so....we have come through the tunnel, and that light that was at the end is around us now.
FINALLY!!
After weeks of stress and inconvenience and unpleasantness...it's all behind us now.
Dave's dad is home and doing well after a week in the hospital, where the staff ruptured his esophagus by accident.
Dave got the promotion he was gunning for, though the raise was only half of what was discussed initially. But whatever. The ceiling is higher now, so it's all good. His favorite part is that he gets to move back into the downtown building, which is where he was for the past 5 years or so. It's closer to home, and much, much quieter.
AND...my personal ordeal of 1) finding out my job was being outsourced, to 2) getting a new job, 3) giving notice and working the notice while my former co workers called me a traitor and looked down their noses at me, 4) having to drive an awful commute to a strange place, because the permanent location was virtually destroyed by floods in May, 5) missing out on going to the dance studio for 3 weeks because of that commute, 6) having to learn a new job from the bottom up 7) feeling like an intruder and outsider at the new job because no one would talk to me, 8) complete lack of ergonomics in the temporary office causing physical discomfort on a daily basis, 9) having to actually move the new job's office back to it's permanent location (really didn't think I'd have to crawl under my work station and disconnect my computer components in a dress, because that's what the IT department is for......but I did!).... is now all over.
The weird way people were acting vanished on moving day. There was a sense of team, and people chatted with me about my life a little...wanting to get acquainted. It was nice!
And, on actual moving day, we got to wear jeans and sneakers....and I didn't have to do THAT much heavy labor. They had actual movers who did the heavy work. We only had to lift CPUs, monitors, and crates full of stuff.
No really! ( again, I thought that was what movers were for.)
Anyway, we are moved in, and now there are only two more weeks of sitting at temporary work stations before our new desks are installed.
That means we still have to sit at folding tables, so that means that there will be continued arm and shoulder pain, BUT at least now I have an unbroken chair, and an actual foot rest (instead of a cardboard box). I also don't have to sit where two tables meet anymore, so there is some improvement.
And the commute? It took me 6 minutes to get to work Friday morning...and I came home for lunch and took a nap!
My first paycheck was only for 3 days, and was supposed to be direct deposited on the 15th. Unfortunately, it was not, and the situation turned into an ultra cluster fuck, resulting in me being paid in cash at close of business on the day after pay day....but at least I didn't have to come home empty handed with bills due and groceries to be bought.
I thought I was leaving behind unprofessional management.....but that now remains to be seen. I do have high hopes, though!!
I will have to pay the cash back when they actually give me my paper pay check. And I have been assured that the direct deposit is set up and WILL WORK for next pay day, which is not until the end of the month.
I have been feeling totally exhausted and like I am getting sick (thus the nap at lunchtime yesterday). It comes and goes, every few days I hit a wall. Low grade fever comes and goes.
I think it's just my usual incapability of dealing with stress. My body has had all it can take.
At least I have some xanax to take the edge off and help me sleep, but I am being EXTREMELY careful with that stuff.
Dave is out getting the groceries right now so that I could rest a bit.
It takes me a while to recover from relentless stress, but I am hoping that now I will be able to start that process in earnest.
The night mares and night sweats have already stopped, and the panic attacks have been really mild.
Oh, and I almost forgot....at work, I can let my tattoos show, and I can wear any color nail polish I want! How refreshing to be accepted for who I am by my new employer! My boss even has a tattoo!
So there is hope!
Saturday, August 17, 2013
Sunday, August 11, 2013
Cool
More rain has brought another bout of cooler temperatures to central Oklahoma. It was GORGEOUS yesterday!!
So we got the next load of bricks for the flower bed, and will install those today.
I felt like I was getting sick yesterday. I felt like that last Tuesday, too, with a migraine along with it. I think I am just over tired and over stressed, and it will all get better when we get the office moved, and I can settle into a new routine.
There was a fever yesterday, though, so I took it easy and rested. Today, it's just a cold sore in my nose, really annoying congestion, and a banging head. Comparatively speaking? It's an improvement!
Thank the gods for ibuprofen.
When we got home from doing errands on Friday evening, there was a black widow spider ensconced in her web on the front stoop. This did not please me.
It's one thing to find one hiding behind something in the shed....that's expected. But by the entrance to the house? Not. Good.
She was dispatched in multiple ways, and the web swept away...and I sure as hell hope there are no more like her.
The cooler summer and end of drought has made for some very happy insects, arachnids, and birds. There is plenty to eat, so all of them are out there in abundance.
