Story Time: *gives you an innocent grin*. So on my way to speedway in front of Walmart, I passed by a cop, who happened to notice my inspection sticker wasn’t blue. I pull into the gas station near a pump, I get out the car and I notice that same cop drives around my car looking suspicious. He pulls up around me just as I’m about to insert my speedway card into the machine he pulls up behind. Now its a staring contest between me and the cop (as I wonder, is he gonna shoot me for being outside of the car, technically he can’t give me a ticket if I’m outside of the car…what’s the procedure for being pulled over when the car is already pulled over…) Upon noticing I am still standing, the cop flips on his lights. I take that as my clue to get in the car shut the door, roll the window down hands on the wheel. So I get in, turn the car on so I can roll the windows down, then shut it off and wait. Now the cop comes out of his car and tells me why he pulled me over. I tell him the car belongs to my mom (she was supposed to take it to get inspected today but changed her mom her mind this morning) so I give him my license and registration he goes to run it …15 minutes (I know he’s checking to see if I have a record I’ve been pulled over before I know it doesn’t take 15 minutes. Everything comes back clean, he said its nothing personal its a safety issue he said he gave me a month extension (on the paper says 1/26/17 @5:30 at the latest), hands me back my stuff and leaves. So mom tells bro, he goes on his tirade, all I said was write down the window shield blade size and where I get it, text it to me, Next Thursday after work, I’ll get the blade and car inspected. Him: I’m telling you now WHAT YOU CAN’T REMEMBER SUCH A SIMPLE TASK!?” ME: no dumbass I can’t, what part of memory issues do we not comprehend, there days I barely remember how to spell my name and you want me to remember these places and blade sizes, not happening; just text it to me! Him: go F yourself, now you’re on your own! He continue to make fun of my memory issue, while mom is like “stop it you two.” And stood there silently as he continue to insult me while complaining about paying for everything but nothing gets done in this house. Really Walmart would?, mom kept talking about auto zone, that and I don’t know how to change a blade, hopefully YouTube will be helpful.
*Enters the room waving*
Hello everyone! And welcome back once again. How ya been? Hopefully good.
[Quick Toast: Happy NYE everyone! *raises a glass* May your 2017 be a hell of a lot better than 2016. Gotta admit for me personally, I am so done with this year and I’m glad it’s coming to an end. If you had a great 2016 more power to you and I hope the blessing keep pouring in for 2017. If you had a crappy 2016…like moi. May you finally get the break you really do deserve and I hope nothing but positive energy and luck comes your way. So once again, let’s all raise our glasses to a bright…happy…2017! To new beginnings…to ending one chapter and starting a new one. Or if you’re fed up with the book that you are reading/writing/in: to ditching an old book and starting a new one. Happy New Years everyone!]
I know it’s been a hot minute since we last chatted so lets do a quick recap.
Met the nurse practitioner, who looked over my medicine that the doctors had me on and she’s like “why do they have you on this, for the type of migraines you have-these actually trigger more migraines. You not being able to keep food or the medicines down really limits us to what we can do. Well, I do have another patient who suffers from Hemiplegic Migraines he prefers this type of cocktail of drugs would you like to give it a try?”First day I tried the new meds, felt so much better at the doctors my migraine pain was like 7.5 after taking the meds 2 hours later the pain level was one. The next day I was completely fine, for once I actually had energy and I was over sensitive to anything sounds, smells lights. Also I wasn’t nauseous! Although, I did randomly vomit at some point in the day; that was weird to do projectile vomit with no warning, but I still felt great, I actually went well enough to the point where I wanted to go out and talk to random strangers and ask them how they were, but the horrible weather outside was like . Then the day after the migraines came back…Long story short the medicine isn’t working anymore. I feel like my migraines are getting stronger and i might be building up a tolerance to my medicine, even my anti-nausea medicine that i use to help keep my medicine down isn’t working I’m popping at least 3 of those pills, when at the beginning with one pill I would be fine for the whole day.
