12. DITZY, part 2. Luckly, I'm such a scatterbrain, that I had stuffed some bills into my computer bag, which was in my car (with no computer in it, of course) and so I was able to get some gas.
11. SELF-CARE. I'm getting pretty good at leaving work at work. Still. I read pages and pages of tragic lives. My job involves reading pages of medical records and history, and putting together a puzzle. The puzzle is, what's wrong with this kid? What's the best way to treat him, her?
One thing I suspected before but never knew for sure, is this: If I believed in devils, and I believed in evil, I would believe that heroin was sent here to create hell. For the people who get addicted to it, and the ones who love them, it is hell. It's an ugly, ugly thing.
Once you've looked into the gaunt face of a young teenager who has already lost the bloom of youth, and who would do anything, anything for more smack, you'll know it too.
10. I leave work behind by leaving it behind.
9. Of course, I did the Ghost Town 38.5...
8. One Saturday morning a few weeks ago, I woke up and couldn't stop crying. I was lying next to Baboo, and he was talking to me, and I was weeping. It was crazy. And scary. I didn't want to kill myself or anything. I jsut couldn't stop crying. I have a fantastic life. All the rest of the day, I felt tired, and had to fight back tears.
Depression runs in my family. My mother tried to eat her way out of it. My father killed himself. My sister turned to religion--I mean heavy, heavy religion.
So I started reading stuff about natural ways to deal with depression. I got out in the sunshine. And I bought some fish, and some fish oil. As you know, I have been a long time veghead. But here it is, when push comes to shove, and it's the fish or me, I pick me.
7. DreadPirate really pisses me off. Stupid perky race pictures. how come she looks so great and I look like someone dropped an anvil on me?
6. I broke my first non-resolution today: I joined weightwatchers. My first day, I blew out all my extra points. For the week.
5. So here's the problem: There are people who like to bake where I work. Also, the place is a "drop off" point for a local purveyor of baked goods. Once a week: fresh-baked herbed breads, rolls...ohhhhh. This is bad. really, really bad.
4. Here's my schedule:
Monday, work 7:30 to 4:30; class 6:00 to 9:00
Tuesday, work 7:30 to 4:30; class 6:00 to 9:00
Wednesday, work 7:30 to 4:30; teach 5:00 to 7:00
Thursday, work 7:30 to 4:30; class 6:00 to 9:00
Friday, work 7:30 to 4:30.
Yeah, me too. No idea when I'm going to get most of my workouts in.
3. Baboo and I went to the climbing gym again. Dude . DUUUUDE. I love this. I somehow have to fit it in with full time work, graduate school, and ironman training. but fit it in, I will.
2. Your tax dollars at work. This is the first time I've ever worked in private industry since leaving college. New Mexico hired this company last year (Google: OptumHealth Fines) to manage the state insurance (because we can't trust the government with healthcare) and they stopped paying their bills. The state warned them, and then fined them over a million bucks. Then they announced that they were putting this particular job up for bid.
Almost immediately, Optum got very, very stingy. Managed care sucks, that's all I'm going to say. But I have a plan: I'm reading the rules book for OptumHealth New Mexico closely, to do what my mentor in college told me. He was a wise man, and he said to me once, very seriously:
Misty, rules were made to be used against the people who made them.
Amen.
1. i will not eat any more free bread and cookies.
i will not eat any more free bread and cookies.
i will not eat any more free bread and cookies.
i will not eat any more free bread and cookies.
i will not eat any more free bread and cookies.
i will not eat any more free bread and cookies.
i will not eat any more free bread and cookies.
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6. I broke my first non-resolution today: I joined weightwatchers. My first day, I blew out all my extra points. For the week.
5. So here's the problem: There are people who like to bake where I work. Also, the place is a "drop off" point for a local purveyor of baked goods. Once a week: fresh-baked herbed breads, rolls...ohhhhh. This is bad. really, really bad.
4. Here's my schedule:
Monday, work 7:30 to 4:30; class 6:00 to 9:00
Tuesday, work 7:30 to 4:30; class 6:00 to 9:00
Wednesday, work 7:30 to 4:30; teach 5:00 to 7:00
Thursday, work 7:30 to 4:30; class 6:00 to 9:00
Friday, work 7:30 to 4:30.
Yeah, me too. No idea when I'm going to get most of my workouts in.
3. Baboo and I went to the climbing gym again. Dude . DUUUUDE. I love this. I somehow have to fit it in with full time work, graduate school, and ironman training. but fit it in, I will.
2. Your tax dollars at work. This is the first time I've ever worked in private industry since leaving college. New Mexico hired this company last year (Google: OptumHealth Fines) to manage the state insurance (because we can't trust the government with healthcare) and they stopped paying their bills. The state warned them, and then fined them over a million bucks. Then they announced that they were putting this particular job up for bid.
Almost immediately, Optum got very, very stingy. Managed care sucks, that's all I'm going to say. But I have a plan: I'm reading the rules book for OptumHealth New Mexico closely, to do what my mentor in college told me. He was a wise man, and he said to me once, very seriously:
Misty, rules were made to be used against the people who made them.
Amen.
1. i will not eat any more free bread and cookies.
i will not eat any more free bread and cookies.
i will not eat any more free bread and cookies.
i will not eat any more free bread and cookies.
i will not eat any more free bread and cookies.
i will not eat any more free bread and cookies.
i will not eat any more free bread and cookies.
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