We can't sit on our porch for a minute without being swarmed by mosquitoes, and every day when we go out to work, there are new and multiple garden spider webs every-freakin-where!
The neighbor with the barking dog has finally gotten her 8 foot high privacy fence put up in the back, so that the pit bull mix behind us can't get into her yard anymore.
This has resulted in us having a nice privacy fence in part of the back yard, too! Dave is going to take out the beaten up old chain link along that area, and even though we see the "ugly" side of her fence, it's still a great improvement.
We are considering taking out a home equity line of credit in order to get the stuff done on the property that we had previously considered just doing here and there with tax refunds. If we wait for tax refunds, it will take years to get everything done.
If we do the line of credit, we can get it started and finished, and pay over time....paying a big chunk when the refunds come.
Plus, the rates are pretty good. Plus, we aren't getting any younger, and we want to enjoy our home to the utmost NOW!
We need to replace most of the driveway, and the front steps, and we want to pour a concrete pad in back that will have a deck put on it, and will leave one corner un-decked for a little hot tub for two.
The garage that was built with the house and later converted into a shed needs to be overhauled. We can probably leave the structure and just replace the chip board bits that someone thought it was a good idea to add.
Chip board does not last long outside. It was a stupid move on someone's part to replace the garage door with a chip board wall with a door in it. The chip board is rotting and ugly.
They also built a side shed onto the garage and made it entirely out of chip board. So, we can probably avoid the original idea of demo and replace by simply replacing the chip board parts.
That will achieve the same end without costing another $5K.
Our lawn mower is still in the shop, and we've had to pay a service to come out to mow. They managed to cut down my rose bush and three of our bamboo plants. Bastards.
Dave is going to call them tomorrow and see why they did that when he expressly told them NOT to cut down the bamboo!
It's going to be our privacy barrier between us and the pit bull's house...eventually. If we can get it to come back.
I'm hoping that when he calls and complains about this, they won't charge us for one of their visits.
It's the least they could do. Replacing those plants will cost us money.
Well, off to enjoy our Sunday as much as we can! You have a good one, too!
So we got the next load of bricks for the flower bed, and will install those today.
I felt like I was getting sick yesterday. I felt like that last Tuesday, too, with a migraine along with it. I think I am just over tired and over stressed, and it will all get better when we get the office moved, and I can settle into a new routine.
There was a fever yesterday, though, so I took it easy and rested. Today, it's just a cold sore in my nose, really annoying congestion, and a banging head. Comparatively speaking? It's an improvement!
Thank the gods for ibuprofen.
When we got home from doing errands on Friday evening, there was a black widow spider ensconced in her web on the front stoop. This did not please me.
It's one thing to find one hiding behind something in the shed....that's expected. But by the entrance to the house? Not. Good.
She was dispatched in multiple ways, and the web swept away...and I sure as hell hope there are no more like her.
The cooler summer and end of drought has made for some very happy insects, arachnids, and birds. There is plenty to eat, so all of them are out there in abundance.
We can't sit on our porch for a minute without being swarmed by mosquitoes, and every day when we go out to work, there are new and multiple garden spider webs every-freakin-where!
The neighbor with the barking dog has finally gotten her 8 foot high privacy fence put up in the back, so that the pit bull mix behind us can't get into her yard anymore.
This has resulted in us having a nice privacy fence in part of the back yard, too! Dave is going to take out the beaten up old chain link along that area, and even though we see the "ugly" side of her fence, it's still a great improvement.
We are considering taking out a home equity line of credit in order to get the stuff done on the property that we had previously considered just doing here and there with tax refunds. If we wait for tax refunds, it will take years to get everything done.
If we do the line of credit, we can get it started and finished, and pay over time....paying a big chunk when the refunds come.
Plus, the rates are pretty good. Plus, we aren't getting any younger, and we want to enjoy our home to the utmost NOW!
We need to replace most of the driveway, and the front steps, and we want to pour a concrete pad in back that will have a deck put on it, and will leave one corner un-decked for a little hot tub for two.
The garage that was built with the house and later converted into a shed needs to be overhauled. We can probably leave the structure and just replace the chip board bits that someone thought it was a good idea to add.
Chip board does not last long outside. It was a stupid move on someone's part to replace the garage door with a chip board wall with a door in it. The chip board is rotting and ugly.
They also built a side shed onto the garage and made it entirely out of chip board. So, we can probably avoid the original idea of demo and replace by simply replacing the chip board parts.