Still need to see an optometrist for my eyes I’ve been getting shadows and double visions and I think i need to see a G.I. to find out why am I not keeping food down. at the doctors office it said I weigh 115LB but I was wearing my steel toe boots and layers that day. I placed my hands on my hip today at work-and the first thought that came to mind was “wait did I loose more weight since Saturday?!” Maybe I should start doing weights I feel like my arm strength isn’t as good as it use to be….It sucks watching myself deteriorate especially, when people start complaining around me about how they need to “lose” weight. While i’m over here thinking “You don’t know how lucky you have it; you get to eat a plate of food you don’t have to worry about hurling it back up. Or,Hungry yet nauseous all the time.” *side note at my job in order to keep your insurance premiums low you have to do a health evaluation and make healthy choices that you enter into a computer. But due to my health…I gotta be real, I feel like shit 98% of the time i’m in pain all the time I don’t want to exercise and last thing I need to do is lose and more fucking weight if anything I need to be on the anti-diet!On another note, due to 2016 being a horrible, crappy year. I was a total Miss Anti-Holiday. I didn’t feel as though my family members deserved gifts, so after years of them saying “This holiday sucks” (especially, when they got hundreds of dollars worth of stuff and I only got $20 for myself) or “Oh great, now I have to get you something too!” (Even though, I told them “no you don’t, you are not obligated to return the favor, which they never did.”) *That and I had to pay for my crown (I’m done with the dentist, they wanted to do a few more fillings but i’m like “I’m done”.) so due to a lack of funds, I used my money for food (we had agreed prior that for Christmas dinner it would simple Soups and Sandwiches) no one help me pay for it, I made enough to last a few days I felt like bro ate more than his fair share (I would come home with a pounding migraine, he’s literally here ALL DAY LONG with a fridge full of food, but he won’t eat that. Nope, hates to cook his own but LOVES my sandwiches)
. The family decided on 7 days of seafood tradition (I hate that tradition-and wanted no partake in it so the sandwiches were supposed to cover me for those days -mom and bro ate my food.) later on that day, when asked where are the presents told them there were none.
NYE, due to a lack of funds, and hardly any food in the house. I saw no need to celebrate. I didn’t even watch the ball drop. All I could think was the past couple of years have not been kind to me. Why celebrate 2017, if this (looks around the room) is how it’s gonna be. When I woke up, I heard Mariah Carey had given a horrible performance in NYC.
January 2017- (excerpt from a convo with a friend)
guess what happened to me this morning? so I told you about the lack of gas yesterday right, mom said she would ask bro for some cash. So this morning I asked her if she was able to get the cash since both cars were on empty (i put what was left of extra gas we had in the garage in car it was enough to get me to work and half way home) So i wake her up and she asks me yet again “You don’t have any money?”She literally asked me that ten hours ago. to which my reply was still “no” so she hands me her card. I go to cumberland farms try to use the card but it wanted the pin. So I took two guesses and failed. finally called mom, of course she doesn’t answer her phone. And i’m thinking “oh you’ve got to be kidding me!” So I drive to work with my eye on gas tank hoping the car doesn’t die in the middle of street. I make it work and send mom a text about the needing the pin from the parking lot. Now it’s time to leave work before I do i check my phone I got the pin, so I go to the Sunoco on Nott Street this station (I don’t need the pin) at this point i’ve had a migraine since 8 AM and now it’s very strong, I come across a woman who looks like a character out of a harry potter movie (the tea lady) if you’ve seen it. And there is this big angry looking Asian man pacing in front of station. The lady asked me if I was busy (I think she needed help) I told her I Was b/c my migraine was getting really strong ( I was at that point where i’m like I need this gas to pump faster before my migraine gets too strong and I won’t be able to drive) I get the gas and would you believe I drove off with the gas door and hup cap hanging at the side. turned on to one street that was very narrow don’t know where i was or if it was a one way to fix the hup cap. Surprisingly the hup cap incident didn’t shock me too much b/c of the location of my migraine -I know when I get it there my short term memory is f*cked and I tend to make more mistakes and forget things. I pulled into someone’s space or perhaps it was there home drive way….I did a three point turn and made it home safely. There is literally enough gas to get me there,back and there again which is fine since payday is Thursday providing bro does not take the car As for today, my watched died, forgot to put the new stickers on the car, went the wrong way to work (technically it’s the correct way but it takes longer, thus I used up more gas than I wanted too) at that point in drive I started verbally expressing myself and how I feel that my guardian angel hasn’t been doing her job for past few years, and I want to upgrade to someone else. Needless to say upon saying that about two minutes later, my watch came back to life. To which I replied “oh, you fixing this does NOT negate everything else that has gone wrong!”
BTW: took an astrological quick 2017 astrological chart reading on several sites. First site said “this was not my year”. Other site said “your job will become obsolete and you’ll get let go in the second half of the year.” And the third site is like “holy crap you’ve been hit with a lot of bad luck these few years which is odd because your chart indicate your life shouldn’t be this hard good news is its a transition year that means you’re in for some big changes but you’re gonna get hit with one more horrible thing.before it gets better.’. Me : seriously. The reading I got in 2016 says accident, near death but I survive -I’ll be injured but I will get over it and move to brighter days I’m just like “I’m not looking forward to that hospital bill!” But I don’t mind the food but on the off chance the food has gone down hill since 06 I hope someone sneaks me in good seasoning Lol I can imagine the look on the nurses face when she strolls in to check my vitals “what are you doing!?” Me: making the food tasty, its missing fat and butter I am not down with this healthy crap! and no; I will neither give you my butter or my spices we are in a recession!
