Sometimes I feel like I have my own special version of psychedelic frog syndrome, in which I emit some type of psychedelic vapor that makes people act all crazy and attracts all kinds of bad JUJU. Anyone who knows me in person knows I have well more than my fair share of ridiculous experiences. Now I am afraid my special talent transcends the phone lines and internet too. The last few days I have felt like I went to sleep and woke up in an alternate reality. I really feel like my own private Jerry Springer show. Some of it is just stupid funny stuff that normally happens to me and some of it is just plain wrong.
I went to work yesterday and my nemesis there, who also has my nursing diagnosis of Diarrhea of Inappropriate Comment Syndrome, starts my day by saying "cute top but no way would I wear red shoes." Harmless, YES and annoying, YES. What in the sam hill is wrong with red shoes? Maybe they are the mark of a hussy. Well as we know I am a hussy!! I also have every type of red shoes there are. Mary Janes, boots, flip flops, heels, flats, sneakers, slippers, wedges, and clogs. I love them all, hater woman. I think I will plan outfits around them to annoy "diarrhea mouth" now.
I take calls to answer questions about medications and I had a slew of the most crazy calls, EVER. I am right in the middle of one and look out the window to see a freak white out blizzard. We couldn't even see across the street. I have a health issue that causes me to lose my voice and cough ridiculously at random. Right when it started snowing, BOOM, both happened and I could barely squeak out a word for ten minutes. No bueno when your job requires talking. The snow stopped and the sun came out but the rest of my day was plagued with crazy calls. I know it is not possible but it seems I have a direct line to my station that caters to "Whack." My coworkers even thing I have really interesting luck with this.
I also found out my months and months of effort to lose my home with some dignity are about to come slamming to a close. There are supposedly all of these programs to help people that come across hard times so they don't lose their homes. We had a year of very hard times beyond all control and we did everything we were supposed to. Well, we didn't meet the requirements for anything and succumbed to "Short Sale Madness." We have had extensions, and filed hundreds of documents, and dotted the Is and crossed the Ts. We moved to another place so we didn't get thrown out in the midst of this. It has been a little slice of hell. I feel for anyone going through hard times. Everything is looking up for us now but just as we got all of the requirements together for the best solution we were informed yesterday that our house is going to foreclosure tomorrow. I am crushed and I am so mad. We did everything right.
One of the things I care the most about is helping people. I am a nurse so that I can help people. If I could afford to I would do it for free. A person I was associated with claimed to have the same mission. I never directly contributed to this particular mission but I have met people through it. I have not had many financial means to help so I did what I do best and made things for some people that I wanted to help, etc. . . Through my crafting skills I felt I could make things that had more value than I paid for them and hence could give better things with little money. The mission I believed in with all of my heart is not looking to be what I thought it was. I have been racking my brain for a way to genuinely help and now I feel no one will ever take me seriously because other people have shown bad intentions. My heart is really broken over this.
More than ever I support my husbands company, Bloomworlds. He and his business partner are making an application store that sells only approved and safe applications for people with Android phones. Things that are proven safe for children of different age groups. As parents we realized a need for this type of store. If anyone makes applications or wants to be on the parent advisory please click the link and sign up. We are working on getting this done soon.
Last layer of my private hell concerns my health. I have a thyroid mass suspicious for cancer. I am seeing a surgeon tomorrow because the biopsy was inconclusive. I am most likely going to have my thyroid taken out with out knowing for sure what is causing this. I won't find out until afterward. I know the risk for the big C is low but I have a bad feeling. I have had really weird symptoms and doctors keep telling me there is no way my symptoms can be caused by a thyroid nodule. I never go to the doctor. I hate going to the doctor. They were bad enough for me to bring it up and ask if they could scan my thyroid. Surprise I have thyroid issue.
So at any rate the last few days have been beyond rough. I could use some prayers or magic fairy dust or a hug. I am feeling very helpless. :(
Jilly
P.S. I will try to be funny again soon.
I went to work yesterday and my nemesis there, who also has my nursing diagnosis of Diarrhea of Inappropriate Comment Syndrome, starts my day by saying "cute top but no way would I wear red shoes." Harmless, YES and annoying, YES. What in the sam hill is wrong with red shoes? Maybe they are the mark of a hussy. Well as we know I am a hussy!! I also have every type of red shoes there are. Mary Janes, boots, flip flops, heels, flats, sneakers, slippers, wedges, and clogs. I love them all, hater woman. I think I will plan outfits around them to annoy "diarrhea mouth" now.
I take calls to answer questions about medications and I had a slew of the most crazy calls, EVER. I am right in the middle of one and look out the window to see a freak white out blizzard. We couldn't even see across the street. I have a health issue that causes me to lose my voice and cough ridiculously at random. Right when it started snowing, BOOM, both happened and I could barely squeak out a word for ten minutes. No bueno when your job requires talking. The snow stopped and the sun came out but the rest of my day was plagued with crazy calls. I know it is not possible but it seems I have a direct line to my station that caters to "Whack." My coworkers even thing I have really interesting luck with this.
I also found out my months and months of effort to lose my home with some dignity are about to come slamming to a close. There are supposedly all of these programs to help people that come across hard times so they don't lose their homes. We had a year of very hard times beyond all control and we did everything we were supposed to. Well, we didn't meet the requirements for anything and succumbed to "Short Sale Madness." We have had extensions, and filed hundreds of documents, and dotted the Is and crossed the Ts. We moved to another place so we didn't get thrown out in the midst of this. It has been a little slice of hell. I feel for anyone going through hard times. Everything is looking up for us now but just as we got all of the requirements together for the best solution we were informed yesterday that our house is going to foreclosure tomorrow. I am crushed and I am so mad. We did everything right.
One of the things I care the most about is helping people. I am a nurse so that I can help people. If I could afford to I would do it for free. A person I was associated with claimed to have the same mission. I never directly contributed to this particular mission but I have met people through it. I have not had many financial means to help so I did what I do best and made things for some people that I wanted to help, etc. . . Through my crafting skills I felt I could make things that had more value than I paid for them and hence could give better things with little money. The mission I believed in with all of my heart is not looking to be what I thought it was. I have been racking my brain for a way to genuinely help and now I feel no one will ever take me seriously because other people have shown bad intentions. My heart is really broken over this.
More than ever I support my husbands company, Bloomworlds. He and his business partner are making an application store that sells only approved and safe applications for people with Android phones. Things that are proven safe for children of different age groups. As parents we realized a need for this type of store. If anyone makes applications or wants to be on the parent advisory please click the link and sign up. We are working on getting this done soon.
Last layer of my private hell concerns my health. I have a thyroid mass suspicious for cancer. I am seeing a surgeon tomorrow because the biopsy was inconclusive. I am most likely going to have my thyroid taken out with out knowing for sure what is causing this. I won't find out until afterward. I know the risk for the big C is low but I have a bad feeling. I have had really weird symptoms and doctors keep telling me there is no way my symptoms can be caused by a thyroid nodule. I never go to the doctor. I hate going to the doctor. They were bad enough for me to bring it up and ask if they could scan my thyroid. Surprise I have thyroid issue.
So at any rate the last few days have been beyond rough. I could use some prayers or magic fairy dust or a hug. I am feeling very helpless. :(
Jilly
P.S. I will try to be funny again soon.
We love you:) Hang in there.
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