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It's Hump Day! Almost halfway there. I have to get off my ass and go to the store tonight and get some groceries. I won't have time any other day this week. I could put in an order, but Aldi has some good sales that you don't get via order. So, actual shopping. Ew. Not my favorite thing in the world, but it'll at least be quick.
I've got games tomorrow and Friday, so I can't do it then. And I don't think I can stretch what we have in the fridge out until Saturday. Plus, it'll be crazy on Saturday, and no one wants to get in that kind of crowd. Maybe, with a free Saturday, I could do a D&D game. Or possibly, I'll just take it easy.
I'm definitely having vestibular migraines again. I'm trying to think if I did anything new that could have messed it up, but there's nothing coming to mind. It's harmless, just really fucking annoying. According to Dr Google, one of the biggest triggers is stress and anxiety. Really? Y'think? But how could that be. My life is stress free!
I love Dad, but things would be so much easier without him here. It's a simple fact. One of my biggest sources of stress would just go away. It would bring new stresses, but it would remove the stress of keeping him on a schedule, dealing with his whims, and so many physical stresses. I don't want anything to happen to him, I just kind of want him to go back to the rehab. He was happier, we were happier, it was a good fit. Ah well, can't have everything. I'm just in a phase right now where I really want my own space. (Well, my and Jess' space, that is.)
Our house is a disaster area. My sister is a bit of a hoarder, so there's shit everywhere. We're all too tired to really clean much, so there's dust and debris on the floor, especially right around furniture. It's just not great. I just want to run away to a place that's clean and just ours. Where weekends are for running a swiffer over the floor and dusting the bookshelves. Where I have a little office, and I don't have to keep the door shut, because Jess won't make noise while I'm on the phone. I just want more. One day, we'll get there, but I'm impatient.
Yesterday I took my first calls for Johns Hopkins. It went pretty well. I'm not 100% signed off on Epic, which is our main system, so my trainer shares her screen, and gives me control in Zoom, and then I use my phone line. It's kind of clunky, but we're making it work.
After the first couple of calls, my trainer actually started playing a game on her phone, because she was 100% bored. She was listening, but not particularly watching. Today will probably be the same. I feel bad for her, because she has other shit to do, but she can't because I'm using her computer. So she just gets to sit there and be bored.
This is probably going to be what I do for the next two and a half weeks. Then, I'll have a week of working off my own computer, while I'm screen sharing in Zoom. Then, I'll be on my own. I believe my first day of soloing will be on 4/29.
I feel like it's kind of eaten my life lately. Not like 911 where I had an irregular schedule, just that I work from 9am-5:30pm, and then I eat, and then I'm tired. My socialization skills have dropped off from talking all day.
Okay, time to think about pants and more coffee. Everyone have an amazing Wednesday!
I've got games tomorrow and Friday, so I can't do it then. And I don't think I can stretch what we have in the fridge out until Saturday. Plus, it'll be crazy on Saturday, and no one wants to get in that kind of crowd. Maybe, with a free Saturday, I could do a D&D game. Or possibly, I'll just take it easy.
I'm definitely having vestibular migraines again. I'm trying to think if I did anything new that could have messed it up, but there's nothing coming to mind. It's harmless, just really fucking annoying. According to Dr Google, one of the biggest triggers is stress and anxiety. Really? Y'think? But how could that be. My life is stress free!
I love Dad, but things would be so much easier without him here. It's a simple fact. One of my biggest sources of stress would just go away. It would bring new stresses, but it would remove the stress of keeping him on a schedule, dealing with his whims, and so many physical stresses. I don't want anything to happen to him, I just kind of want him to go back to the rehab. He was happier, we were happier, it was a good fit. Ah well, can't have everything. I'm just in a phase right now where I really want my own space. (Well, my and Jess' space, that is.)
Our house is a disaster area. My sister is a bit of a hoarder, so there's shit everywhere. We're all too tired to really clean much, so there's dust and debris on the floor, especially right around furniture. It's just not great. I just want to run away to a place that's clean and just ours. Where weekends are for running a swiffer over the floor and dusting the bookshelves. Where I have a little office, and I don't have to keep the door shut, because Jess won't make noise while I'm on the phone. I just want more. One day, we'll get there, but I'm impatient.
Yesterday I took my first calls for Johns Hopkins. It went pretty well. I'm not 100% signed off on Epic, which is our main system, so my trainer shares her screen, and gives me control in Zoom, and then I use my phone line. It's kind of clunky, but we're making it work.
After the first couple of calls, my trainer actually started playing a game on her phone, because she was 100% bored. She was listening, but not particularly watching. Today will probably be the same. I feel bad for her, because she has other shit to do, but she can't because I'm using her computer. So she just gets to sit there and be bored.
This is probably going to be what I do for the next two and a half weeks. Then, I'll have a week of working off my own computer, while I'm screen sharing in Zoom. Then, I'll be on my own. I believe my first day of soloing will be on 4/29.
I feel like it's kind of eaten my life lately. Not like 911 where I had an irregular schedule, just that I work from 9am-5:30pm, and then I eat, and then I'm tired. My socialization skills have dropped off from talking all day.
Okay, time to think about pants and more coffee. Everyone have an amazing Wednesday!