Well, that about covers it, hope everyone else has been having a much better time than me.
Hello everyone, and welcome back. Long time no see; I trust all of you have been well.
Nothing much really going on with me, my brother’s loud girlfriend went back to her country. I have one more appointment left on my dental adventure (the crowning) and then I am done. Whether the dentist feels as though his work is done or not, is on him. But on December 27, 2016 “I” am declaring myself done with this process. Since I used up my dental insurance for this year, the crowning I had to pay out of pocket. It went from $448 down to $397. I wish they had done the crowning earlier in the process so I could have gotten that covered by insurance. I told the secretary at my last appointment on Monday to cancel my cleaning (I had scheduled that months back) I don’t think she took it out of the system, yesterday I receive a reminder card about the appointment.Personally, I have floss, Listerine and I know where to get Crest Whitening strips- I think i’m good. I’m a little down about Christmas this year, I really wanted this year to be about me. Christmas is about “receiving not giving” But for the past couple of Christmases I have been doing a lot of giving and no receiving. Last year’s Christmas was just horrible, I felt as though people i.e family were not appreciative of the gifts that they receive. Which sucks, because I use my whole paychecks to buy gifts- things they actually want or said that they wanted throughout the year. This year, I really wanted to be selfish and just treat myself, and only get gifts for myself. I’ve had a pretty tough shitty year and felt as though at least the end of 2016 should be nice. But because of the crowning process I had to push some bills back, timing wise of everything just doesn’t match up. I foresee myself only having a couple of dollars for on Christmas. Doesn’t help there is an office party coming up, they decided to do a secret Santa-I was the only one who opted out of it. (I literally only have 36 cents to my name.) I can’t afford cards let alone gifts for people! I know I come off looking stingy-I don’t have the money for this. I wish I could just skip the party and the festivities. It sucks when your reality is “you’re the poorest person in the room.”
So far, Christmas has turned into a total bummer. Its like just when you think you get a little ahead, you run out of something, or there isn’t enough food, or the car needs gas, doctor’s appointments etc.”
Seeing how broke I am, left me a little hopeless for 2017 so what’s a girl to do whose curious about the future? I went and check out my horoscope for 2017, It’s like “yeah…2017 is NOT you’re year!” And all I could think was “B*tch it hasn’t been my year since 2014!” When am I going to catch a break. So i’m like okay, my luck sucks maybe my twenty-eight birthday will be better, and as i’m planning ahead with a guesstimation of how much I think i’ll get from my tax return I was reminded, of my past previous birthdays and me “trying something new” and my mother ruining my birthday with her constant complaints/ interference. I was thinking of doing a solo trip to Hawaii- I crave the beach and ocean, warm sunny days but mainly being away from all negativity and just enjoying the view of the ocean. I foresaw her trying to crash in on my vacation…again. So i’m like “let’s go somewhere – but she cannot come.”
Which brings me to the title of this post I saw this picture on Facebook, and it got me thinking which would you choose” I like the idea of having 2016 mindset in 1998. But going back 18 years is a lot. and I had a crappy childhood. My childhood is not something I would want to relive. But the idea of waking up at 45 with $50million in the bank would be nice. I would be curious to know what happened in that 17 year span. So I guess for me it’s the red pill. Which would you choose?
Hello everyone, I have a random story to share today (Thursday): I walked into the liquor store the clerk hears the bell and comes out and does the whole “can I help you.” And i’m thinking “I literally just came in, give me a minute but I kept it polite. “Oh no, i’m just looking” and making my way across endless beer packages I make my way to the back of the store and come across the single beers (hey sometimes all you need is one, or in my case two and wine cooler) finally I spot the thing I was looking for! I head towards the cash register, the clerk is sitting on the floor looking at something I say cheerfully,” I can’t believe you guys have ___ I’ve been looking everywhere for this *shows him* Walmart use to sell it but doesn’t anymore”. *puts stuff on the counter* If you give me a moment I’ll show you my ID, *shows the guy my ID* Him *says thoughtfully*: “1989.” He goes on about wishing it was 1918 -I didn’t get the joke. he then asks me about the taste and I tell him it taste like bud mixed with v8 juice and other one just take like your typical wine cooler. He then looks me up and down ask “if I either have a baby or had a baby” mind you it was little hard to understand with his accent. He looked Asian but sounded Indian. Finally I understood and i’m like “noooo, I don’t have any kids i’m not married!” He looks me up and down again and then looks at my ring finger notices there is no ring, and then his face just lights up like a kid at Christmas. Me being dense; i’m a little hurt by that comment, I lost way too much weight I don’t look pregnant at all- i’m thinking he’s calling me fat, but then a light bulb goes off in my head – he’s trying to find out if i’m single, and this is not the first time a foreigner has asked me something similar to that. at that point i’m like “let me get up out of here, I don’t know this guy, he’s handsome but he’s already talking about babies, and judging by the look on his face he has my future planned and I’m not here for that. I came here for Alcohol not a life time commitment.” I pay for my things I say goodbye and I left.