That will achieve the same end without costing another $5K.
Our lawn mower is still in the shop, and we've had to pay a service to come out to mow. They managed to cut down my rose bush and three of our bamboo plants. Bastards.
Dave is going to call them tomorrow and see why they did that when he expressly told them NOT to cut down the bamboo!
It's going to be our privacy barrier between us and the pit bull's house...eventually. If we can get it to come back.
I'm hoping that when he calls and complains about this, they won't charge us for one of their visits.
It's the least they could do. Replacing those plants will cost us money.
Well, off to enjoy our Sunday as much as we can! You have a good one, too!
Thursday, August 8, 2013
Good news/bad news
The projected date that we will be moving into the real office is Thursday, August 15th.
That's the good news.
The bad news is we won't have office furniture for several weeks. So....the continued complete lack of ergonomics will.... continue, even once we move back in.
Fortunately, though, at least I can hope that I won't be sitting at the place where two tables meet.
That's the good news.
The bad news is we won't have office furniture for several weeks. So....the continued complete lack of ergonomics will.... continue, even once we move back in.
Fortunately, though, at least I can hope that I won't be sitting at the place where two tables meet.
Saturday, August 3, 2013
First week at the new job
Well, am I ever glad THAT's over!!
Yes, this post is going to be a RANT. This past week pretty much SUCKED, and I need to get it OUT.
Don't read any further if you're trying to avoid rants today!
Maybe it's my age? But jeezuz. The level to which my training is being micro managed is awe inspiring.
Such as..."you really need to put your initials over here, not over there...it's okay that they're here on this one, but they go there." (I put them exactly where they were on the example I was looking at, so... ???)
And at one point, the trainer told me to go make copies of some checks.
So I did.
Then,when I handed the copies to her, she told me I should not make individual copies, but to put several checks on a sheet.
SO I had to do it again.
Um...It MIGHT have been helpful if she had included that bit of instruction in "Go make copies of these before we do the next step."
I mean, gentle reader....What would YOU do if you were handed a stack of checks and told to make copies of them?
Groan.
The space we are in is bizarre. It's in this building that is aptly called the bunker, with dimly lit passage ways and unfinished concrete walls and galvanized steel "decorations." I guess it's trendy, moderinist design.
Anyway, the room we're in is a vast open space filled with rows of folding tables covered with computers. There are no windows that can be seen out of.
I was assigned to a lovely spot that is where two tables meet, so there is no where to put my feet, and the tables are not exactly the same height, so because my keyboard breaches the gap, it moves with every keystroke.
There are 4 of us in a row right there, then several un-filled stations, then there are two people. Then in the rest of our row is empty. There is one person on the other side of our whole row.
The next row back there are 4 in what passes as a cubicle of sorts. Over there in the corner there are 4 who face INTO the corner. And then, BEHIND that sort of cubicle? There are 4 more...tucked back out of sight in a space that is dark, and crowded, and crammed full of stuff.
It's completely illogical how they have us scattered in this ENORMOUS space.
And the space itself is crammed full of stacks of computers and monitors. It seems that we are in a huge storage room. And the smell? The smell of plastic, and electronics is overwhelming.
You know how a new computer or tv or any other device has that "smell" when you first take it out of the box? Imagine breathing that in, multiplied by thousands, ALL DAY.
So, the big tables are what we have, and there are NO ergonomic adjustments that can be made, so every day, my hands go numb, and my neck and head are not just thobbing with pain, but BANGING by afternoon.
It's truly lovely.
And the commute is KILLING ME. I really, genuinely hate it. The traffic at 5 pm is worse than any I ever had to deal with in the Chicago suburbs.
I got home at almost 6 one night. SO, I have temporarily stepped down from my activities at the dance studio. I can't get there to work by 6 on Mondays, so someone else is filling in for me for a while.
And class? I don't know. I skipped this past week, because that was the night I got home at almost 6, and class is at 6:30, and there was no time to eat, change, and drive up there.
We'll see what happens this week.
The people at the new job are largely cold and impersonal. My boss is nice, and one of the other ladies actually spoke to me...but that's about it. Even my trainer, who has been kind and patient (if a little...odd....in her training technique), has no sense of humor, and no personable traits.
I am hoping that this kind of atmosphere will change when we move back into the permanent office, which I overheard from the VP should happen during the week of the 12th, with the goal of opening for business on the 19th AT the home office.
I am hoping that EVERYTHING about this experience will improve 100% when we get moved to where were SHOULD be.
