Not that I was laid off, me with my teaching credentials, AFTER school had already begun...
Not that Baboo has been gone all week and I've been lone-lone-loney, bored, and eating too much...
No, this is what's just sad:
AUGUST TOTALS (Might go up before September 1st)
Bike: 41 miles
Run: 63 miles
Swim: 2600 M
That's just sad because I really had thought I'd put out an effort and make this a pleasant marathon (yes, the one that's in 1 week) but noooooooo...... I sat on my ample behind and studied and read and emailed.
I thought about my alternatives, bag it and do the half marathon (kind of defeats the purpose of it starting 3 blocks from my house, since the half mary starts 15 miles from my house) or looking like a total badass (or idiot, depending on your point of view) and doing it anyway.
Since I'm into self-punishment I opted for the latter. Oh, no, there will be no PR next Sunday, my friends. In fact, it will most likely be a PW (Personal worst). But it's all good. What doesn't kill us makes us stronger, right?
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Not that I was laid off, me with my teaching credentials, AFTER school had already begun...
Thursday, August 27, 2009
1. Yesterday, while on the phone to DP (who was collecting her health food at "chick-fil-a") I reached into a box of ace bandages and tape that I keep high up on a shelf in my laundry room. In it were my lost keys that I misplaced in June, and have already replaced. I knew I'd find them, I just figured it would be in a place that made sense.
2. I figured out that the climb at Ironman Utah isn't as
3. Yesterday morning it was 54 degrees out. Ahhhh. This is my favorite time of year in the Land of Enchantment: chilly mornings and warm afternoons.
4. It's probably presumptuous of me to say it, okay write it, out loud, but there it is. My hair, my skin, myself: I Look Cute Today. I don't even feel fat.
5. My left foot hurts. I'll be wearing ugly shoes until it stops.
6. My law class is pretty interesting, but the textbook is the world's most boring book. Psychopharmacology is, HANDS DOWN, the coolest, most interesting class I've ever taken.
7. No job callbacks yet. I'm giving myself 2 weeks from today to start getting interviews, and if there are none, then I'll start taking on more clients at the counseling center. Something is better than nothing, even if 40% of the time clients fail to show. I'm really PISSED at the center director for changing his mind about the intakes position AFTER school already started.
I've been doing some reading of published research, and although most adults in need of social services are men, only 15% of social workers are. I'm working on a project for advanced research class on "Men as an underrepresented population in social work." I expect it to be politically incorrect and draw the ire of several angry women. Bring it on. In my opinion, being a feminist means paying attention to all populations in need of help, not just the ones you think should need help.
9. Favorite line from the new "Hoarders" series: I wouldn't classify myself as a hoarder...I'm a saver" Um, yeah. And I don't have anxiety, I'm just a bit edgy.
10. One of our favorite (Sweet Baboo and I) favorite things to watch is the evacuation of the hills. This is the phenomenon that occurs during a sudden downpour. Hikers, walkers, mountain bikers, and runners come pouring down out of the hills running like hell for their cars. There's always that one person who saunters. Usually a man, he's all, what the hell - I'm already wet. I'm unemployed; this is cheap entertainment.
11. I've worked since I was 15 years old, and the last time I was unemployed was in 1990, when I spent about 14 months to see if I'd like being a "housewife". I had three children under six and thought I would lose my freaking mind. So I have mixed feelings about the whole thing.
12. I need to come up with a schedule, while I'm home, to keep me on task and organized. I need a system.
13. Take a look this woman, who is featured in a recent copy of Glamour magazine. DP sent me this link, and when I first saw her, I was startled: hey, how did that stranger get my ruined stomach? Kinda puts things in perspective, huh? She is a "plus-sized" model. I mean, She's gorgeous.
Possibly filed under Thursday 13
Monday, August 24, 2009
So, I'm following this training plan, or trying to, anyway. Problem is, it isn't a training plan for someone who does high-altitude, hot races on the day before I'm supposed to do my long runs. EEP. There's something about a real hot workout that just wears me out. I wind up napping most of the rest of the day, and I never get to that long run the next day...I do all the short ones, so my volume is up. Well, sorta. The truth is, I'm sick of the heat. It's got me pretty uninspired.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
- My biopsy results were benign. Doc wants to keep an eye on it, but apparently, many people get lumps on their thyroids as they age, for no reason.
- I've spent my week off throwing things away. Our new house is much smaller, particularly the garage. My natural tendency which is to hang onto things, but I'm boxing, bagging, donating and tossing. Very proud of myself for this.