Hello everyone, long time no see. I trust all of you have been well and life has been treating you nicely. I wish I could say the same for me so without any further ado, Let’s jump into the recap. You tell me if I am wrong for feeling short changed.
It started out as Murphy’s Law. Went to update the GPS then the GPS started having problems, had call the tech guy. While he was working on that, I went to work. Came back 4 hours later, packed up the car and as we’re driving mom is like “okay set the GPS to take us to D.C” That annoyed me, who starts driving without setting GPS first, it’s like what were you doing the last 4 hours? Couldn’t set it, so we had to turn the car around and come home and ask my brother to do. Took him 15 minutes to get it (apparently we weren’t the only ones having problems getting it to work.)….then got a little suspenseful the further south we went, the more cops we saw. We went to one bathroom that reminded me of a bathroom from a horror movie, then it got a little confusing. The GPS kept giving us the wrong directions, like it would tell us to turn right (when there was no right turn-if we had made a right we would have went off the side of a cliff. It was like the map was backwards and it kept dying at the most inopportune times after being charged 48 hours. we used the car charger and it still kept cutting off. we did use my phone, but that battery life sucks, the phone was better but my samsung would over heat and die too.-but I was going along with it and having fun We were on the road for about 7 hours. We stopped to get some gas once we got to D.C I got some lottery tickets, there was this woman outside the store trying to bum money off of people. went to the Holiday INN to find out how much their rooms were the lady was like “it’s $239 a night and the only room we have is the King suite (as killed a bug right in front of my mom with some paper looking unfazed. while mom looked freaked out), Next we went over to the Marriott that was right next door, which looked much cleaner inside, and got a double bed room for $189-which would end up being $224.10 when we checked out we had to pay 15 dollars for parking) Now when he aid $189 a night, I asked “Do you know what direction the Motel 8 is?” [I did my research and knew. D.C is overpriced that it’s better to get the hotel in Baltimore and drive 49 miles to D.C] Needless to say, my mother snores like a lawn mower, I kid you not, even here at our house I can hear her through the walls. So imagine me being about 2-3 feet from here having to hear that loudness. I couldn’t sleep, grabbed the sheets off my bed and went to the bathroom tried to sleep on the floor. The floor was cold and the sheets ultra thin, the floor was hard and bathroom had a chlorine like smell (there was chlorine in the water, needless to say, I got a little sick off that.) eventually i left the bathroom went sit on the bed and read the news via smart phone. and watched cops pull cars over left and right. D.C was on high alert there were signs everywhere if you see something say something. The morning of the 24th (my birthday) My migraine was getting worse, but I pushed that aside it was my 27th birthday all I wanted to do was have fun. Went breakfast at the hotel, had this Spanish family eyeing my mother’s purse (She left it in her chair) after the third person literally walk back and just stood there looking at it, I got up and put it in my lap. Told my mom when she sat down with her food. At one point (the same family) brought over eggs for the children, there was this loud “POP” sound as a cloud of yellow solid material flew through the air, the room got silent and then it hit, The kids took the eggs and made a catapult it hit the wall were me and my mom where sitting and landed in her hair. I noticed the look of shock on my mother’s face, I looked over at the kid’s mother’s and she didn’t give a damn, everyone else looked annoyed. Those who got hit were pissed and they gathered up their stuff and moved away. I pulled the egg of my mother’s hair and she’s like “Let’s go, I’ve had enough!” As we’re driving away she’s complaining trying to calm herself down, me I’m looking forward to exploring. we asked several D.C people about parking; but no one seem to know where the parking was. (I think mom took affront to that-as if its some big secret that no one wanted to tell her about.) I said let’s park on the street and pay the meter. We ended up in a garage. 