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… my time in the office was really weird.  Monday I had a morning meeting off campus and didn’t get at my desk until after 10am.  Then I had a meeting that afternoon at 3:30 that also took me away from my desk.

The time in between did not seem very productive.  I know I did stuff.  I just feel like I didn’t get anything done.

Tuesday I had that medical appointment and didn’t get to my desk until after 11am.  I worked until 4:30.  Still did stuff.  Still felt like I didn’t get anything done.

I kept feeling like I was forgetting something important I was supposed to do, but it just never came to me.

I hate that feeling.

Wednesday I took as vacation time.

Also on Monday I took at good look at the Uber One’s desk.  He’ll be moving into his newly renovated office soon and it will be left behind.  It’s a big u-shaped desk that has LOTS OF ROOM to spread out and work.  And it will fit nicely in the office space I’ll be moving to soon.

Sometimes I’m working on things that require me to have a lot of stuff about me, but I’ve not been able to that properly in the space I have now.  And the traffic and noise in the space I’m in right now is stressing me out and messing with my productivity.  My job is so different from what I was doing a year ago.  I still have all the same things, but now there are many new things and I feel like I’m not doing any of them properly.  I worry and worry that I’m going to screw something up big time and be out on my ass because of it.

Sometimes I need a door to close — and badly.  It’s hard, because I want to be a part of things, but I also need more peace to do my job effectively

I’m lucky enough to have garnered a position with people who want me to succeed and know the importance of proper working situations for someone like me who is burdened with ADD, more introverted (I truly enjoy being a part of things, but they also exhaust me to the point of anxiety) and dealing with chronic issues like arthritis and depression.

I’ve even realized that being in this space should mean less missed work because of a migraine.  Since I’ll not be out in the middle of everything and more out of site of everyone I can have ice bags ace bandaged to my head and continue working.  I can look stupid, but it won’t matter since no one will be able to see me.  And I can just take them off when I have to go out into the public areas.  Go ahead and laugh out loud and the image I just put in your head.  I know it’s crazy, but it really does work for me.

It’s the ice bags that make my migraines bearable, but it is also the ice bags that keep me home.  Another issue resolved with the move of my workspace!

So this desk is not fancy; it’s just big and roomy.  It’s perfect.  Awesome.  It will totally work for me in the hopefully more peaceful space in our office suite I’m moving to not soon enough.

My visit with my PCP went okay.  Oh, she fussed at me because it has been more than five months since I’ve been in.  I’m supposed to come in every three months because of my diabetes.  Crap.  I have lost another 6 lbs since June.  BIG SMILE. I’m still not in the smaller sized clothes I bought a few months ago, but I’m getting there!

The numbness and pain I’ve been experiencing is not uncommon for someone of my size and should get better and go away as I lose more weight.  If it doesn’t, then there are tests (that sound like PLEASE MAKE SURE THIS GOES AWAY) that can be done to find and fix whatever is going on.

She offered me some meds that would help with the nerve pain, but I’m on so many meds now (what? 6? 7?) I said told her no.  I will just continue to wake up and change my sleeping position for now.  This situation really does a number on my sleep and I’ve been going to bed earlier and earlier just to make sure I’m getting enough sleep.  I do not need to be tired when I have so many issues to deal with.   Becoming so persistently tired again would surely send me over.

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I promise I’m not being neglectful on purpose…

I’ve just been that busy as of late.

This past weekend I worked at updating a client’s site (and will have more changes after work today) and I’m teaching myself FLASH. 

I’ve gotten an opportunity to do a "commercial" website, but I need to do a little bells and whistles with some flash.  It doesn’t look as difficult as I was afraid it would be — just very time consuming.  It’s still another skill set to add to mine!

Election Day was awesome — I was wiped out the next day and kinda in a perpetual fog the rest of the week.

I was off (with pay!  See, sometimes it really pays to work for "the man.") for Election Day, but I still got up at the regular work day time of 5:22 and got ready to go vote like I was going to work.  The Minnikins was so surprised when I whipped out her harness to take her with me! 

The line was already out to the street curb so hubby went on to work and said he would vote after.  I got in line expecting to wait maybe 30 minutes.

