Overpacked, wasted, life of mine

Long story short, my flight to AZ was messed up, resulting in excessively delayed luggage. We went the whole weekend without anything. and what did i discover? i definitely have over packed by far. The only things we needed was just some change of underwear and socks. My in laws have everything else, we did laundries every other day, bought one set of change of clothes and that's it.
I read somewhere once that "a clean house is a wasted life"! what about an over packed suitcase then? Quadruple wasted life!!! I spent hours packing, then hours unpacking, hours packing again, then finally hours more unpacking, not counting all the frustration with check in luggage!
NOTE TO SELF: will not pack more than two outfits, one pairs of shoes, and minimal toiletry.
I really want to go home and sleep... still debating.
Andrea said she got more furniture, including kitchen table, and half of a couch... "half?" yep, half... midland never ceases to surprise me. Who in the world delivers half of your couch?
No body seems to want their money around here either. I've talked about my landlord who wait two months on average to cash the rent checks, and now, my maid service skips it all together, they did not want to take my check at all. I left a check for their service, and they set it on the TV as in "organizing things" i think??? but they marked my bill as paid... so I'm just not sure what's going on now... they don't want my money... they just don't. and i can't seem to convince them otherwise.
Jenny is probably dipping in foreign waters. Ah... so relaxing... vacation interferes with my life so much, weeks leading up to a trip or something, i would be all distracted and don't want to work and just want to wait it out to escape from reality, then the weeks after the vacation, I'd be day dreaming, reminiscing the times i spend in a retirement community, where the pool is right outside, and there's not agenda to fill.
Ahh... vacation really screws me up. but now I'm looking forward to the next "escape plan" already. How am i ever gonna get anything done in my life.
SUCH FAILURE!!!

Hiding until Summertime

So lately I've noticed that I have become extremely anti proactively social. It's not that I'm anti social, because I'm still open to talking to people who approach me or ask me questions, but I am not making much of an effort to make conversation with others. Even in Toastmasters, I used to hang around at the end and chit chat, now I just pick up my papers and up and go. Not really sure what's gotten into me, maybe it's S.A.D.

I used to think S.A.D. was just a made up symptom, that is, until I moved to Michigan. I definitely feel more depressed during the winter months here and so much better when we get the rare sunny day. It's hard to make an effort to connect with people these days, I think I've reached my threshold for trying. Hopefully getting away to the caribbean for a week will lift my spirits, and then I'll be able to handle the cold dreariness better when I get back.

Left Handed Mouser

My right shoulder has been bothering me for some time now. Even after going through with the ergo evaluation and such, it didn't improve my shoulder. So i decided to get it checked out at the employee health center. After i was directed into this room, two doctors showed up. They told me with two of them they might be able to speed up the "process". OK...
As it turns out, since it might count as a work-related injury, one doc was just there to record down every little i said for legal purposes. I felt like i was being interrogated for my shoulder being in pain.
"Do you play tennis, or been golfing lately?"
-Golfing, huh? Are you frigging sh*ing me lady! Have you looked at outside lately?
"Did you fall or stumble?"
-um... NO idiot!
"Did you have surgery before on your shoulder"
-No NO NO NON ONONONO
I hate you!!!!
So after a list of stupid questions that i already answered on their stinky little form, they told me it's non-classified... which means it is not a work related injury, nor a non-work related injury... so they have this mythical in-between called "non-classified"
OK Lady, you completely just wasted my time. i came to get FIXED, and now you haven't fixed me and instead, interrogating me... I just want to be FIXED so i could sleep at night!!!

Urggghhhh so frustrated. I have been switching to mousing with my left hand, that seems to help! maybe it will make me smarter :)

being too polite!

I am actually hesitate to say "it's nice to make your acquaintence" at work today, when someone said it's a pleasure to meet you.

Am I just crazy?

O, no. Midland has got to me now! >.<

Pediatrics for the Whole Family

There is a boy in my bio class who works as an assistant at a pediatric office. During break time, he was telling us about the patients he sees. Sometimes a young girl will bring in her baby for a checkup, and when asked to sign the forms for her child, she can't. Why? Because she is not old enough and also goes to the same pediatrician when she is sick. This girl needs her mother to sign the papers for her baby! It never even occured to me that both a mother and child could go to the same place - same pediatric office for health checkups. The idea is somewhat disturbing.
I'm wondering if this is more common in the Michigan and the midwest than it is in the two coasts.

Michigan
All Races 133,714; 278; 15,383; 711; 1,702; 2,983; 4,428;
Those are the numbers for the total mothers who had births at under 15 yrs to 18 yrs respectively.
http://www.cdc.gov/nchs/data/statab/t1x1397.pdf

See the link below for a more comprehensive table of mean age of mothers for births. These numbers are high, but then there are unexpected statistics such as the number of birth for young mothers in Iowa is in the hundreds rather than thousands as in Michigan. Also, California appears to be a state with young mothers as well - unexpected for me. I guess the variable that may be different from CA vs MI stats is that maybe the mothers in CA are unmarried.

Naked Money

Hey dearest all,

I am typing in outlook so that no one will spot me for suspicious behavior. I got my first cash award yesterday, it was 50 bucks. It was exciting and strange at the same time. Aside from the fact that a three digit number can also top a two digit, I sincerely felt that the reason I have gotten it is because I complain constantly about other DC people… Maybe because I did a good job convincing my manager that I am a deserving individual who is supposively always finding faults of others. Mmm… Therefore I should be awarded because I am always right in contrast? I guess? Anyway it's for this one project I recently finished and my pathetic thank you note literarly read "thank you for your tenacity"… which losely translates to you were a "constant pain the butt"

On a happier note, I got 50 bucks! That's like soft shell crab, spicy tuna, spicy salmon, spicy scallops, rainbow roll, saginaw roll and then some! On the road to Mrs.dom there's like a butt load of laundry. I say we all become nudists! Then there will be only shower to worry about. Well… we would wear shoes. Mmm… imagine a world with shoes and no clothes.

I don't want to work!!! And you can't make me!!!