Don’t read if you want to keep nice, pleasant images of me…

I have debated for a while with myself as to whether to discuss this topic with the greater web community and I’m still not sure about it. So, this post could be up for 24 hours, or up for 3 days, or more.

What I’m talking about is hemorrhoids. They are evil, bad bad things.

I confess, I had my first one a couple of years ago. It freaked me out, but it has been relatively good and hasn’t bothered me, until yesterday. It sucks really, because it’s become more of an issue and has *clears throat* protruded a little, which is unnerving and uncomfortable. And now, there’s nothing I can do about it. I have since learned that I am a bit predisposed to it, having discovered my mother and grandmother also got them fairly easily.

So ho hum. It sucks. I’m uncomfortable and feeling rather sorry for myself. I feel cranky at myself for letting it get this bad without taking any notice of it. It shits me a little that I have ignored my body and its needs, because I could have avoided this by taking better care of myself.

Now, I have pain at both ends today, as my wisdom tooth is giving me grief. My mouth feels so swollen and I’m afraid I’ll have to go see the dentist to discuss extraction. Grrrr.

I’m falling apart. Put me down now.

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Another update…

Today, I was back at work, much to my disappointment. However, my manager seemed to ease up on me and didn’t pile the work on like she has been. Perhaps she felt bad because I sounded a bit crap. This helped. I was a bit croaky today and a bit snotty, so was pleased to be plugging the not-sud@fed drug into my system.

Anyway, I got the all-important phone call this morning from the HR person from the job I had an interview for yesterday. I have been shortlisted for a second interview on Monday afternoon after work. Yay for me!! Unfortunately, my colleague hasn’t heard back from them. Because of my experience, I’m almost an obvious choice to shortlist and I dare say, others will be considered based on other merits. Hopefully she will get the call.

The other thing which has me feeling conflicting emotions. Mum called the real estate agent today. Turns out that the agent didn’t put his card in her mailbox without reason - a local person has expressed interest in mum’s house. So, the agent has made an appointment to go around to see her house next Friday - once mum can clean it up!! He’s going to offer a valuation on it. Very interesting.

Mum has had more grief with nasty, shitful neighbour. Last night, his god-awful dog climbed the fence and attacked one of mum’s dogs, because this morning she realised that Molly had bite marks on her neck. Mum is mega pissed and has again reported her neighbour to the council pound officer, who has since threatened the owner with a lot more than empty threats. So, I guess things are getting rather serious for mum and she’s making a real effort to get out - not empty threats.

I have memories as a child of mum threatening to move us out of town. First, she wanted to move us to Armidale, then it was Bathurst, then it was Armidale again and now, it’s almost real and neither of those towns. And no, I’m not going to mention names of where she is thinking, but it’s not Melbourne - but closer.

So, it’s become one of those weeks! I feel like I need a semi-break. All through this, we’re trying to finalise the plans for our kitchen and work out where the money will come from for the flooring etc. Thank god it’s Friday tomorrow and thank god on Monday, my manager won’t be around at work. So, some peace. It sounds dreadful, but our work ethics/styles are so different.

Also, does anyone have any good references for cat boarding in Melbourne? Come on you lurkers! De-lurk and help me out here! Reciprocate! I offer spectacular blog entries which are both captivating and stimulating; the least you could do is offer a little advice in return? *laugh* I’m off my head. Maybe it’s the sinus drugs…

Today in the news…

I’m going to be brief today, because I have a lot of stuff running around in my head and I’m trying to relax so I can go to bed and not have another night of no sleep because I couldn’t shut my mind off.