0-1 hour =$11 anything more than an hour $22. and The parking lot guy leaves at 7pm. So we walked around, I was enjoying myself, seeing new things, and watching the people. I found the cops to be fully dressed for battle and little on edge (when you’re a tourist you’re going to look around. But they saw that as suspicious activity and either assumed we either saw something or were going to do something. But I always made it clear I’m here for the Smithsonian, I was all happy and smiles and had my guide book in my hand. And mom kept going on and on about the Hope Diamond. Mom found reasons to complain,”Why is there so much walking!, Why doesn’t anyone know where this diamond is? He’s a cop he should know where everything is! I’m annoyed, why is no one knows were the parking is, all these people and no one knows anything! I’m tired of walking….Didn’t they know I was coming to town, they should have had golf cart waiting for me to take me around! I came all the way down here from New York, the least they could have done was tell me the correct building to find the Hope Diamond in! why are a lot of these buildings closed? Don’t tell me we came during peak season for tourist. You know they really should have separate entrances for field trips, You know this art is really boring…..oh you like sculptors…they’re really not interesting…we can go in if you want to; but they’re really boring they don’t inspire me. You know all this art is fake right? if it was real it would be behind glass like that one painting over there that comes with a security guard.” She sad that while we were in the museum; you could tell the people working there were annoyed with her. I could tell they were thinking “Yeah, the diamond is nice but we DO have other things here that are just as equally inspiring.” Seriously, if i hadn’t left her every time we went into a building, I would never have gotten to see anything. She found faults in everything. I just wanted to scream at her “ITS MY BIRTHDAY, MY DAY, NOT YOURS!”
then about 3-4 hours into my vacation, After our 4th building with the long wait, and the security check point (after being told by an officer the diamond would be in that building) only to get in and go up to the second floor and come across another officer this time a woman (who actually seem to know what she was talking about, she let us know that we were in the wrong building but very close, what we seek was literally right across the street on the second floor. by then moms attitude came out. mom announced because she’s tired and can’t find the hope diamond (we looked through several buildings (i was enjoying the arts and having fun being in a new environment-she kept rushing me about that damn diamond asking every police officer she could about which building it was in-none of them seem to know) Finally she’s like “F-it, we’re leaving and going back to NYS (mind you she told me, before we left the trip that we would come back on Friday (I originally had scheduled Saturday, but then she invited herself and said Saturday wouldn’t work for her. Had I known, that after that 7 hour drive, she was going only give me 3-4 hours to walk around and see the sites I wanted to see and then take me home. I honestly wouldn’t have went on the trip. To me that’s not a vacation that’s a tease. I didn’t even get a gift or a souvenir from D.C, I didn’t get to visit China Town (although there were a lot of Asians everywhere, I didn’t get to try sushi or sake.I didn’t get to see the MLK statue,Einstein, or Lincoln statue or SPY museum and those were the highest things on my to do list. All she went on about was the hope diamond, and how that place had too much walking, how she was from NY and they should have golf carts to take her around, and how it isn’t right that she’s not from there any time she asked someone for directions they had no idea where anything was. You could tell the cops were a little annoyed with her. You could tell they were thinking “This is walking city, people walk here.” As we were driving back she’s like “oh come on, you look like a kid who had to leave the playground before you were ready, D.C wasn’t that great it was a waste of time.” Internally, I was screaming and crying. I really didn’t want to go back to my reality, it wasn’t fair…how could she does this to me. All I wanted was 48 hours away from my reality. Just some time and room to fucking breathe, But no she invited herself; not only to diamond but because she didn’t believe I could do the drive myself. (Which by the way I could have) Here’s the real kicker, on the drive out of D.C she starts pointing out directions to the places I had wanted to see. For example: “You know if we had taken that right and drove for a bit we could have went to see that International Spy Museum you had wanted to see. (She had my guide book earlier so she saw all the things I had highlighted that I really wanted to see and do.At that rate I was like “why are you telling me about stuff I wanted to do that you are clearly not going to let me see.”) it sucked some sites were closed for renovations, that’s why you look at monuments too. I didn’t come all that way just to look at one item.>=( Needless to say, we made it home about an hour ago, I gathered up my GPS’s things (it’s going back to the store for crappy and constantly dying on me despite constant charging! I’m getting my $96 dollars back.) I once again, for the 4th time in a row I bought my own birthday cake, and flowers. You know she had the nerve to say to me “Oh you didn’t make your wish yet?” (When I told her I wanted to stop off at the store for a cake and candles) Due to her snoring throughout the night loudly I couldn’t sleep so 24hours no sleep, massive headache in bright sunny 78 degree weather, at some point during the drive home, to pain got to bad for me and I went unconscious-it was painful during the sight seeing but since it was my birthday I wanted to see everything. My Bday suck, but F*ck it, I’m doing a redo!
