CSI is BACK!!!

While I missed the first 20 minutes of the premier (thank God I got a phone call to remind me it was on, albeit from someone who is now "estranged"), it was still a mindfuck like it was last season. The previews for next week look pretty good, too. I don't know why I had it in my head that it was on at 9.

I tried to watch the premier of ER, but I have no idea who anyone is these days. I hardly watched it last season, but the previews looked good, and "Top Chef" on BRAVO was a rerun, so I thought, what the hell.

When I couldn't find anything else on, I came in here to bitch about work, but you guys are probably tired of that shit, too. I will say that I've gotten more done in the last two days than chica gets done in 2 weeks, PLUS answered the phones and put out a bunch of proverbial fires. Hmm...AND I don't slam the phone down in anyone's ear, get short with the techs, or go out and have a panic attack. And my incision is bugging me! Go figure!!! Now I get to start on MY part of the job. If I waited for HER to get her part done, we'd get so far behind it wouldn't even be funny.

Okay, that's all I'm saying. Now she can come back on Monday and have her playtime and get paid for it. Must be nice.

Hope everyone has a great weekend! We're still supposed to be under 100 during the day, and now that the nights are cooling off so much, the pool seems COLD during the day rather than feeling like bathwater. GO FALL and WINTER!

BTW! NONNY ~ if you can rip yourself away from giving the handies out to the guys behind the 7-11, this one is for you:

And the Fun Begins...

Two days back, and I'm already pulling my hair out. The dispatcher decides during her lunch break that she's not feeling well and needs to go home. GREAT. WONDERFUL. (BTW, she seemed great all morning and right before lunch she was in good spirits.)

Apparently this shit has been going on for several weeks, with panic attacks, a car accident, and medication. If she'd take that fucking HAT off, maybe she wouldn't get the panic attacks or "whatever." We are not pleased. I'm still not 100%, but at least I'm staying till 5, no matter how much pain I'm in or how tired or overwhelmed I feel. I've DONE that front desk job, it's NOT all that overwhelming. It can be AT TIMES, but come ON!

And now the temp is gone, so now it's me and the boss carrying the ball. Talk about your karmic payback!!! Hey, at least I have a legit reason and documentation, right???

She was asked to stay home the rest of the week, call Friday, and we'll take it from there. So, not only do I get to do HER job my first week back, I have to try to do MINE, too. Thank GOD I got all the filing caught up this morning or I'd really be in a world of hurt. Speaking of hurt, it doesn't kill me to keep bending and stooping to do things, but when I get home I'm finding myself reaching for the fucking icepack again. I might just bring it to work tomorrow "just in case."

Have I told you guys how much I love my job?

Hey, at least the weather's breaking!!! It's been like 65/70 in the mornings. PERFECT weather to walk the dog. And NO, Alkelda, NOT running! Not yet, at least...

Happy Hump Day!!!

New Day for Lady K

Alright.

If I MUST, I gotta go back to work. I'm still pretty tender "down there," but I think I'll survive. Here's hoping my dog can deal. She IS one of those ones in the "poker" painting, you know...

Brotherman took me running around this weekend and I took MANY pictures of cool clouds, but those will have to wait for another day, as I know I need to get my ass to bed, then get up early and figure out what the hell I'm going to do with my short, short hair in the morning. AAAHHH!!!!

Actually, I'm looking forward to getting back into the rat race, sick as that may sound. As attached as I've become to my latch-hook rug project and afternoon soaps/naps, I've been craving some real cerebral stimuli.

HA!

If I won the lotto tomorrow...

Ah, I'd give most of it to my parents.

Full Recovery

So I've been off all this week, resting, still recuperating. I'm broke and will be eating ramen and cheap mac & cheese for the next few weeks, but at least my health is back to pretty much normal. My last post-op follow up with the doc was yesterday. After a lot of poking, prodding, and probing, I've been given a green light on getting back to my regularly scheduled program.

Which means yes, Limpy, I can watch porn again. ;-) I'm also allowed to get back to the gym, swim like a normal person, and (ugh) run the vacuum (brotherman's been doing that for me).

Thanks, all y'all, for the great wishes. The next couple of days off I'm going to spend with my plants, walking the dog, and doing my best to get an extension on going to traffic school. As of right now, they're wanting to suspend my license for not going in the time they allotted me. Come ON!! There was no WAY I could have been sitting in a class for eight hours, let alone afford to pay for the class itself. I PAID the fucking photo-radar ticket, and now they want me to go to CLASS on top of it? Being the law-abiding citizen that I am, I'll do it, they just need to give me more time to come up with the money. As far as they're concerned, it must grow on trees. I must get some of THOSE seeds. With my green thumb, I could have a whole orchard!