• I had an interview today. It appeared to go fine. However, it turns out my former boss is also going for the manager position that this role reports to. Could be interesting. Would love to work with my old boss again. He’s expressed interest in working with me again. Who knows.
• I had my doctors appointment today also. It appears I have a sinus infection which is creating the headaches, so have been told to get some sinus type drugs into me and to drink lots of water. I have taken second dose of drugs tonight and honestly, don’t feel any better. Doc gave me a certificate for today and tomorrow.
• I will be going to work tomorrow, but if I am not well, will just head home again.
• I spoke to my mother tonight. Seems she has inherited a nasty set of neighbours who throw broken bottles over the fence and other things such as dirty sanitary pads etc. They are apparently drug dealers and frequently have late night parties. Her neighbours, although outwardly say they will stick together and call the police, have yet to deliver. They are spineless. Unfortunately, this is indicative of the town that my mother lives in and she is at the point that she is going to call the real estate agent who left his card in her letterbox today and ask him to sell her property to leave town. We are throwing out ideas on where she can move to, what she can afford in property etc. I’m worried about her.
• It’s all kind of happening all at once for me. Am trying to take it all in my stride, but it’s hard.

Thank god for an angle grinder

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Thank god for an angle grinder, originally uploaded by Sams76.

Just an update on the kitchen reno. We’re progressing with it, faster than we thought yesterday. We bought several inadequate tools to assist us, but what worked in the end was a very nifty angle grinder to grind the mortar out and then a nifty wide blade jimmy thing - hard to explain what it is. That’s what worked. Otherwise, I reckon we’d have only gotten 10 more tiles up in small, crumbled pieces!

Fingers crossed this weekend we can get most of the tiles up and then concentrate on the carpet.

Fucked up…

I think I’ve been hexxed or something. I’ve been blessed with a permanent headache for the last week or more. It’s become one blurred picture of headache and agony. I went to bed last night at 8.30 with a mersyndol and my wheat pillow, with the electric blanket turned right up! I woke up at midnight and low and behold, the headache was still there! Not happy. I took a claratyne and another mersyndol, heated the wheat pillow and stumbled back to bed. Should I say, Glen heated my wheat pillow, which was very lovely.

Today, I am feeling a little better, but I swear, it feels like my head is teetering on that abyss of headachy-ness. Grrr. Anyway, I’ve decided to take tomorrow off and go to the doctor and get this sorted once and for all. Very irritating.

And the mess begins…

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And the mess begins…, originally uploaded by Sams76.

Yes, Glen and I are trashing the house. I sweat, I think we’re suckers for punishment. It feels like we’ve only just moved in and unpacked and now, it looks like we pretty much have to pack everything up to get the floor boards polished!

We have been talking for ages about pulling up the floors to expse the floor boards, but today we finally did it!!

We started in the kitchen and quickly realised that it would be a slow, slow job. The ceramic tiles were very well put down. However, the upside is that there’s no glue on the floor boards, and everything was nailed in. And, as you can see, the floor boards have never really been exposed before, as they haven’t been treated. This is fantastic for us, because there’s no polish to sand down. The only things that might be an issue, is a very sloppy painter!

Anyway, it’s starting. We finalised the kitchen details on Saturday, changed the colours again! We’ve cleared out the garage to make room for everything.

Quick update….

It’s been a shit of a week. Work has been crap, demoralising and generally upsetting. At this point, I don’t really want to talk about it, not until I’ve had more time to ponder it.

Anyway, we took Zeus to the vet yesterday. He’s had a cough since he was a kitten - he’s almost 7 years old. I was initially told he had a furrball he couldn’t cough up, then I was told that it was nothing and why did I want to bother spending money on tablets that, yes stopped his cough, but didn’t solve the problem! Yeh right, fucktards.

Turns out my little man has chronic asthma. It can be life threatening and it’s uncomfortable. Obviously triggered by all the things that trigger human asthmatics, so now we’re faced with asthma puffers and cortizone tablets. It’s just a joy.

I’ve read so many stories of cats who had chronic asthma and died from it. That upsets me. I’m both angry and upset about it. Too tired and annoyed to write any more. Sorry. I have a headache and my back is sore, so I’m a bit grumpy.

The only good news in my life is that Di called me tonight and organised to visit us for her boob reduction! yay! i get to see her new boobies first!! I think I get to see them! Not that I am busting to see them, but I remember them being big, so will be curious.