Please, gentle reader, my prayers in this regard went completely unheeded.... (I had prayed fervently, in many different ways, that the home office would be re-opened before I had to start work). ... a little back up from you would be great!
Yes, this post is going to be a RANT. This past week pretty much SUCKED, and I need to get it OUT.
Don't read any further if you're trying to avoid rants today!
Maybe it's my age? But jeezuz. The level to which my training is being micro managed is awe inspiring.
Such as..."you really need to put your initials over here, not over there...it's okay that they're here on this one, but they go there." (I put them exactly where they were on the example I was looking at, so... ???)
And at one point, the trainer told me to go make copies of some checks.
So I did.
Then,when I handed the copies to her, she told me I should not make individual copies, but to put several checks on a sheet.
SO I had to do it again.
Um...It MIGHT have been helpful if she had included that bit of instruction in "Go make copies of these before we do the next step."
I mean, gentle reader....What would YOU do if you were handed a stack of checks and told to make copies of them?
Groan.
The space we are in is bizarre. It's in this building that is aptly called the bunker, with dimly lit passage ways and unfinished concrete walls and galvanized steel "decorations." I guess it's trendy, moderinist design.
Anyway, the room we're in is a vast open space filled with rows of folding tables covered with computers. There are no windows that can be seen out of.
I was assigned to a lovely spot that is where two tables meet, so there is no where to put my feet, and the tables are not exactly the same height, so because my keyboard breaches the gap, it moves with every keystroke.
There are 4 of us in a row right there, then several un-filled stations, then there are two people. Then in the rest of our row is empty. There is one person on the other side of our whole row.
The next row back there are 4 in what passes as a cubicle of sorts. Over there in the corner there are 4 who face INTO the corner. And then, BEHIND that sort of cubicle? There are 4 more...tucked back out of sight in a space that is dark, and crowded, and crammed full of stuff.
It's completely illogical how they have us scattered in this ENORMOUS space.
And the space itself is crammed full of stacks of computers and monitors. It seems that we are in a huge storage room. And the smell? The smell of plastic, and electronics is overwhelming.
You know how a new computer or tv or any other device has that "smell" when you first take it out of the box? Imagine breathing that in, multiplied by thousands, ALL DAY.
So, the big tables are what we have, and there are NO ergonomic adjustments that can be made, so every day, my hands go numb, and my neck and head are not just thobbing with pain, but BANGING by afternoon.
It's truly lovely.
And the commute is KILLING ME. I really, genuinely hate it. The traffic at 5 pm is worse than any I ever had to deal with in the Chicago suburbs.
I got home at almost 6 one night. SO, I have temporarily stepped down from my activities at the dance studio. I can't get there to work by 6 on Mondays, so someone else is filling in for me for a while.
And class? I don't know. I skipped this past week, because that was the night I got home at almost 6, and class is at 6:30, and there was no time to eat, change, and drive up there.
We'll see what happens this week.
The people at the new job are largely cold and impersonal. My boss is nice, and one of the other ladies actually spoke to me...but that's about it. Even my trainer, who has been kind and patient (if a little...odd....in her training technique), has no sense of humor, and no personable traits.
I am hoping that this kind of atmosphere will change when we move back into the permanent office, which I overheard from the VP should happen during the week of the 12th, with the goal of opening for business on the 19th AT the home office.
I am hoping that EVERYTHING about this experience will improve 100% when we get moved to where were SHOULD be.
Please, gentle reader, my prayers in this regard went completely unheeded.... (I had prayed fervently, in many different ways, that the home office would be re-opened before I had to start work). ... a little back up from you would be great!
Sunday, July 28, 2013
Sum uppance
SO..some lose ends from recent posts...
Dave still hasn't heard back about his interview results. He's hoping it will be this coming week.
I never did get a call from my doctor about my blood test, so I called to request a copy of it. Three times. I FINALLY got it, and it turns out that the doctor didn't ORDER the usual test. She just ordered a "basic metabolic," with no test for blood fats or thyroid, the two things that have historically come up abnormal.
What the heck?
That was weird, as well as disappointing. I had my hopes up that I had cured my own high cholesterol with diet. But now I am back to having no idea.
I got lots of compliments on my short hair. I am still not used to it, but it grows fast in the summer, and will soon be more "workable." Right now I am not able to style it in any way at all, so I just wash and comb.
At least it's easy!
