I still have not found my keys. And my employee informed me that she also lost her keys, and because one if a work key, BBBB wants to charge her to replace all the locks in the office and all the staff keys now. Which with 6 employees total in our county, and 3 doors, I think that could get expensive. Maybe I should confess to BBBB that I lost my keys and this employee and I? can split the bill? I bet BBBB would just want us each to pay the full amount.

And did I mentioned how BBBB told my staff to drive in the level 3? Maybe we should rethink this. Because I hit an idiot.

Saturday we were going to get 4-6 inches in the afternoon. Well, it started at 11 am and by 3 when I got off work, it was at 6 inches and still going. I was driving 20 mph down main street in this annoying college town that I work in most days, when suddenly I noticed all the cars in the other lane slowing down. I braked slightly but did not see anything. So, I continued at around 15 mph. Then I see why they slowed down, a giant truck was pulling out of a parking lot, IN FRONT OF EVERYONE! So, I hit my brakes, and watched as 3 other cars spun out to avoid hitting this guy. But as you know, braking aint easy on ice. So, my 15 mph driving became a much faster mile per hour spin out, and my car did a 180.
I used to work at a chiropractor and I remember him saying "Yeah, it hurts less if you relax" and dammit I did very well, I locked my fingers around the wheel, and relaxed everything else. I was like a noodle. Then, since my back end was going to be the one hitting this truck, I turned my head to watch the impact like an idiot.

I slammed into his bumper, and gave him a shove forward, and wouldn't you know, te asshole kept GOING! So, I pulled into a Wendy's parking lot with 3 other cars (the others who had spun out) called 911 and waited. But guess what? All I knew was the truck was big, and blue. And no one else had a chance to see his license plate. So, somewhere, in this big world, is a guy with a baseball hat, driving a big blue truck, who owes me a hub cap!

Luckily, that is it. I may have some damage to the tire, but my hub cap fell off, and I was not walking back onto this icey road with all these idiotic college students driving like maniacs, just to find a hub cap. I like living, its nice, Iplan to keep doing it.

So, my poor car has had so much drama around it in the last few days, that I feel like kissing t for not falling to pieces.

Also, I should mention, my car did not need towed or anything, the dealer and tow company lied to me. I called AAA to see about getting the approval for the tow, and they informed me a locksmith with a special computer can make me a key and program the chip to my car, while it sits in my driveway. All for the bargain price of $110. So, FIFI, as I call my car, is good as new.

Also, I got a job as a maid. Hey, I have nothing against cleaning someone's house if I can have the wonderful normal hours of 9-5 and weekends off. So, I can go to school on evenings and weekends. LOVE IT!
While working as a maid I will be part time, but making more money than I am now! PRETTY COOL? (Public service is usually not a high paying job anyway, but my company also gets paid twice as much by the state as they pay me....so they make my wage for themselves for every hour that I work.) So, I will probably only work there 3 days a week.

Tomorrow I have an interview at another place, A PRESCHOOL! They want me to work in their special needs room as a sub. They expect me to work maybe 1 or 2 days a week (STILL NO WEEKENDS and I will have REGULAR HOURS!) and I will be making just as much there as I am now.

My current company probably wants me totally gone, but one of my consumer's is also my Goddaughter, and her mother has requested that I either A) visit her weekly, or B) get paid to visit her weekly. I like money, so I will probably stay on and only work with my Goddaughter who has Noonan Syndrome.

So, I will have 3 part time jobs and work fewer days and hours, and still end up making more money. I love it!

Also, I love blogging. Okay, I love comments. And the fact that I finally have a place to discuss BBBB and all the things she does, without listening to my wonderful husband tell me to just quit already. I am attached to my consumers. They become family. One of my friends saw that on my coach wallet I have a sticker of Scooby Doo, a bite mark, and a note hanging out that says, in very sloppy handwriting "I tank God evy day tat you halp me", they immediately mocked the note, but I kept it, because to me, it means that no matter what BBBB says, I am good at my job.
Somehow, blogging reminds me of this, maybe it is the release of my stress, or the comments of support, but either way, blogging has reminded me of why I love my job. Thank you Blogger.


Oh, and AF finally arrived. Damn woman only took 7.5 weeks!

Bobi

HELP WANTED!

And needed.

So, Wednesday will be 7 weeks since the miscarriage. I still have not bled. A friend of mine (old boss who is now pregnant!*) had an extra test. She took a test on my birthday and it was positive at like 11 at night after eating and drinking all day. I informed her that I would rather wait, but I hadn't peed all day, so I said what the hell.

BFN

But I am not taking it too serious. But I am also not getting my hopes up. Plus, from what the wise interwebs have told me, my uterine lining will be thinner since the miscarriage and it can take several cycles to get back to normal.

If I have not bled, Friday morning I am making Gee bring home a test for me to urinate on. I find myself urinating on a lot of sticks these days.

On a lighter note, my employee who bleeds every 28 days, and for 3 or 4 days each time, (she says she always starts after 1 pm but before 8 pm, how ODD?) had a condom break. She said she has been a wreck all weekend over it. But I am a smart cookie so I set off to do some math. If your first day of your last period was the 10th, and you had sex on the 28th, you are not pregnant. I know this because, I am a SMART COOKIE!

Oh, and BBBB will not be sued. Just because PregnantEmployee is doing her stna classes anyway, and is out of there after her maternity leave anyway. (She worked 72 hours last week and has realized why I hate my job. I love her now) (and no I didn't schedule her for that, she picked up 30 hours. I am not that mean)





*Old Boss became pregnant thanks to Doctor WONDERFUL! I am looking into him. He had a consultation with her in November, and looked at the blood work her old OBGYN ordered, and said "This test, this test, this test, and this test, are useless." She still had them done, and went back to her old OBGYN and they said "Everything is fine, you need IUI" So, they provided her with no reason for her miscarriage but said she needed IUI. She wanted a second opinion so she had ANOTHER FREE consultation with Dr. WONDERFUL and he informed her that her B6 is very low, that she has a chromosomal abnormality causing that, and that she does not need IUI as of yet. She took some vitamins and minerals, and BAM! She is pregnant within 3 weeks! They check her progesterone, she needed some. She has taken some. She is 9 weeks. FARTHER THAN SHE HAS EVER MADE IT! Very proud of her. And Dr. Wonderful!


Bobi

Lunch is over!

My break is over. After a month of just relaxing and letting "nature" take its course, AF arrived today.

SO, to all those PEOPLE who say "just relax" YOU ARE FING WRONG! No Clomid, not nothing. Gee and I were like rabbits this month. Something about the "we arent trying" got us all worked up. So looking back, i know i had all the right things for making a baybay. And i relaxed. My baby thoughts were cut in half. Possibly even less than half. I spoke of babies less. Never even walked near a baby isle in a store. I followed all the stupid people's assvice and look where it got me!

I am a terrorist. No, not the bomb kind, the sick kind. I want to go drop off AF on people's doorsteps. I want to throw sanitary napkins at everyone who says "JUST RELAX" because i am sick and tired of their assvice.

My uncles and one aunt spent 30 minutes discussing "JUST RELAX" and i just smiled and nodded. So next time, i will tell them.

"i followed your stupid assvice and i just relaxed. And guess what IT FAILED! So stop asking me "when" its going to happen, stop trying to comfort me, stop trying to baby me, and stop giving me your ASSVICE!"

I may just put that on facebook. I will. I did.

I would say Sorry, but i wont. I have the right to be angry. I may never have children and dammit, im angry.

Bobi