Tried to do a Redo-nothing went according to plan. Talked my brother into taking e to a sushi place (we wouldn’t give me the directions and it was agreed upon I was paying)-Not a shocker there. The first day I waited 7 hours for him to get “ready” by 8:30 pm I was like Fuck it, I’m not going. and I told my brother, forget sushi it’s fine, I’ll just take myself to the movies (there’s a Thai sushi place right across the street from the movie so I figured “why do I have to wait for someone else on my birthday redo. No, Fuck this shit, i’m going on my own. Then surprisingly the next day he’s like “Okay, I’ll go now. So we went, the decor was really dark inside and I didn’t care for the music. The food was good, The soy sauce way to SALTY. Sake taste like water down vodka to me, so I ordered a coke and made a cocktail and then it was on the money. If you haven’t had it before I highly suggest ordering sake with some type of non-alcoholic drink and making a cocktail. – You can thank me later.
The next day I got up early and went to PetSmart to get me a pet. I really wanted a black cat (I’ve had other colors but not black) I spoke with my neighbor who only gets black cats and he let me know were he goes and the price range. Over here’s about $80-100 for a cat, that includes updated shots, micro-chipped in case they are lost and one month free of pet insurance. Also depending on their age it can also include a voucher to get them spayed or neuter. To me that’s a deal. I went to the store to buy me a kitten, I watched them for awhile and settled on one I connected with. I filled out the paper. But because I live with mom even at the age of 27 I had to get her permission. Needless to say, mom asked that question “How much Does it cost” -mind you she wasn’t paying for it. I told her the price and she said “no” “that’s too expensive, that’s a waste of money, why do you want a pet?!” me: “Because I need this.” Her: no it’s a waste of money, that’s money better spent on buying food for the family. It sucks that at 27 that i would even need her permission at all for anything I want especially if i’m paying for it. but why am I not shocked. once again she walked all over my feelings/needs. if it’s not what she wants then it must not be what I want. When she told me no, all I could think was “this is the reason why I stay quiet, no one in this family listens to me. Once again, the proof is in the pudding, what I want, and feel doesn’t matter. If it’s not what she wants, then it doesn’t matter if it’s important to me or not.” I came home to her giving me a smug look, as if she had won some great battle. The only thing she managed to do was walk all over me gain.
I’m actually a very lonely person, I try to find happiness in the small day to day routines. These last couple of years have truly sucked for me. It took a lot of guts and time to go out and try to get a new cat. I waited a few year because I was grieving over the loss of my last cat. I suppose I could try to forgive her ignorance towards me. She doesn’t know I’m depressed. ( Although I find that to be shocking, my brother has been depressed for over 20 years. You’d think she’d recognized the signs when they are clear as day. I tried telling my brother I was depressed, he rebuffed me. “No, I’M DEPRESSED, I TAKE PRESCRIBED MEDICATION! You….you’re just sad.” To which I reminded him, not everyone shows the same symptoms when dealing with mental illness. As mom said “Parents know when something isn’t quite right with their children when it comes to mental illness, its just that some choose not to accept it.” So instead they’ll give me occasional looks of concern. Any who , my brother did say he would look into “finding me a free flea ridden kitten.” But on one seem to grasp the the cold hard fact. Money was never an issue for me. I know what it takes to take care of a pet. I had no problems or qualms paying the fee. What I have an issue with: lack of boundaries, at my age NO ONE should be telling me what I can, or how I can spend my hard earned money. The issue isn’t about the cat -although that does piss me off. It’s about control, specifically trying to control someone elses money. Just like with that trip, she didn’t care about how much it meant for me to go on my own-she saw how excited I was to get the hell away from here, she saw it as an opportunity to control the situation. Her car her rules. She knew if I had rented a car like I wanted to, picked the hotel like I wanted too we would not have left when she wanted to. When she had mentioned she was tired, I would have said “okay” took her back to the hotel and I would have came back and continued to explore and had a great time. If we had stuck to my plan. Not this bogus, we’re gonna be on the road for 7 hours. I’ll give 3 hours (I checked the parking ticket) to walk around- Well I’m not having fun, so we’re going to end your birthday/vacation sooner.
My vacation/ birthday was ruined.
Hello beautiful people! I trust you have all been doing well.
Hopefully, judging by my greeting; you can tell i’m in a good mood. Who wouldn’t be it’s Tax refund season! That special time of the year where we finally get a little piece of the pie. Thankfully, this year I have received a nice size of the pie. And have come to the conclusions with my twenty-seventh birthday slowly but surly coming up quickly, I need a vacation….I deserve a vacation! Last year’s birthday total sucked and I really didn’t have fun. I was broke, and what little money I did have, went to paying off the cable bill, only had a little left to get me some food no presents!