No more really high blood pressure spikes, thankfully, and I have been using the xanax VERY sparingly, 1/4 of a tablet at a time. I love how it works for me, but I don't want to use too much. It got me through a very rough couple of weeks, though.
We saved up a little money and were able to get the bricks for one end of the flower bed barrier. Unfortunately, it rained hard YET AGAIN before we could do that, and there is even less of the top soil I installed left in place. But we did get the wall at the end where it drains out put in place.
We figure we will have enough money in a couple of weeks for the next set of bricks, and then maybe a few weeks after that for the last of them. THEN, we will probably wait til fall to load up the dirt again. Maybe after I cut things back and put the bed to...um...bed.
My last day at Physicians Billing Service was Friday. People either ignored me or were nice. It was a pleasant day, actually, and I had enough to do to keep me busy for part of it, at least.
I packed up the last of my personal items, and I managed not to cry when saying good bye to friends until the very last minute.
And then, I am pretty sure those tears were pure relief mixed with anxiety. It was a RUSH of emotions. So weird.
But so, so good.
I hated that place. The management is a cluster fuck, and the rampant favoritism is killing them. Literally. Already has killed them.
They don't seem to understand that the foundational reason they are being outsourced is FAILURE to run an efficient department.
The employee satisfaction survey results from last year should have been a little more of a motivation, but I think it was already too late.
In a time when medical billing operations are being drawn IN close to the vest for large and small groups alike, THEY are OUTsourcing?! Just. Wow.
Anyway, my new job starts tomorrow, and I have to drive waaaaay up to Edmond for the first little while.
The storms that brought tornadoes within a half mile of our house, and knocked our power out for 48 hours back on May 24 were a LOT CLOSER to the actual EMSA office building.
So it flooded. Badly. And is still being de-molded and repaired.
My first interview there was after they had torn out the drywall and carpet, and that was May 29. When I went there the subsequent times to take the test and to fill out paperwork, it didn't look ANY better.
My new boss said she HOPED they'd be back "home" by my start date, but, well, they still aren't done, and any amount of my using "wish craft" had not gotten it done in time, either.
As much as I hate driving highways, Dave made some suggestions, and my ex co worker Debbie (the one who can't write a sentence but has a heart of gold) made some suggestions, and I have a route figured out to get me up there without using the highway.
It's about 12 miles one way, so it shouldn't be too bad, and it's only temporary. At least it's not 20 miles, even though it FEELS like that to me!
When the home office is reopened, I will be working 2 and a half miles or so from home, with an hour long lunch. Sweet!
And the office is on this strange little triangular plot of land, and is between an ice cream parlor, a mom and pop burger joint, and an Irish pub! Whee!
The rain we had this past week brought another cool front, and it is only 70 degrees at 9 am on the 28th of July. HEAVENly. The windows are open, and it's so nice to have the fresh air and to be able to hear the birds outside.
We have only had one day this summer that was over 100 degrees. SO much of a relief!!
By this time the past three summers, we were already deep into the count, having started seeing highs over 100 in late May/early June.
Dave tells me that this is more NORMAL than what I have seen for summers since moving here. BUT, he also says this summer in particular is strangely mild.
But that's okay. The back of the exceptional drought is broken, and we are well on our way to be out of any kind of drought classification in this part of the state.
The only drawback is the bugs. Oh. Dear. God. There was one of those huge spiders in my dining room the other night. Shudder. And there are lots of webs when we go outside.
Ew.
Anyway...off to jump in the shower and then a day of thrift store shopping and relaxing lies ahead.
Dave still hasn't heard back about his interview results. He's hoping it will be this coming week.
I never did get a call from my doctor about my blood test, so I called to request a copy of it. Three times. I FINALLY got it, and it turns out that the doctor didn't ORDER the usual test. She just ordered a "basic metabolic," with no test for blood fats or thyroid, the two things that have historically come up abnormal.
What the heck?
That was weird, as well as disappointing. I had my hopes up that I had cured my own high cholesterol with diet. But now I am back to having no idea.
I got lots of compliments on my short hair. I am still not used to it, but it grows fast in the summer, and will soon be more "workable." Right now I am not able to style it in any way at all, so I just wash and comb.
At least it's easy!
No more really high blood pressure spikes, thankfully, and I have been using the xanax VERY sparingly, 1/4 of a tablet at a time. I love how it works for me, but I don't want to use too much. It got me through a very rough couple of weeks, though.
We saved up a little money and were able to get the bricks for one end of the flower bed barrier. Unfortunately, it rained hard YET AGAIN before we could do that, and there is even less of the top soil I installed left in place. But we did get the wall at the end where it drains out put in place.
