work + alcohol = babies?
I think it's about time to rekindle the relationship between me and my blog. It's been a while, and I'm normally pretty good at keeping things going. It's the procrastinator in me, I guess. That and I've been really busy with work and stuff. Very busy. I actually came home to a refreshing glass (or two??) of Malibu and pineapple juice last week.....something I haven't done for a while. I think the last time I came home from work and had a drink was when I quit the Alex. Oops. Yeah, I'm so bad.
I try to keep work and the nature of my drinking separate. Sometimes being a nurse means you take work home with you, which is not necessarily healthy. I have better ways of dealing with that than indulging in a pina colata, long island iced tea, or other girly drinks which don't include sambucca. Record numbers of babies, "pour and cut" c-sections, teaching very very nervous nursing students, stillbirths, staffing shortages, and night shifts have taken their toll.
But anyways, enough of my ranting about work. I love my job, really.
So yeah. I'm having a lazy day today, which is probably not the best thing I could be doing. The sun is out, and I'm not at work. I have laundry to do and the bank to visit. And yet I am here on my computer still in my pj's and slippers. Oh well. Recharging my batteries I guess.
I suppose while I'm here I should update. I seem to be ranting about random things, so I might as well keep you all posted with my life. Firstly I'm going to Chicago!!! Yay! Ok, so I know I said that in my last entry, but it's for serious. Things are booked and paid for. Plans are made. Much fun will be had:) I'm excited!
Second, I'm waiting on tender hooks to hear about my status at work. My temporary position (which is now extended until July 12th) is reposted as a permanent position, and I applied for it. Along with a few others. I have never been "permanent" before. All my other jobs....including Mewburn and Oilers.....I knew I wouldn't be there for long, so I wasn't doing any long-term planning or commitments. I think it will be exciting to be a part of something I enjoy permanently. Crossing my fingers....
Third, apparently I'm going to be meeting a bunch of old friends I haven't seen in forever next weekend:) I work nights of course, but I could forgo some sleep to visit. Good times will be had, I haven't seen some of these people in years! Facebook is good for some things.
Yeah and stuff. I don't know if there is much else to say. I guess I've just been really busy that what I thought was a lot to update wasn't really that much at all. Oh well. I'll just busy myself by counting down the days....
12 more sleeps:)
secret lemonade
Have you heard of the secret? You probably have and are living your life by it without even knowing it. Or if you are like me, you are ashamed to admit that you found out about it from Oprah. Want the low-down???
It's pretty simple, really. Be positive, and positive things will come your way.
Now that I have spoiled the surprise for those of you who were in the dark about the secret, I have a story to tell. For a long time, life has given me lemons. For a long time, I have been forced to make lemonade out of those lemons. Though my lemons haven't always been the most sour (PRi has had her share of those), I swear I have a grove in my yard from the amount of lemons I've had over the years. I'm tired of lemons. I'm tired of putting all of my efforts into making lemonade. Then along came the secret.
I had thought I was being as positive as I could with my lemons. I still had my health. I had a loving family. I had a roof over my head. Around New Years sometime, I decided it wasn't going to be worth worrying about all the little things anymore. I even think that was my resolution of some sort. Who cares if you screwed up today? Tomorrow will be different. I have been doing my best to keep that resolution, albeit most days I wasn't thinking about it, or paying attention to what I was doing. But after one long day shift, I came home to a commercial for Oprah's next show....about the secret. I saw the first 20 minutes or so, having to make dinner afterwards, but I think it made me reflect on what has been going on lately. My temporary position is extended until July. I had a nice tax return in which I am spending some on myself to go to Chicago. I am feeling more and more confident at work. New staff tell me they think I have been working there for years....when it's only really been one year since my hire date. I feel better (despite my trip to the medicentre....chest x-ray....and prescription medication), but boy am I glad we have our health care system. It's a sunny and warm weekend....and I'm not at work. And I went bathing suit shopping yesterday.
I bought one about a year and a half ago when I went to Lake Louise, but I seem to have lost the bottoms. Oh well. I'm not worrying about it. I went to one of the more expensive stores because I knew they would have more selection, and despite feeling fat (who doesn't when bathing suit shopping???), I found a tankini that I love. I felt sexy. Big, but sexy. So I bought it. And it was on sale. I didn't notice the tall, incredibly skinny girls who were shopping there with their tall and skinny friends and showing off their bikinis to each other. Whatever. It's all about how you feel about yourself, isn't it??
I can't wait to go swimming!
Nurses make the worst patients
I woke up this morning to more dam snow. Well, I say "woke up" because I crawled out of bed hours before my alarm and trudged downstairs with the feeling that I have only slept 3 hours. Maybe it's because I really did sleep 3 hours. I have been up all night with a nagging sort of stupid cough that I think has more to do with some sort of chest infection than anything. But being a nurse, I am also a hypochondriac. I think I have asthma. Or allergies from the snow mould (that conveniently got covered up by more snow). Perhaps it is my feather pillows. In any case, my cough kept me up all night, unrelieved by cough drops, water, Vicks, tea, and my "good" cough syrup with codeine. The coughing I can deal with, but the thing that is bothering me the most is the fact that I can't breathe properly. So much effort.