- Me throwing stuff out and clearing out the garage makes Sweet Baboo very happy. I think it makes him happier than anything else I could do.
No, seriously: I know what you're thinking. ANYTHING.
- Since I've lost my office, I need a place to study and do my assignments. Before Monday, the #2 bedroom in the new house was full of boxes of things that needed to be organized into it. Monday, I cleaned it out and organized it and now I have a place to work.
- Food is a challenge. We shop at Costco. We have cases of stuff, but no pantry.
- As I lighten the house, I am also lighter. After lunch yesterday, I weighed myself. 168.8 lbs. The weight is finally coming off. Just in time for WINTER. No, no, no, no! Must think positively.
- So here's what I hear and see all day while home: THUD! *feathers wafting down outside the window* THUD! *more feathers* THUD! et cetera. The windchimes have stopped working. This morning, I found a lifeless body outside the window. Next step is a specially constructed screen to protect the birdies.
- Sweet Baboo and I came home not too long ago to find a headless dove on the sidewalk in front of the door, with no blood anywhere, and a desert tortoise right next to it, with a bit of down under his chin, looking at us. He was like, "whut?"
This scene, I'm convinced, could be an analogy for something, but I haven't decided what.
- My black cat, who pees everywhere, insists on trying to sneak out every open door. I'm inclined to oblige, except that there are lots of coyotes around here. I want her out, but I don't want her eaten.
- The quail that live in our yard are very fat. They are so lucky I'm a vegetarian.
- This weekend, I'm doing the "F1 Triathlon" at Bottomless lakes in Southern NM. It's a draft-legal triathlon, with an 800 meter swim. You do a 400 meter swim, get out and run around a timing mat, and then repeat it. Then you bike 9 miles, then run 2.4 miles, then bike again, then run again. It will start as soon as it's hot. Traditionally, few women do it. I expect to be dead last. I'm okay with it.
- Dr Ken informed me Tuesday that he had decided, after all, that I would not do intakes. I'm still invited to see clients full time. The problem is, the intakes were a sure thing, and the clients have a 40%, on average, no-show rate, and several area mental health clinics have closed down, throwing counselors out of work. I lack the entrepeneurial spirit, and do not considerable variable paychecks any kind of 'fun' adventure.
Well, I mean, what would you do?
--if you were licensed to teach math, science, or be a school counselor...
--if you knew that at any given time, within a 15 mile radius in most urban areas, some principal, somewhere, was desperately looking for staff because the head count had just come in and school starts THIS WEEK...
well, what would you do?
- Yeah, me too. I've applied for both teaching and counseling positions this week. Fingers crossed.. . :-)
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
- I was just telling DP, I THOUGHT WE HAD A DEAL, US AND THE WEATHER GODS: We overlook the obvious downfalls of long periods of no rain, and in exhange we get low relative humidity. Someone's not keeping up their end of the deal if it's really humid AND it's not raining. No fair.
- I have to go online and get assigned a provider number so that I can bill clients for therapy. I feel all professional an' sheeit.
- Running uphill is getting easier.
- I have to admit I do enjoy having a bit longer in the mornings for my workouts.
- I have a sprint triathlon this weekend. It should be interesting: It's bike, swim, run, and 7000 feet above sea level.
- I just got several huge boxes in the mail.
Seaman Jon not only ordered a full picture packages of himself in uniform, but frames, too. While I appreciate the gesture, he needs to spend less money. One of them is a 16 x 20. I'm not sure where to put something that big.
- My house is like that commercial where the hotel is a black hole for cell phones. Even standing outside doesn't work. I don't understand it; I'm higher than most of the city so there should be a line of sight straight to the nearest tower. Can anyone tell me if they make booster antennas?
- Okay. This is a new paraphilia I hadn't heard of before. I give this link with no further comment. I looked this up out of curiosity while watching an episode of CSI.
- The best time to get one's neck biopsied is not summer. I've had four people ask me what happened; it's a red puncture mark surrounded by a bruise. I was tempted to say that Sweet Baboo gave me a really big hickie.
- Where the hell is my iPod Nano??
- There is likely to be some hard feelings at the counseling center when I'm given an office space. It's supposed to be given out on the basis of seniority, and one person there in particular has been under contract 2 weeks longer than I. However, before I was under contract, I did pro-bono work for 2 years, and before that, I was an intern there. I paid my dues, so she can just bite me. There. I said it.
- My classes start next week. I'll be taking classes Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday evenings.