Anyway, I’m done. I can’t wait for this week to be over.

One Million Blogs…

Sometimes a buck forty can be worth it. Yes, I decided to get involved in this and I have purchased one tiny little square - my patch in the grand scheme of the universe.

It’s hard to describe where the heck my little square is, but the page is segmented. It’s in the fourth segment, third row, six squares in. Anyone who can find it, let me know! Anyway, it’s my little piece of history, who knows, I might get some new readers.

Anyway, my weekend has been a bit chaotic, with inlaws and nephews and sister in laws staying with us. However, I have survived and the house is quiet and lovely. I enjoyed catching up with everyone, but the reality is, our house is sooooo tiny, it’s hard to get that moment of peace. And for someone like me, who needs her space, it was a bit of a struggle.

Caught up with my friend Ruth on Thursday, which was nice. I went to uni with Ruth and we reminisced about the good old days when life was simpler and uni was the ‘be all end all’. I remember Ruth realising at about midday that she was meant to sit her final exams at 9am that day! I remember friends climbing through my bedroom window wanting to talk about their latest dating disaster, or staying up all night to write a last minute essay, but spending about 4 of those hours, bumming around the house, laughing with Ruth and gumbying on mushes.

Sometimes I miss those times, but it’s one of those times or places that you just can’t relive or recreate. I have to say that it’s always nice to remember where I came from and what life was like. It puts perspective on your life.

Right now, my life is a bit mixed. My personal life is great, but my working life isn’t going so well and although that stresses me, I have to keep the perspective on things. We’ve been clashing with our manager, so things haven’t been pleasant. However, we’re not in danger of being booted, so I’ve just decided that work is work and I don’t care too much about it. I’ve decided to just do my job, do what I am asked and not volunteer much more than that, as it seems my input is not wanted. This is despite the fact that I have so much valuable experience to offer. I guess that’s the frustrating part of it. I feel indignant. BUt the job is a means to an end and soon, I’ll look at moving on to something more satisfying, unless I can score this comms role that is up YET again. Stay tuned on that front.

In other news, we have made our deposit on the kitchen and will heopfully get some 3d drawings this week. Unfortunately, this project has escalated to include pulling up the tiles in the kitchen, pulling up the carpet in the house and sanding/polishing the floorboards underneath. *sigh* To prepare for this, we have to fix the leaking roof in the garage so that we can chuck ALL of our stuff from the house into boxes AGAIN and turf them into the garage! Yeh, I know. We have to also hire a trailer (tomorrow) to get rid of the shit that the stupid tenants left in the garage to make way for the boxes from the house! le’sigh. It has turned into a huge debacle, but if it goes well, will look fantastic.

Alright. I’m tired and I need to cleanse the chocolate eggs from my body. I could do it Aari’s way (my nephew) and poo it out, but I doubt that’ll do the trick. I don’t think I’m going to be losing any weight. Having said that, I’m going to work out at the gym this week so I’ll undo my bad behaviour!

Night all.

We can work it out

I spent my second afternoon at the gym today and perhaps I shouldn’t label it so much with ’second’, but just say I went to the gym again, as sometimes that can be psychologically bad for me!

Anyway, after walking on the treadmill for 45 minutes yesterday, I worked out on several machines tonight for about an hour, so feeling pretty good. Still waiting for the stinking personal trainer to contact me - dammit, I want to get into the gym big time, know where things are, where equipment is and what my goals should be! Argh!

Anyway, in other matters, i dragged my arse to WW today to weigh in. I apparently lost 200grams, but then I know how to sometimes balance the scales in my favour if it’s that close. I know, sad but it’s can sometimes be the way you stand on the scales that gives you the good energies to get through the rest of the week.

Alright. I’ve had a shitty day at work, so that combined with a lovely headache from exercise - I mean, I ask you guys, why would I always get a headache after working out? I drink a fair bit of water, but I do sweat a lot mroe than most, so I’m wondering if it’s water or if I have blood pressure issues? Advice and opinions are welcome, not that anyone actually comments here!