Just a reminder...

I can't wait for Halloween! It's totally my favorite day. I love wearing costumes. In fact, I'm wearing my costume now for a trial run. And just so you know, I have to go through doors sideways because my tail is so big. :-) Yay for Halloween!

Duck Boats

In Boston this weekend, I was able to do something that I always wanted to do. Go on a Duck Boat! It was awesome!
I was excited!

I was really excited!

Ok, I was really really excited!


It was so much fun! And funny! My only piece of advice, if you kind of have to pee before you board the duck, do it! Do NOT think that it will be ok to hold it. Big mistake. I wasn't so excited by the end of the tour. I was the first one to exit the duck and literally run to the bathroom.
But now that I am able to relax and look back on the tour, I totally recommend it.

Approaching Burn Out

With my personal life falling apart, I've thrown myself 110% into work. However, now that's starting to get to me. I agreed to go in an hour early tomorrow (planning on leaving an hour early), but then got suckered into agreeing to stay until my regular time. I also need to pick up scripts from a doctor's office which doesn't open until after I get to work and closes before I leave. So I have to go out during the day (putting miles on my car) to pick up the scripts. I get paid for 7 hours a day. That's it. I'm salaried for 35 hours per week. No overtime. I have to work 8 hour days, but they take an hour out for lunch. My hour lunch break today consisted of eating an apple I had in my bag for a few days while I sat at my desk and did paperwork. The other nurse I work with has pneumonia, so my 9 hour day tomorrow will not likely include an hour lunch break. Maybe I can go pick up those scripts on my "lunch break" then get back to my desk.
But when I'm not super crazy at work, I feel like I'm actually going crazy thinking about my personal life. I put off dealing with anything by allowing work to consume all of my energy.
But no energy left over is starting to drive me crazy. There were a few weeks when I could only relax with a drink and or a smoke, but I have realized that self destructive behaviors will actually not help my situation.
But I am completely fatigued, constantly have a headache and I have a number of unexplained bruises.
The fatigue is really strange, though. I am so tired all the time. I feel like I could fall asleep driving or standing up or on the phone. But when I lay down at night, my head is going 100 miles a minute.
I'm going to Boston this weekend. It's Family Weekend at Bre's school. And I'm hoping to hang out with my friends Saturday night. Maybe a little vacation is exactly what I need...

Bad Drinks

I went to see Ben Folds in NYC last night. It was the 5th or 6th time I've seen him in concert. Just like every other time, it was life changing. The opening act was Missy Higgins. I strongly recommend listening to her music- she's going to be huge. And Ben's new stuff = awesome. Ben is going to be on Conan O'Brien tonight with Regina Specktor. You can bet that I'm going to DVR it.
So anyway, I go to the bar to get some drinks. I order my new favorite- Absolut Ruby Red with Cranberry. At $9 it should be fantastic. I bring it back to where I was standing, take a sip and almost puke. It tasted minty at first. Strange. Being someone who believes that you shouldn't waste alcohol- especially Absolut- I try to choke it down. But after a few sips, I really can't take any more. It was actually hurting my stomach. It was like drinking toothpaste. But I don't want to go to the bar tender and complain. I take one more sip and decide that I really can't drink that, so I summon my courage and go back to the bar.
"I ordered an Absolut Ruby Red with Cranberry, and this tastes minty or something." I say. The bartender says (kind of smugly), "I don't know what you're taking about. I'm make you a little cup of exactly what I made and you can taste it." She sniffs the Absolut and pours a little into a glass. Then squirts some Cranberry in and takes a sip herself. Then she makes an awful face and spits it out. "Oh God," she said. "I know!" I replied. "I'm really not one to waste alcohol. That is intolerable." After making the other bar tenders drink it, she decides that the Cranberry from her quick shoot is not right. So I had another drink from another quick shoot. The first drink tasted so bad that I was unable to get that taste out of my mouth for a few hours.
But Ben totally rocked my socks, so it was totally awesome!