In a rut

I am in such a funk. I'm hating my job, not wanting to see my friends, antsy at home, far lonelier than one should have to be around the holidays... just pretty much all around uncomfortable.

Let's see. I haven't updated in forever. I'm pretty much the worst blogger/journaler ever. I always have been. I've never been able to keep a diary.

back to normal

*sigh*

Life's back to normal. I went back to work yesterday. Everyone liked my new look and I supposedly look like I've lost weight. They were joking around and asking if I lied and went away to a spa instead.

Today was fun cause I got to work with Lynne all day. I hate Mondays and Wednesdays cause she doesn't work and I'm stuck with Them (the two I don't like). So today was fun cause I had my partner in crime with me, but yesterday... yesterday was awful. With the except of my crush coming for a couple hours to fix the Cash Recycler, it was really bad. I was alone with Them, I had to count money by hand, cause Herc was down and I haven't had to do that in ages, so I was a little rusty. And then this guy brought in about 150 savings bonds to cash. Seriously. I hate savings bonds. Unless you use them correctly, which nobody ever does, they are useless. This guy did it right though, he ended up getting back over $12,000. Seriously. Not that that made me like them any better. There is just a lot of work involved in cashing them out. And I did it all. Surprise, surprise. So, despite the fact that Nils, the crush, barely comes to our branch unless we break Herc, the Recycler, and despite the fact that my new hair looked cute and I dressed really nicely (all cause Lynne warned me that she broke Herc, so Nils would be there on Monday), despite all that, I was stressed and busy, so I had no time to flirt. That is if I knew how to flirt. I really don't know how. Not with a stranger, or at least, not with a stranger in a professional atmosphere who is relationship material. I can flirt with friends and I can flirt with strangers that I don't see going anywhere. Not that either of those have happened within the past... year+. We're not going into that. I'm gonna stop now.

Tomorrow's Halloween and I have no plans. I was supposed to go to Salem, but that fell through. I could go into Boston, but I don't really want to push it cause I've been exhausted at the end of the work day. Not to mention, I don't have a costume. I'm pretty good at the spontaneous ones, but still. If I went into the city, I would have to see my friend's boyfriend and I really don't like him.
At work, we have a Hawaiian theme. We stayed late tonight and decorated. It looks awesome. And I get to wear... JEANS tomorrow. Jeans at the bank! Its a freaking miracle! I still have to get some things together for some last minute decorating and find a Hawaiian-y shirt, so I'm gonna get started on that and then get to bed.

new haircut!

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I heart my new haircut!!! And all my red and blonde highlights!!!!!

post-op

I am very very sore. Very very swollen and very very itchy. Just all around uncomfortable. I ended up having to stay overnight cause they had to do more extensive surgery than they originally thought, but I still have both ovaries, so thank goodness for that. The cysts were so bad though that the doctor told my mom I should have been complaining about the cramps for years.

aww, sweet nostalgia

I got to see Rachel and Joe this weekend! And I went to the FH show with Lynne. I'm trying to get all my socializing in before I'm out for a week or so. I also saw Nils, the guy who I have a crush on at work.

I miss baton twirling. Like really miss it. Like, I'm looking at the schools I am applying to and seeing what their minimum trick requirements are. Its crazy. I haven't touched a baton in three years. Its all Madison and Stacey's fault. Stacey is a girl I used to twirl with back in the day, so is Madison now that I mention it. But Stacey caused me to find Maddy on Facebook and she's a twirler at UCF. Maddy was my little sister, pretty much.

So, I miss everything. I might actually break out the baton tomorrow to see if I still got it.

If I were to do this, I would need to get in shape. Big time.

scaredy cat

I went to the doctor on Tuesday. PreOp stuff, they checked and made sure it was still there. It is. Surgery's still on.

And I'm scared shitless.

ovaries and knitting

I kind of want to rename my blog that: Ovaries and Knitting. Come on, it's pretty much my life story.

Ovaries are still sick. It was confirmed today at my Pre-Op appointment. Not gonna lie, Dr Phil doesn't word things in the best light, he really scared me when he mentioned that if its too badly scarred then he'll have to remove the ovary. I'm 21. I want the option of having children when the time comes. The idea of losing an ovary and therefore 50% of having children... a little daunting.

So, on a lighter note, I got my Wicked Witch yarn. I should take pictures, and will, but I've already cast on a pair of socks. The goal is to have two pairs in time for the show ion the 21st, but I'm the world's slowest knitter, not to mention I suffer from Second Sock Syndrome, it may or may not happen. Plus I keep getting bored and want to work on my shawl.

My new mattress is AH-MAZE-ING! Really, I'm in love. And I'm an amazing mattress shopper. The trick is just keep saying, "No, really, I'm just price shopping for now..." I must have said it three or four times, but each time he cut the price down. $400 for a queen size mattress and box spring and bed frame.

I'm gonna get back to "reading" Voyager and knitting socks!