Bloody, Bloody Sunday

And what can I say about MONDAY???

Hello, Childrens!!!

Good Christ. This past week has been nothing but up and down. Friday, I got laid off for a week. Fuckers. I can't blame them, business is business ~ I'm still not up to 100%, and they NEED that from me.

I have also learned that I need to be careful about the people I talk to there, as things are leaking through, due to certain people's interpretations of shit. Go figure. It's a small world. Who knew?

ASSHATS.

Deep breath.

Like I said, I've been "asked" to take the whole week off. It's not feeling so bad to sit up for so long, but walking around sucks. Moms says I went back to work too soon. She's probably right, as she always is.

Anyway, I have my last follow-up with my doc this week. We'll see what HE'S gotta say...

Have a great WEEK, peeps! If you need me, I'll be at the pool...

I've Got News...

I'm officially OFF all of next week due to some complications. I FEEL fine, I'm just having some unexpected problems because of the surgery, and work has "asked" me to take all of next week off until I can see my regular doc, who's been on vacation most of the time I've been out.

Financially, this is devastating, because I'm not getting paid for any of this time off. (Good thing I like Top Ramen, huh? ha) My ego has taken a major blow, too, because they've basically told me that I'm still not up to my usual 150% and don't want me back there until I can give it. I'm not being "fired," but it sure as fuck sounded like it to me.

Anyway, I guess this gives me more time to work on my tan and mess around with YOU GUYS!

Have a great weekend! Brotherman brought over some steaks!

Getting There...

Good GRIEF. Sitting at my desk SUCKS. I really tried the ice pack, ibuprofen, and getting up every, oh, fifteen minutes to walk around...I only made it until 2pm today. I'm PISSED at myself. I managed to get a boatload of work done and halfway managed to figure out what the FUCK my temp replacement was doing with the job at hand while I was gone.

I've decided to use her copies, copies, and more copies, in folders with redundant notes labeled with more notes and MORE copies of said redundant copies IN MORE FUCKING FOLDERS...

...for kindling when I go camping to call in some elk (hopefully for pictures) in a couple of weeks.

OH, YES, It is time for LadyK to hit the mountains. It IS rutting season down here soon, and I can hardly wait to hear those huffin,' puffin' huge-ass bulls bugeling and fighting for their cows. OH, YES, it is a beautiful sound. I don't CARE if it's just before dawn, I'm up that early anyway...

Wednesday, I'm gonna try to get back in there early, and stay all day, if I can. If not, I might go in for a couple hours over the weekend to make up hours. If nothing else, to save face and prove I'm not milking it. God, I hope I have time to shave...nobody likes that 5:00 shadow!

Happy hump day!

Back to Work!

Yesterday I started back to work. It was a lot harder than I thought. Getting back into the groove of the job wasn't difficult, but sitting up for that long really took it out of me. I only worked 1/2 day and I was exhausted.

Today I'm going to try to go a little bit longer. Time is money and all that happy shit, right? I'm wearing comfy clothes, but I don't really have many, so they're just gonna have to get used to me wearing the same things all the time for awhile.

Anyway, I'm here and I'm back.

Happy Tuesday!

Still Resting...

Well, kids, the nerve endings just don't want to cooperate, and I've been stuck lying around again on pain meds. Sitting up for any length of time is uncomfortable, but I've been assured that this too, shall pass, as long as I TAKE IT EASY (*cough* tell the pope not to pray *cough*). I started wondering how in the FUCK I'd be able to sit up all day at work in a pair of jeans. Then I just decided that I wouldn't. I've got some cute dresses SOMEWHERE, right, so why not?

I am not a chick for dresses, unless it's for a wedding or a funeral. MAYBE for a serious date.

Seriously. I can be girly, but not "cheerleader" girly, know what I mean? (AH mah GAWD!!!)That's just not how I roll. I can sew and do latch-hook and shit like that, but don't sign me up for any quilting bees or shit like that, okay? Oh my GOD...it's the hormones, right?

So...I went through my closet, found some dresses, dusted 'em off, tried them on, and they all miraculously fit. Hell, most of them are even a little too big and out of style, but fuck it, I'm in this for comfort at the moment, not style, right?

In all honesty, why can't I just wear my PJ's to work for a week or so? Ya know, the plaid kind, with feet? Or just some matching "pants-suit" satin type with my sandals? Yeah...that would be girly...

Hey, if I accessorize, I could make 'em look professional, right?

P.S. R.I.P., ... Luciano. BELT it for the angels, bro.