Well, this year; I’m not making that mistake again. I even took time off from work. I have decided, I am leaving my state and I am going somewhere else! (Most birthdays, I take the time off, but stay at home: sleep in, go out, buy my cake, flowers and food etc, but it never feels like a vacation. In the back of my mind I’m thinking of “work” because I didn’t go anywhere, so it never feels like a vacation but rather, simply “a day off”. I really wanted to go some place warm, I was thinking of Los Angeles; technically I had/have the money to get there (LAX) but I’d only have about $70 or so, to cover me for three days (not including lodging or transportation) So I quickly scrapped that idea. Then I thought about going to Miami or Orlando, Florida. I watched various YouTube videos about visiting and went on the websites and the only feelings I had about that place was “I am so bored.” So then I thought about what are some things I would love to do?
Well I love museums (total nerd response-I know.)
, I love learning; and learning about cultures. That, and I haven’t visited a museum since the fourth grade! I want to be in an interesting enough city where I can walk around and take in the culture, and the people itself. Try new foods, it’s been awhile since i’ve been in a restaurant. I’d love to stop off in a bar and grab a drink, (haven’t been in a bar since college). *The key here, is that on this trip I will be going solo, so I have to be careful about the things I choose, it’s one thing if I was going out with friends then there is a sense of strength of numbers. But when you’re by yourself especially in a new place I can’t really hop on the whole “night life circuit”
. That’s what I really didn’t care for when it came to Miami and Orlando, it seemed like if you weren’t going to the Space Station, or the Amusement Park, clubbing is where you wanted to be. To be honest with you, clubbing never really interested me. So after some more deliberation, I was thinking “I don’t want to go NYC again, I’ve already been there, I want to try some place new..: So I settled one *Drum roll* Washington,D.C. I did/have been checking the weather and it’s going to be in the sixties so a lot warmer than it’s been here. It’s only like six or seven hours (depending which way you go) away. So I get annoyed and want to come home early, I’m not that far away. So about a week or so ago, I ordered a Travel Guide for D.C. it came came in today, I like how they gave price ranges for things. I’m spending my birthday in the Smithsonian!!!, I liked that majority of the things I want to see are all collectively in the same area. So i’m thinking “Sweet, that means all I have to do is find a nice parking spot and stay there!” I have gone through the book and highlighted different things I want to do. The main goal for the trip is to try something new, so I only highlighted a few things that I definitely want to do; but I also want to leave the rest of my day open. So I don’t burn myself out. I found out they have a china town there; so I’m definitely going there. I’m staying pretty cheap on this trip. The most expensive attraction on my to do list is Madame Trousseau House of Wax, I had been to the one in NYC about eight years ago, it was expensive, and half the building was shut down for reconstruction but they didn’t feel the need to cut the price in half. That always irked me. That clearly was a rip off. I was looking at the pictures and it hit me, I need to buy a selfie-stick, it hit me as I was looking at the pictures, I won’t have anyone to take the pictures for me so i’m gonna need the stick.
I am really looking forward to my solo trip. In previous post I had talked about how I wanted to travel the world if I ever won the lottery. If I ever win, I’m going to be solo; so doing this domestic trip I think will be a nice segway, into seeing if traveling is something I like to do, and if I can traveling on my own.:) I see it as a challenge and I’m really looking forward to it.
Here is some of the things I want to do in D.C
- Madame Trousseau
- China Town
- Go to my first Sushi restaurant, and try sushi and sake
- Visit a Comedy Club
- Go to a Spoken Word (where poets do their things, while I get to sit in the audience and eat.)
- See the famous Monuments
- Visit a Botanical Guardians
Unlike last year, when I had to put responsibility before fun, this year to block that, Thanks to my Tax return coming in early. I have already went shopping for the trip. Already ordered my birthday presents, Most importantly I went ahead and paid my bills. Thankfully the 24th (my birthday) is pay day, so around noon I’ll have some extra cash that is all my own to do with as I please. I personally cannot remember a time I got to have a paycheck that was solely my own . I think it really would do me a world of good, to simply take a break from my life. All that is left to do is Rent the car, and reserve the hotel room and of course get me a selfie stick. P.S. if anyone has any suggestions of what I should see or do, or which foods to try while i’m there, please leave a comment. I’m open to suggestions =D
Hello, everyone, today’s going to be a quick rant followed by a toast to all of you.
