a few different knitting projects for Christmas. Mostly scarves. But last night, I decided to embark on a brand new project — a baby blanket for my cousin Ilee, who was born last January.  It will only be about 30″ x 30″, but it's been very tiring so far.  It's just your basic garter/knit stitch, but it's in the diagonal.  I start the project by only casting on 5 stitches and increasing by one stich each row I go. By increasing that one stitch the way I am, it creates a very cool border. I have to work my way to 207 stitches, then work my way down. I'm only on 63 stitches so far. I've got a LONG way to go!!

I'll take a picture as soon as I get about halfway through, ie, when I get to that 207 stitches.

Oh, seriously, I'm going to become ill. I'm watching Man vs. Wild on the Discovery Channel.  He's wondering around on this episode in the wilderness of Australia.  So he's at first having issues finding water. And he needs it badly.  So, he PEES into his canteen. Because in order to survive humans CAN drink their own urine. But I didn't appreciate watching him pee into it then immediately drink it and listen to him describe the taste, etc. 

*gag*

 More than a week ago, I had brought Dan the plate of muffins…and he finally returned my plate, with a thank you note. 

“Melissa - 
Thank you for the muffins! They were delicious with milk like you said. Hopefully when things slow down a bit for me this week or next, we can catch up. 

It was sweet and it really made my day. I love making people happy. Love it!  According to our retired neighbors, he was going this past Monday to find out about the frequency of his chemo and radiation treatments.  The whole thing makes me intensely anxious and sad. Hopefully, I will be able to talk to him soon to find out how he's doing. . .

Eating healthy is what I have had to do in order to get to where I am. . .To the weight I'm at and to avoid aggravating my chronic acalculus gallbladder disease (yes, until I lost my job and health insurance, I was about to be diagnosed with this, meaning my gallbladder would have COME ON OUT — so until I have health insurance again I have to do my best to not aggravate the condition. I had all the tests done, but never got to go into the doctor to find out when I was going to be referred to a surgeon. Thank God it isn't life threatening. Chronic acalculous gallbladder disease (also called biliary dyskinesia) appears to be caused by muscle defects or other problems in the gallbladder that cause impaired motility).  

Long story short, I need to stop babbling and just get to the point. I have been eating such boring foods. Today's dinner included a grilled cut up zucchini, broiled lemon pepper tilapia, and pineapple afterward.  Blech. Really? Seriously? Yes. I'm that boring.  Shoot, we even go out to dinner, and I find myself just eating a salad, soup and maybe drinking a glass of wine.  I can't drink pop anymore. Not that it's good to drink anyway.  I really shouldn't be drinking much wine either.  And I can't eat friend foods. 

I'm just getting freaked out a lot, guys.  I'm almost about to take a job just to get the health insurance for the hell of it. You know, then quit when school starts in January. 

This week has been very rough for me.  My abdomen has really been in a lot of pain. Just in one spot. The sweet spot.  I had a gallbladder attack on Tuesday. And have been barely moving the last couple of days. And now my side is sore. I keep thinking that if for some reason I have to go to the ER and say they remove it? I know that God will not let me sink financially.  I also know that the hospital/health care system I rely on has pleny of oppportunity for financial aid if one qualifies for it. But who knows if I'd actually qualify for it. 

I'm freaking out.

… about what the people in the upstairs apartment are DOING. I'm afraid to lie in bed some nights because it sounds like someone is going to crash down on me at any moment.  It sounds like someone is running around like crazy up there.  And they love to play movies and music loud enough to wake the dead. . .November 4th is my out date. Almost there. . .

be true to myself….or to my bank account??

Because it is required by the unemployment insurance agency of Michigan, I have been applying for jobs that I think I might be qualified for, but not necessarily sure that I would actually care for.  Then today, I receive two calls. Yes, two! One, for an actual position with Manpower (not a temp job, but actually employed by the Manpower office itself) and another for a temporary HR Data Associate. So, for the sake of the rules, I have two interviews next week.

It's obvious here that I'm beginning to doubt myself.  I want a steady salary and health insurance and all that again.  Yet, at the same time, I have the plan already made out. . . working as a CNA then back to school to become an OT.  I'm beginning to freak out and worry that I'm not making the right choice somewhere along the way.  I'm afraid my volunteer work won't be enough. I'm worried I won't write essays that are stellar enough to get into this highly competitive program. I'm worried I will regret going back to school.

I'm worried that I should just do the simple thing and take a regular old 9-5 job. Which I don't want to do. Because I'm just too tired of the business scene.  Sitting in front of a PC all day every day is not what I care to do for the rest of my life.

I haven't a clue what I should really be doing right now.

Follow my plan….and not be out of school again until at least 2010….or take the easy road and go back to business.   

There was definitely not way I was qualified enough for it. They want 5-7 yrs experience with at least 3 years of supervision experience. While I still have all of my life figured out from here on out, I'm still a little bummed out at the way the whole thing turned out. . . 

Don't you just hate having a song in your head. . .that you don't know the words to….or know who sings it? Ack, that has been torturing me the last two days. Until I went to the radio station's website.   WGRD 97.9 Grand Rapids Rock Alternative (with the ever popular Free Beer and Hot Wings morning show) has the coolest tool. I'm sure that all stations are using it now, but you can look up what song was played when. So, let's say I loved the song they played at 7:30 or so tonight. I just click on the songs around that time, can listen to clips, and get it all figured out.

Except that with this song, I kept neglecting to remember what time they played it. So tonight, I spent over an hour clicking through today's songs. But found it. “Teenagers” by My Chemical Romance.