But yet I find time to write a blog entry and spend some quality time with Facebook.
Now if I was like most other people, at the first sign of something wrong I would have taken myself to the already-clogged-with-people emergency room. But I'm just sitting here and being stubborn. Maybe because the last place I want to be is in emerg, or maybe because I feel like I'm being paranoid, or maybe because I have no desire to leave my house to drive through the slushy streets, but I am hesitating finding a cause to my problem. I don't know if I'm going to like what I hear. I don't want to end up feeling like an idiot because I went to see a doctor about a cold. A stupid cold. I see enough of that at work......"My baby's foot is under my ribs, and it hurts". Well, what do you want me to do about it???
*sigh* I guess I better get myself to the medicentre.
Happy Easter
I head home (to Morgan's) for Easter Sunday. I could not get out quicker from church. Somehow, I don't feel like sticking around. I had a rough week so I want to be around people who are nurturing, hence the going to Morgan's for Easter Sunday. Morgan's going to be asleep because she works nights, but nevermind, there are other people there that I want to see. I turn a corner, and I see crime scene tape and a Mobile Command Centre from the EPS. Uh... okay... I assume that that's for the beaten up cabbie. Nope. Front Page of the Sun says it all. Death down the street. In fact, it's 4 houses down from home.
I had leftover hot dogs for lunch that was terrribly satisfying, hoping that would tide me over untill Easter dinner at the Holiday Inn Palace. Very nice buffet dinner, after 2 plates that were downed much too quickly, I'm rolling away from the table. I don't even have dessert. What has the world come to when there are murders down the street and I refuse dessert. I'm confused...
Lock your doors at night
I was on my way to work last night. I opened my front door, and noticed flashing lights bouncing off my neighbours' windows. I get to my car, and noticed that at the street corner (about 4 houses down the block) there were 3 police cars with their lights going, and 5 police officers placing traffic cones along the road. What's going on? I paused to unlock my car door, and the officers were looking down the street at me while I did so. I proceded to make a u-turn as I realized that I wasn't going to get through the barricade they had set up. I drove to Tim Horton's and stood in line for 15 minutes until I got my tea. There were a lot of people there at 11:00pm, so I waited with everyone else and prayed that my roll-up-the-rim was worth the wait. No dice...Please buy another Tim Horton's product.
Anywho, I got to work, and the police and Tim's tea were forgotten. It was ridiculous. I'm tired. 'Nuff said.
So I get home and find out the truth behind the police from last night. Turns out a cab driver was assaulted, and is now in critical condition. The police found the guy who did it...he was hiding somewhere in my neighbourhood. The assault happened 4 houses away from me. I heard nothing, and my door wasn't even locked.
*sigh*
Gotta love Mill'hoods.
dilemma...
I hope this isn't an April fools joke. I'm trying to decide what to do with the tax return I have just received from the Canadian government. I knew when I filed that I forgot one of my student loan interest payments, and that my return would be readjusted after I filed. But I didn't realize how much it had been readjusted.
Should I do the grown-up thing and get rid of my Mastercard bill (in which I had purchased my bed) and my line of credit??? That would take 85% of my tax return.
On the other hand, I have never been given this much "tax-free, don't have to pay it back" money and I am itching to spontaneously spend some of it. Or go somewhere.
Sigh.
Getting rid of that nagging piece of debt would be better for my credit and would look good for buying a home.
While I'm debating, I think I'm going to go out for dinner.
No foolin' around
So I haven't posted in a while. Not much new with me, hence the not posting. Just working, trying not to get sick (ColdFX is wonderful), and stuff. We've decided to go out for Easter dinner this year instead of having Ukrainian goodness. I work my usual weekend nights coming up. Thank goodness it's a full moon tonight. I am not at work
So besides work, nothing really new to report. Went to see "Meet the Robinsons" yesterday, and loved it! PRi and I have to save up our money, as blockbuster movie season is starting, and I have a list of movies I want to see. No..... *have* to see. So yeah. I'm already having a Pirates date in May....and perhaps a Harry Potter date in July. And many others.
Oh, and I have finally joined Facebook. So addictive! You'll never get me off the computer! It's a good thing I am working a lot of nights this week, so my computer time will be limited. Sigh. Anywho, it's interesting to keep in touch with people I haven't talked to in years, and to find out how small of a world this really is. (now the music of Small world is stuck in PRi's head)
So yeah and stuff. I suppose it will be easier for me to update and keep in touch with people than it had been with MSN. Come to think of it, I don't think I have been on MSN since........... well, I guess it would have been when Fiz, PRi, Roux, and I were planning our Vegas trip.....I think.
Wow..........
