On the plus side the amount of working I've been doing has meant bigger paychecks and a little more comfort for Matt and me. I actually have a small budget for groceries this week! I'm hoping this means that things will get better each week. I worked out a budget a few days ago for all the expenses Matt and I have - including some extra for dates and some over-estimation for groceries - so I can figure out what I'll need in loans for the beginning of the school year. I'm going to campus tomorrow to chat with financial aid and an advisor, so hopefully that all goes well. I'm really worried about the amount of money I'll need to borrow, but at the same time I hope the degree will get me a career with a high enough salary that it won't matter as much.
The closer I get to starting classes again the more excited I get. I remember a few years ago saying that I never wanted to go back to school because I was so over doing homework and projects and all that crap that goes with being in school. My college experience wasn't as good as I'd hoped, and other than meeting Matt it was pretty lackluster, so I guess the idea of going back was really negative. But looking at it now, a little later and (hopefully) a little more mature, I'm excited to go into it and do my best. I'm still scared, but I am hopeful that I'll do well.
The only thing new and exciting, I guess, is that I started physical therapy last week for my recurring and consistent back pain. It started right around the time I was laid off and hasn't let up since. It's been okay, but I worry it still won't feel better after the therapy is done. The exercises I have to do are fairly easy and I really hope it helps. Today I got my first experience with a traction machine... it was a little weird! The biggest problem is that I'm a pretty tiny person and the wraps on it seemed to slip around a bit too much, even when cinched as tight as they could be. But all I can do is keep doing the exercises and hope it feels better soon.
Matt and I are planning to re-organize our bedroom tomorrow as well. A couple weeks ago we had the Spider Incident with Mirabelle, and since then we've both been bitten as well. I got five bites on my leg in one night! So we bought some insect spray and sprayed the crap out of the bedroom... and still the next day I woke up with three more bites. So we've cleaned up the room and, when we move the furniture, will vacuum and clean a bit more deeply. I hope we find that little spider bastard!
I really need to clean this apartment... it's gotten so bad in the last few weeks. I've been tired and sick so I haven't felt any motivation whatsoever to do pretty much anything. I'm thinking about taking a day next week off and just spending the day putting things away and cleaning up. It's long overdue and this place is making me crazy. I also want to do a Goodwill run, as we typically do around this time of year, and I have to dig out as least some of our Christmas decorations. I may skip the tree this year and just put up some of the smaller decorations... I worry that if I put up the tree that Ozzie will get into it and wreck some of my stuff. But I can get some of the snowglobes and a few other things down just to make it a little more Christmasy... and I need to put Christmas Island in my CD player in the Beetle :)
I don't hate Christmas. Growing up my Christmases were usually pretty standard, not good nor bad... I did grow to loathe going to my dad's side of the family's celebrations (which included singing "Happy Birthday to Jesus," and I can't make that up!) but for the most part Christmas was enjoyable. Every other year or so we'd head to Missouri to see my grandma, and I always loved going there. We'd get Grandma's chicken and homemade noodles and always had an amazing dinner and a fun time with my cousins and their families. My mom's family is going to Las Vegas for Christmas this year... and I'm kind of bummed to miss it. But if it becomes a tradition I'm sure we'll be able to go next time. I worried that returning to retail would make me absolutely hate this time of year but it hasn't been as bad as I expected. I'm looking forward to spending a nice, quiet Christmas here with Matt, Angela, and the dogs.
I am feeling a lot better than I did the last time I posted, except I've had this awful, persistent cough since Thanksgiving. I wake up in the middle of the night with these terrible coughing fits (and waking up poor Matt too) and it's been pretty miserable, even with maximum strength cough medicine. Today I'm feeling quite a bit better, but the coughing usually doesn't kick in till early evening, so we'll see if it feels better tonight.
And now it's about time to get ready for work...
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