I hate my job

I hate my job. I really, really hate it. If I don't find a new job soon, I don't know what I'm going to do. Maybe I can go on LTD (long term disability).

Anyway, I do have kind of a funny story from today. I was assisting in surgery (which I'm just learning, and don't do very well) and my mean boss was training me. One of the things I have to do is cut the suture after Dr. D ties it. So, the boss is telling me that I'm not cutting them right, and I have to push the scissors all the way down into the flesh. I said I was afraid I'd cut the knot off. She says "You won't cut the knot off.", in a know-it-all voice, like it never happens. So, the very next suture I pushed way down and cut. The whole thing falls apart, and Dr. D says "You cut the knot."

You can't take an office girl and put her in the operating room. It just doesn't work.

Cat

Plurk

I found this new site called Plurk. (my Plurk page) I guess it's like Twitter (which I use) or Facebook (which I've never seen). It looks like fun, and it sure is easier writing one little sentence than a whole blog post! I made a mistake already, though. After I signed up, I decided I wanted a different dislay name. That was easy enough to change, but I guess you can't change your page address even though you changed your name. So now my name is MeowCat, but my page address is still Plurk.com/Beadiecat. Oh, well, leave it to me to make a simple thing so confusing.

I have to figure out what to write in my profile though. My life is so boring....how do I describe it so that it sounds interesting? LOL

If you want to sign up for Plurk too, use this link, then you will automatically be one of my "fans", haha.

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Butterfly Cocoon

With all this time that I've been spending at home, I've been doing a lot of beading. Ava asked me to bead her a butterfly, so after spending some time looking around for something very special for her, I found just the butterfly that I wanted. It took me only less than a week to bead, and here are some pics of it.

I mailed it out to her yesterday. Can't wait to hear from her after she receives it!

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My Rainbow

I stumbled upon a website where you can take a quiz to find the colors of your personal rainbow. Mine's kind of dark...

Your rainbow is intensely shaded white, gray, and black.

What is says about you: You are a powerful person. You appreciate quiet moments. People depend on you to make them feel secure. You depend on modern technology and may feel uncomfortable without it.

Find the colors of your rainbow at spacefem.com.

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I miss AVA!

I can't believe how much I miss Ava. She called me up tonight, and while I was talking to her tears started pouring down my face. I know being there is the best thing for her, but I can't stand not seeing her.

I guess I will start another CARE package for her. Sending them makes me feel better for some reason. Maybe because then I feel like part of me is with her. She wants me to bead her a butterfly, so I am trying to make a butterfly hair clip and earrings for her.

Since I'm not working right now, I'm learning how to live on very little money. By the time I go back to work I'll be so good at it that I'll be able to save up every spare penny (after I pay off my back bills) so that I can take a trip to Seattle and see my little mija. I can't wait until I can see her again, but I'm afraid it's going to be a while. Thank goodness for phones and mail in the meantime.

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HAPPY NEW YEAR!

I wish a happy and safe new year for all of you. Have fun tonite!

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Ava is here!!!

Now I have something to be merry about! Ava and Lori are visiting me for 5 days! They just returned from Costa Rica (Ava is getting to be quite the traveler - she already has her own passport!) and they are making a stopover here in Florida to spend the New Year holiday with me.

So, time to dust off the champagne glasses. Ava loves to stay up late, drink "champagne" (ginger ale in fancy glasses), and watch the ball drop. I'm happy they're here. I'm glad I can ring in 2009 with my two favorite people nearby.

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BAH HUMBUG!

Time for my annual "crappy christmas" post.

This is not to say that I don't have anything to be merry about. Lori is still in fair health. Ava is happy and doing very well out in Seattle with her. I will be getting a visit from both of them on Saturday.

So what's crappy?

Well, Lori's health. I went to Seattle earlier this month, and I could see a noticable difference just from when I saw her in September.

My health. I am currently on short-term disability leave from work.

Which brings us to, my job. My wonderful job that I loved. My job responsibilities have been changed to something completely different than what I was hired for, and I'm not qualified for it nor am I good at it. My type A personality likes being good at what I do.

The economy. I'm trying to find a new job, but they aren't a dime a dozen out there. And the ones that are out there only want to pay $10 an hour. Might as well stay on disability.

Xmas dinner. My maniac brother is going to be there, which means that there is a better than good chance of a family argument at some point today, probably ending with him stomping out, as usual.

So, my hopes are that the new year brings amazing discoveries in medicine and new economic opportunities for all of us.

And that your Christmas is not crappy.

Cat

Time to go visiting!

My job still sucks (I don't think I told you that whole sad story, I'll save it for another day when I can't think of what to post about), Tara still doesn't pay her rent on time, if at all, and I am behind on all my bills, I think I am having wierd side effects from one of the medicines I'm taking and my doctor has not returned my calls (good thing I'm not dying!), Stacy lost her job, and she had a fight with her boyfriend that landed her in jail, BUT.... I do have one piece of good news...

I am going back to Seattle! Lori bought me a ticket and I'll be there from Nov. 30 until Dec. 7! YAY!!!!! I miss my little mija soooo much. I can't wait to see her again. And of course, Lori too. I'm just counting down the days.

Lori had her first "parent-teacher" conference at Ava's school. All the teachers like her, she gets along well with the other kids, and she is very creative and artistic. Well, I am one proud abuelita!

That's it for now. Hoping you are all well,

Cat

Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder

This was posted on the Bead Creator user group on Yahoo by someone named Stephanie, so I can't take credit for it, but it is soooo true. I had to repost it. And I really needed a good laugh. I just know I have this disease - A.A.A.D.D., Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder.

This is how it manifests: I decide to water my garden. As I turn on the hose in the driveway, I look over at my car and decide it needs washing. As I start toward the garage, I notice mail on the porch table that I brought up from the mail box earlier. I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.

I lay my car keys on the table, put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table, and notice that the can is full. So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the garbage first. But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when I take out the garbage anyway, I may as well pay the bills first.

I take my check book off the table, and see that there is only one check left. My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the house to my desk where I find the can of Coke I'd been drinking. I'm going to look for my checks, but first I need to push the Coke aside so that I don't accidentally knock it over. The Coke is getting warm, and I decide to put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.

As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye--they need water. I put the Coke on the counter and discover my reading glasses that I've been searching for all morning. I decide I better put them back on my desk, but first I'm going to water the flowers. I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with water and suddenly spot the TV remote.

Someone left it on the kitchen table. I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I'll be looking for the remote, but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table, so I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs, but first I'll water the flowers. I pour some water in the flowers, but quite a bit of it spills on the floor.

So, I set the remote back on the table, get some towels and wipe up the spill. Then, I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.

At the end of the day: the car isn't washed, the bills aren't paid, there is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter, the flowers don't have enough water, there is still only 1 check in my check book, I can't find the remote, I can't find my glasses, and I don't remember what I did with the car keys.

Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all day, and I'm really tired. I realize this is a serious problem, and I'll try to get some help for it, but first I'll check my e-mail...

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