I was very excited to see so many out and voting.  Usually there are only two or three pholks in line when I come to vote.  I was expecting an additional ten or fifteen, but wow!  And my wait was just over an hour and a half — because the line was even longer once I got inside the garage of the fire station!

I put the Minnikins inside my jacket as it was a bit cooler that I thought and she was just shivering so.  And I’m talking to this guy in front of me and he puts his hand, backside up to Minnie’s snout (like you’re supposed to!) and like a second later MINNIE TOTALLY LUNGED FOR HIS HAND!  Yes, she nearly bit the guy!

I was shocked and embarrassed and so glad he was that fast as he turned out to be an ATTORNEY!  What rotten luck that would have been. 

What was odd was that he went and got a paper to read while in line and one of the poll workers came up and told him he had to fold the paper so that the ELECTION headlines, etc., wouldn’t show — and he didn’t know why he had to do that.  OMG!  He was a fecking attorney and didn’t know about stuff that could be seen as electioneering?  And so on Wednesday when I’m telling one of my workmates how the Minnikins almost bit this guy she tells me it’s because Minnie knew he wasn’t a very nice guy.  Which surprised me, because even though my silly dog almost bit him I really enjoyed his company in the line, but most pholks think he’s not a nice guy…

I knew Minnie had a thing about men.  They told us that when she was brought for the home visit, but she took to hubby without a hint of suspicion, so I was thinking they were wrong.  She did snarl and bark as some pholks who approached us during the 4th of July parade last summer, but I chalked it up to all the other stuff that was bothering her that afternoon.  Still, I never expected her to try and BITE someone!

After voting I went home intending to blog about it and post these pictures:

          

Instead I was on the phone with my "neighbor" for like another hour and a half.  Yup.  She had called me on Halloween wanting to know if I would go to her kids church Halloween party, but I said no because I’d already put our house on the neighborhood "safe" list and filled a bowl with EIGHT bags of mini candy bars.  I did fix up some little bags for her kids and take them over as soon as I got home from work.  So I got to see the little ones all dressed up for Halloween.  Then I got an email from her on Monday:

From: (My neighbor’s real name)
Subject: (Token’s real name) I don’t know if you open my e-mails but this is for you
Date: Monday, November 3, 2008, 6:35 AM

(Token’s real name)
I know I hurt you deeply, for that I am truly sorry. Please forgive me. I really felt great when you reached out and hugged me and gave me that candy. You really made my day. When you get off work I have something for you. I hope you will come over to get it. Please forgive me. (Token’s real name) please don’t share this but I think I have some signs of (keeping that secret for her), or something. Please don’t tell anyone this.
http://raptureready.com (My neighbor’s real name)

Now, I don’t know what you guys would do or how you’re gonna feel about what I did, but I did forgive her long ago and sent her back a reply email telling her so.  I also told her that I honestly missed her, the family, etc., and that she didn’t need to give me something every time I came over .. and she replied:

Thank you (Token’s real name),
It is a pie and I really want to give it to you. I have been on a pie making frenzy for friends and family. I have made you several over the past weeks, but chickened out. I even one time got up the nerve and bought (the baby’s real name) over one day after church and dinner to visit with you. But couldn’t get you to come to the door. So that really lowered my courage. I do want you back in our life we all miss you
love you (My neighbor’s real name)
http://raptureready.com (My neighbor’s real name)

Okay, so I’m not going to rush into anything.  I’m going to be careful.  I’m going to let her lead the way and if she kicks me to the curb again I’ll post it here, but there will be no tears, just acceptance of those who want to say "told you so."  I have to give her a second chance.  That’s me.  That’s how I feel.

So we were on the phone and chatting it up like nobody’s business.  She didn’t vote for Obama.  She had a lot of misgivings about him and could not get past the idea that he might be Muslim no matter what else, etc.

Afterwards I went to have lunch with Dissertation Lady who is now — drum roll, please!

I’m telling her the most eventful part of the day that occured while I was in line in the garage.  This guy comes in with the lady, maybe 20 years older than me, she can barely stand so I offer and go get her a chair.  Then I ask her if maybe handicapped people are allowed to forgo the line, but she doesn’t know so I go ask a poll worker.  The poll worker seems quite a bit muddled by the question.  She looks at the twisting snake of a line so far ahead of this now seated lady and says there is no way she could suggest that to those who had already been in line for so long — but the lady is welcome to move the chair along with her in the line…

Crap.