We figure we will have enough money in a couple of weeks for the next set of bricks, and then maybe a few weeks after that for the last of them. THEN, we will probably wait til fall to load up the dirt again. Maybe after I cut things back and put the bed to...um...bed.
My last day at Physicians Billing Service was Friday. People either ignored me or were nice. It was a pleasant day, actually, and I had enough to do to keep me busy for part of it, at least.
I packed up the last of my personal items, and I managed not to cry when saying good bye to friends until the very last minute.
And then, I am pretty sure those tears were pure relief mixed with anxiety. It was a RUSH of emotions. So weird.
But so, so good.
I hated that place. The management is a cluster fuck, and the rampant favoritism is killing them. Literally. Already has killed them.
They don't seem to understand that the foundational reason they are being outsourced is FAILURE to run an efficient department.
The employee satisfaction survey results from last year should have been a little more of a motivation, but I think it was already too late.
In a time when medical billing operations are being drawn IN close to the vest for large and small groups alike, THEY are OUTsourcing?! Just. Wow.
Anyway, my new job starts tomorrow, and I have to drive waaaaay up to Edmond for the first little while.
The storms that brought tornadoes within a half mile of our house, and knocked our power out for 48 hours back on May 24 were a LOT CLOSER to the actual EMSA office building.
So it flooded. Badly. And is still being de-molded and repaired.
My first interview there was after they had torn out the drywall and carpet, and that was May 29. When I went there the subsequent times to take the test and to fill out paperwork, it didn't look ANY better.
My new boss said she HOPED they'd be back "home" by my start date, but, well, they still aren't done, and any amount of my using "wish craft" had not gotten it done in time, either.
As much as I hate driving highways, Dave made some suggestions, and my ex co worker Debbie (the one who can't write a sentence but has a heart of gold) made some suggestions, and I have a route figured out to get me up there without using the highway.
It's about 12 miles one way, so it shouldn't be too bad, and it's only temporary. At least it's not 20 miles, even though it FEELS like that to me!
When the home office is reopened, I will be working 2 and a half miles or so from home, with an hour long lunch. Sweet!
And the office is on this strange little triangular plot of land, and is between an ice cream parlor, a mom and pop burger joint, and an Irish pub! Whee!
The rain we had this past week brought another cool front, and it is only 70 degrees at 9 am on the 28th of July. HEAVENly. The windows are open, and it's so nice to have the fresh air and to be able to hear the birds outside.
We have only had one day this summer that was over 100 degrees. SO much of a relief!!
By this time the past three summers, we were already deep into the count, having started seeing highs over 100 in late May/early June.
Dave tells me that this is more NORMAL than what I have seen for summers since moving here. BUT, he also says this summer in particular is strangely mild.
But that's okay. The back of the exceptional drought is broken, and we are well on our way to be out of any kind of drought classification in this part of the state.
The only drawback is the bugs. Oh. Dear. God. There was one of those huge spiders in my dining room the other night. Shudder. And there are lots of webs when we go outside.
Ew.
Anyway...off to jump in the shower and then a day of thrift store shopping and relaxing lies ahead.
Monday, July 22, 2013
oh COME ON!!!
...and ...I just think this is funny at this point.... it rained for another 3 or 4 days. All of the most recent 400 pounds of dirt I put in the flower bed... you know...that I wrote about in the post below...
is gone.
We still don't have the money to build the barrier. It's not supposed to rain for 3 or 4 days solid in Oklahoma in July.
Jeezuz.
is gone.
We still don't have the money to build the barrier. It's not supposed to rain for 3 or 4 days solid in Oklahoma in July.
Jeezuz.
Sunday, July 21, 2013
lost youth
So...the last of my youthful bronze hair is gone. Got a drastic hair cut one last time. Yesterday.
Part of what was left of the length was what was left of my undyed, never altered, natural reddish brown hair. Kind of sad. But it needed to be done. It looked bad.
This? This....silver...platinum...pewter...gunmetal..... it's okay, I guess.
My mom said my hair shone like polished bronze when I was little. I will never forget her saying that, because it was the only compliment I can ever remember her giving me.
I wonder what she'd say about this.
This? This....silver...platinum...pewter...gunmetal..... it's okay, I guess.
My mom said my hair shone like polished bronze when I was little. I will never forget her saying that, because it was the only compliment I can ever remember her giving me.
I wonder what she'd say about this.
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