Okay, so today I was filling in for the Secretary, I was doing great, I had all the applications I needed open, so I could easily switch from one thing to next. When a new patient comes in they have to fill out a Hippa release form. To help me remember, I always put Hippa forms into the new charts; so when I open it i’m reminded “okay, this person needs to fill this out.” So the doctor comes over, opens up the charts (on the wrong side) sees only the charge ticket and is like “*sigh*…you know when we get a new patient, they have to fill out Hippa form *as she goes to reach for a blank on.” I reach inside the chart that she’s holding grab the Hippa form that’s filled out and put that on top of the charge ticket and reply oh so sweetly “..see, i’m getting better.” and she replies in shock “Oh, you remembered.” I’m just thinking “was she trying to throw some underhanded shade at me? check the fucking chart before you say/suggest someone didn’t do something.” Yesterday, another doctor comes up to me, interrupts my confirmation call, to resend an report to a doctor’s office she’s like “I don’t know if you sent this to the doctor and patient, but I put the wrong thing on it, so could you resend this new report.” I smile sweetly and tell her I will, I checked the sent log, I signed off on the 16th of this month that I sent out the reports, I also looked up the confirmation page and shows me that fax did go through on the 16th. I’m just thinking, if you weren’t sure, why didn’t check the logs, I felt like she was trying to place some blame on me, for her mistakes. There was another hiccup, I had just entered in a charge ticket, and after I did that I noticed the doctor hadn’t wrote the diagnostic code. its when I went to go get the code from her she’s like “Oh, don’t worry about doing this charge, I already did it.” At this point i’m annoyed.
When she was at my window giving me the paper she didn’t tell me, She told me that patient was making a payment and needed to schedule an appointment for 3 weeks from today. Nothing about that damn charge ticket. I know there is a way to delete a charge, so I texted the Secretary, (I had an idea where I was suppose to go in the application but not what to write.) she walks me through it via text, and also sends the doctor an text message. (She made it seem like the doctor told me not to enter the charge and I did it anyway. Which is the complete opposite of what I told her. I don’t know why she felt the need to tell the doctor, when it’s something that can easily be fixed in 60 seconds).
So the doctor comes in the room she’s all upset with me, because she thinks, I went an did charges anyway. I remain calm, because I know the situation isn’t as deep as everyone is making it out to be. I inform her I got the notes and can easily fix it, and that I had entered in the charge ticket before she told me about it. and she’s like The Speech Secretary can help you out, she knows how to do it! …Did I really not tell you about that prior to you coming into my room….*walks off* (I’m thinking, how the fuck am I suppose to learn this job if you keep wanting to give tasks to other people. The speech Secretary calmly and friendly; let’s me know, if I get stuck to ask for help.) I did get a little stuck, I had a question about one thing, the secretary was a little confused as well, but she helped me out. And the situation was fixed in like 60 seconds.
I didn’t get to leave on time, I couldn’t until all charge tickets were done, and I didn’t know if her last appointment required payment or not, so I had to wait to enter it into the payment log, while she was with the patient, I had to finish looking up charts for Tuesday (can someone explain to me why i’m looking up Charts for Tuesday, if i’m gonna be there Monday?) Also, am I the only one who finds it odd a doctor knows how to enter in a charge a ticket but doesn’t know how to delete one? Instead of like 4:15, I got out at 4:51. I didn’t have the car, had to wait for mom to come and get me, I had to wait an extra 30 minutes (she forgot about me and went shopping.) I am very proud of myself today, I did much better than I did last time, I gave myself some extra notes, to help me out where I forgot stuff last time. I’m gonna give myself an “A” I did a pretty good job, Right before I turned out the lights to office, I remembered phone call I was suppose to make (me and this woman had been playing phone-tag all day) by then I had shut off everything, and I wasn’t gonna turn that computer back on, the office is closed, the day is over. I left a note for the secretary to handle it in the morning.
To all my friends; near and far. Whether you’re in the USA or another Country. *Raises glass* I wish you all a safe, fun, and happy new year. 2015….was tough….and that’s putting it lightly. Some of you did well, others of us; came out with a few more scars and little bit jaded towards the world…The good news is; we made it, we’re a little battered (exhausted) and our wallets are thinner then what they should be. But I like to think we’ve come a lot further today, then we were 6-8 months ago. If you had a great year; god bless you. But if you’re like me and you had a crappy year, I wish you the very best in 2016, I hope your wallets get fatter, you’re burdens in life lighter, and I hope you find some time to seriously just …treat yourself (to do whatever truly makes YOU happy.) So to my dear, darling friends, I wish you all the best in 2016.*raises my glass a little higher* “To 2016, may we all finally get the break we so deserve!” grin emoticon