So I bring her in front of me, which moves her up maybe a dozen people.  Nobody says a word — but then nobody offered to let her cut in front of them either.  Then I see a couple who live down (up?) the street from me and they’re like 1 person from voting.  I do a sign language thingit to see if they will let her in front of them and they respond with nods of yes and wave her on over.

NOBODY complained.  This little lady was just saved herself a good hour of uncomfortable waiting time and she was quite thankful to us.  And Diss Ph.D Lady remarks how the lady had already waited long enough in her life to make that vote today.  Something I had not even thought about, but she is (after all) the one with the Ph.D!

Lunch was good at Alfalfa’s (of course) but I was bad and ate the bread.  DAMMIT.  So I didn’t really eat my lunch until supper time. Crap.  We had a great afternoon and I even had her come on over after into my totally wrecked and stinky house.

It’s wrecked from what I’ve been doing in setting up a room for my darling son (who should actually and finally be here in a couple of weeks) and I think it stinks because I am still finding some Emma "messes" in the craziest spots…and because the Minnikin’s is paper trained…

I’m sure I’ve put a lovely aromatic picture in all (three) of my reader’s minds…

After Hubby finally got home from class and work, I walked part way down the street with him (on his way to go vote which is only like 3 blocks away) because I saw a neighbor had gotten a PUPPY! 

He walks on and I stand to chat with my neighbor, play with her puppy, etc., — and she tells me she wasn’t going to vote AT ALL!  That she’d gone to vote but the line was too long and she didn’t have time to stand around in line waiting to vote.

Pholks?!  SHE HAD AN OBAMA/BIDEN SIGN IN HER FRONT YARD!

Yeah, what’s up with that?

Hubby didn’t get home until after 7 from voting.  Our polls are open 6 to 6, but if you’re in "the line" by 6 pm they’ll still let you vote.  Hubby said there were pholks showing up just after 6pm and they weren’t allowed in the line, but nobody fussed or anything.  That’s just how it goes.

I was really tempted to stay up late to see who was going to be our new president, but the early numbers were looking badly for my candidate and I needed some sleep.  I was pretty pooped.  Still I kept waking up many times during the night.  I just lay there.  Awake.  And not know why.  Finally at 4:30 I just got up and turned on the television. 

Obama had won!  I couldn’t believe it — just ask my husband!

I look at him and say, "Obama Won!"  But it wasn’t a declaration as much as it was a question.  I just couldn’t believe it.

Obama won!  It’s the first presidential candidate I ever voted for that won — yup, the cat’s outta the bag, pholks.  My presidential voting history is no longer a secret.  Hell, I was even quoted in the local news as to whom (who?) I was going to vote for — twice.  I was interviewed while waiting in that very long line to cast my vote!

I couldn’t believe it.  I was so excited.

He didn’t even win our state, but by God he won in my district and many more all over Fayette county!

Obama won!

So I’m like on cloud nine all that day, but I’m not the only one in the building!  Wow!

So I’ve got to know — have you ever heard of a "cheese crown?"  Have you ever had one?  Yeah?  Me neither, but here’s a pic of one that I had a couple of weeks ago!

Look at all that icing!  And then in the middle of it was cream cheese filling.  It was awesome.  It took me over a half an hour to eat it — it was just so big, you know.  Yummy.  I’ll prolly never have another.  What a waste of food space, you know.  Except for the protein that was in the sugared, but still cream cheese filling…

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 …but it’s finally here.  Go out and VOTE!

    

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Piles of work at the office and at home.

Piles.  Mountains.  Loads.

Fall to winter is always a busy time at the office and it just keeps getting busier and busier.

Big website to mock up this weekend.  My first "sales" based client.  Awesome.

And it’s the TriForSight!  Will I see you there?

I’m still trying to get on top of things.  I never seem to give up; just have periods of immense overwhelm that lead to temporary shut down.  Maybe it’s a life saving mechanism I have no control over?

Have to rework this blog’s look to bring dem ads "above the fold."  That’s funny — don’t cha think?

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