Wednesday, March 18, 2009
forced lefty
any of you having a problem with sore hands from texting? lately with all of the time off due to illness and travel I've been forced to communicate using my blackberry more often than usual. About two weeks ago I began to experience extreme pain in my right thumb all the way up my forearm. Today, maybe 6 texts and my hand was swollen and killing me! My family has a history of arthritis so I am concerned. I also met a lady recently who had to have surgery on her tendon on her right thumb due to texting! So, I have decided to teach myself to write, mouse, virtually everything with my left hand. Decided that at lunch today. Needless to say, nobody in the office can read any of my communications since noon! It looks like my nephew wrote whatever I wrote! Ambidextrous is my goal. To help deal with the situation I plan to be able to do everything with both hands. Its fun getting old! What about all those kids texting 300 times a day? What does the future of their thumbs hold? Only time will tell!
Monday, March 16, 2009
big trucks and guns
just traveled a week in Texas with my boss. Every client we saw picked us up in a big huge four door pick-up truck! everyone has guns. everyone hunts for food. apparently outside of Austin there is an abundance of "wild bore" which translates to pork chops to the locals. Yep, never in my life have I had a conversation where the words "I shot that pig so my freezer is full of pork" in it. I heard those pigs from Austin are "some of the best tasting anywhere"... These are a few of the discussions had in Texas! You will also notice people walking around with automatic 45's on their hip. Gotta love Texas y'all!
Monday, March 9, 2009
bounce house and taxes!
So, last Sunday, after a whole week of recovering from that freaking surgery I was ready to do something. My computer had died on Friday so I figured it was a good time to begin my Tax Preparation. Already a headache waiting to happen!
Of course, procrastination is key on a project like this one! Run some errands, eat, walk around some, dance a bit, maybe a few phone calls, anything to avoid the inevitable. Finally I'm ready to sit down and get serious and I look out my window. Right behind my place is a big blown up castle bounce house! UGH! The kids behind me were having a birthday party... fun for them! Figure 2-3 hours and it'll be over. NOT! these were big kids 9,10,11 years old?... they don't tire as easily! They were screaming for at least 3 hours constantly! My head was pounding as I tried to focus. I was bummed out cuz I wanted to go jump with them too!!!
Eventually I began to call for help. I finally reached my friend Tammy and told her if I couldn't come over to her place I would be dead on the floor at my place! Death by taxes, screaming and the bounce house!... WHEW! I escaped!!!
I got home late, much later. It was after 9pm and dark out. That thing was still up! GRRRRR!!! They finally took it down and stopped with it soon after. I survived. NO, my taxes are not ready! I'll be ready by the time my appointment with my accountant arrives though.
Of course, procrastination is key on a project like this one! Run some errands, eat, walk around some, dance a bit, maybe a few phone calls, anything to avoid the inevitable. Finally I'm ready to sit down and get serious and I look out my window. Right behind my place is a big blown up castle bounce house! UGH! The kids behind me were having a birthday party... fun for them! Figure 2-3 hours and it'll be over. NOT! these were big kids 9,10,11 years old?... they don't tire as easily! They were screaming for at least 3 hours constantly! My head was pounding as I tried to focus. I was bummed out cuz I wanted to go jump with them too!!!
Eventually I began to call for help. I finally reached my friend Tammy and told her if I couldn't come over to her place I would be dead on the floor at my place! Death by taxes, screaming and the bounce house!... WHEW! I escaped!!!
I got home late, much later. It was after 9pm and dark out. That thing was still up! GRRRRR!!! They finally took it down and stopped with it soon after. I survived. NO, my taxes are not ready! I'll be ready by the time my appointment with my accountant arrives though.
Friday, March 6, 2009
by the way
after all the drama I should report that I am finally feeling almost all better after the IUD removal last week. whew! thanks for any and all concern and well wishes!
from zero to a million!
WOW!!!! what a week! by the way, my at home computer died last friday night, therefore I have no way to update here unless I'm at work. I'm grateful to say I've been too busy this week to even take a moment to catch up. A lot of funny events to share with no time to do so!... Chocolate overdose with goobaly cake! bounce house headache and taxes! running late for dinner with clients! Very creative and excessively bitchy today! More as soon as I can. Don't forget to "SPRING AHEAD" SUNDAY!
Thursday, February 26, 2009
jumped the gun
so, driving to and from work today felt like I was drunk driving... scary! probably should have skipped it I guess. Didn't realize it until I was already on the road. Had to deal with some stuff too. Glad I went in regardless. happy I made it home safely too. Probably need another day or so of rest. crazy!
back to work
ok, its interesting to note how long anesthesia stays in your system. as I was driving to work this morning I realized I was still high! was a bit scared to be driving... having said that, as co-workers asked how I was feeling my response has been "tired, sore and stoned"... that's true.
I've been typing all day, like usual, but today my hands are killing me. I looked down and was reminded that each hand has a huge bruise on it. the left one was an unsuccessful attempt to put an IV in and the right one was successful. So, more pain... nice!
I brought a vicodin to the office with me just in case. yes, I took it. now I feel like I'm sitting on hot needles with shooting pains, at a bar having had a martini or two. fun stuff! more will be revealed.
I've been typing all day, like usual, but today my hands are killing me. I looked down and was reminded that each hand has a huge bruise on it. the left one was an unsuccessful attempt to put an IV in and the right one was successful. So, more pain... nice!
I brought a vicodin to the office with me just in case. yes, I took it. now I feel like I'm sitting on hot needles with shooting pains, at a bar having had a martini or two. fun stuff! more will be revealed.
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