Friday thoughts from an old, old woman

Today, I sign the paperwork to begin my new job, and I'm rather excited about it. It means learning ALOT again, and I hope this old brain will stand up to all of it.

Yesterday, I worked at the Whippy Dip, aka the ICS, and it was no fun. My oldest son really didn't want or need my help...or at least that's the way it felt while I was there. To add insult to injury, I cut my finger and it bled for HOURS. I hate that, and I seem to cut myself alot.

CrazyDog is making life in this wonderful place hell. She will not ever relax, and it's really beginning to get me down. Taking her out for walks really isn't the problem, as it is an enjoyable place to walk her, but she wants to be walked constantly...She sees the vet back in our old town tomorrow, I really hope they can find a medication that will help her calm down. Physically, the crisis has passed and she is feeling better, mentally-I really feel sorry for her. At different times in my life, I have felt the way she seems to feel ALL the time, and living like that is no fun. We just keep trying to love her and have patience. It is hard, sometimes.

Daughter and her significant other are having problems, and I somehow have been sucked into the loop. I have no advice to offer, no help to give. I am given out, adviced out, and worn out. More than anything, I want my kids to be happy. Hell, I don't care how they accomplish that, but for heavens sake, just be happy. Life on this earth is too short to make problems, and if that's not what's happening, then perhaps the the wrong path has been chosen. Beyond that, I don't even know what to say to any of them.

I don't remember being so tired, not in a long, long time. Since I live my life in a perpetual state of tiredness, that's a huge statement to make. I am not sleeping well, and damned if I know why. Physically, my body is giving up, the pain is getting intolerable, and all I want is just to enjoy my new life. It's beginning to really piss me off.

This post was not supposed to be a whine-fest, and I do apologize...sometimes when I sit down to write, my fingers have ideas that my brain was not aware of.

On a happier note.....I've got nothing here.

Happy Friday, y'all.

We're moving on up

I apologize for not posting for a couple of days, and for causing so many of you to wonder how the "big" day went. It went very well. I however, did not. I made it for nine hours on Wednesday, then I "wimped", and had to leave. I was back to not being able to walk ten feet, just like last fall, before my surgery. I am not much better now, actually. I went in to work yesterday, told my DM that I would quit if she preferred, or that I needed a couple of days off to try and get my strength back. She agreed to the latter, so I am off until Monday. I pray that my strength returns, because as of now, I can't make it up the stairs again. This is scaring me, I have already been "fixed", there are no more procedures or surgeries left to help me. I will NOT go back into that damned chair. And I have to try and move tomorrow. Some days, I wonder why I bother to try. Seriously.

I wish each of you a great day today, it IS Friday. I will be around as much as possible, when I am able to walk, I need to be trying to pack. Don't give up on me, I'll get back to my regular posting and reading schedule once we are settled. :)