- I have the oddest craving for cherry pie.
Possibly filed under Thursday 13
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
I want to thank everyone who have been nice enough to write me personally and wish me well, as well as to share their stories of thyroid madness with me. I gather, from what I've gotten, that if I DO have thyroid cancern (very big IF) that it's like, the BEST CANCER EVAR. I've heard that so many times now that it makes me smile whenever I hear it again.
Sunday, August 09, 2009
We started off our Saturday by meeting Iron Snoopy for coffee, who was nice enough to drive all the way out from Chicago to have coffee and a nice long conversation, swapping traithlon war stories and finding out that she got to be, like, thirty-feet from the president of the United States this week.
This was a well-coordinated, friendly volunteers, nice course. The course was about 99% protected from traffic, as you ran along a paved recreation path. Blacktop, except for a small amount of cement running. You park at the mall, and a bus takes you to the start line, which has porta-potties, drink, and shade, to wait for the 6:30 pm start.
Possibly filed under parenthood
Friday, August 07, 2009
7) The graduation ceremony was very military. Still, and I hope nobody takes offense at this: The Navy recruit uniform? The nautical pajamas? A bit silly, as uniforms go.
10) They showed us a slide show of boot camp while we were waiting for the recruits to enter the hall. The most emotional moment? They showed several slides of recruits folding their clothes tightly and storing them, and making their beds, eliciting "oooooh" and "aaahhhhhh" from the audience.
12) We took him to Chipotles for "non-chow" food, and to see the new
You'll hear the announcer say, "Halt" in a very calm voice. Everything was calm. The Navy seems to be less about yelling and screaming and fear and much more about stern reprimands.
Next up for Mini-baboo: Sub training school in Connecticut. Next up for us: The Full Moon Half Marathon in Sheboygan, Wi.
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
Start: at 8 am, with a cup of coffee in one hand, Go to the web site and begin filing a claim for unemployement.
Step 2: GO gather some pertinent information to answer their questions.
Step 3: Get timed out, and not allowed back in the system.
Step 4: Call the local unemployment office and talk to some who--I swear--is on ludes, who promply transfers you to voice mail that asks you to identify by name the person you are calling. Hang up. Call back. explain the problem AGAIN. Be told that "Oh, you won't be able to finish online now. You'll have to call the number.
Step 5: Call the number. No ringing, just a voice that immediately informs you that due to the high call volume, you'll need to call back "later". Press send sixteen times before getting through.
Step 6: Be informed that there are 56 callers ahead of you, and your wait should be less than 20 minutes. The music is loud, hideous and cuts in and out. You cannot leave this one spot in your house in which you know that your cell phone calls will not be dropped--the rest of the house is a black hole and you do NOT WANT TO LOSE THIS CALL.
Step 7: Twenty minutes later, be informed that there are 32 callers ahead of you, and your wait should be less than 8 minutes.
Step 8: Fifteen minutes later, be informed that there are only 23 callers ahead of you, and your wait should be less than 2 minutes. Decide that this must be an alternate universe, where a minute is 120 seconds.
Step 9: Determine also that "number of callers" and "estimated wait time" is not a direct function.
Decide that you will be very, very nice to the customer service rep when they get on the line, because after all, it's not their fault you got laid off, and besides, they could hang up on you, forcing you to spend another 40 minutes waiting on the phone.
Step 10: Worry that your phone battery will die before the customer service rep comes onto the line.
9:28 Your cell phone notifies you that your call has dropped.
Scream loudly. Hope nobody calls 911.
F*ck this Sh*t.
- Work mostly full time at the counseling center.
- Get paid (far) less, but probably like my job a lot more.
- Use severance pay to pay for tuition for full time schooling this fall.
- Train for an Ironman. Possibly cancel Redman. We'll see.
Possibly filed under work
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
Yesterday I went to an imaging place and had an ultrasound of my thyroid. If you've ever had an ultrasound, it's no less disgusting when they quirt KY all over your neck and roll that thing over it...but it wasn't too unpleasant, and I fell asleep, as I am want to do if I stay still for too long in a prone position (I've fallen asleep during root canals).
The sonogram specialist said, probably Hashimoto's Disease, which doesn't change my treatment or anything like that; just gives us a "why."
Possibly filed under thyroid stuff
Saturday, August 01, 2009
I had a warning that things were not going to go well this weekend when I did a 1.8 mile run Thursday night that wore me out. My legs felt heavy, and I was puzzled, but didn't worry about it.