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Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Info Dump..

Prolly should've posted here earlier... but had a lot of stress, bottled it, it seapped out and that MIGHT have been the reason for the lack of sleep.

As I told the doctor yesterday (and the nurse on wednesday) I was dealing with a vicous cycle of not sleeping well, so worrying about lack of sleep, so not sleeping well, so worrying about lack of sleep... ad nasuem.

Adding to stress levels- besides having a crappy job and a manager who likes to push my buttons: Price of the T and my rent have gone up this year- NOT my paycheck. Had a bit of trouble making ends meet at end of Jan- Rent was late for Feb. and my phone ended up getting turned off for a few hours.... Oh, and the hospital, upon finding out that I work *full* time has decided I don't qualify for free healthcare so lord only knows how much this past week is going to cost me. Likewise I can't complain that I'm working only FOUR days at the gift store so $ coming is the same as last year... BECAUSE when I asked for a teeny bit more in petty cash at the game store- because minium wage is going up, they decided to put me on pay roll- so I will be reporting for 2007 my job at the game store.
bleh!

I also got pissed this week because last tuesday AFTER telling the gift store that I needed this monday off to see a doctor, they whined that they had INVINTORY on the 5th. I told them that IF they wanted me to work on sunday, the 4th, I'd have someone take over my shift at the game store and I'd at least be a warm body on the floor, so someone ELSE could do counting. They agreed to this. On Saturday, I couldn't really focus on counting and told them I'd prefer to be on the floor then counting, for fear that I'd mess things up.
At about 5 pm, my meal break, I got told by the Ass't manager that they didn't NEED me on Sunday because... everybody had done such a GOOD job that everything was almost done and all they needed to do was the small store level backroom. As this is a person I like, I couched my anger and told her I was unhappy because I was losing a day's pay... I had someone else working at the gamestore because SHE had said they needed me. She retorted( in a nice but annoying to me) that a) I could still come in on Sunday IF I actually did invintory and b) I could use Personal Time Off to make up the money. I decided not to go in because I needed the rest and I felt I couldn't complain about being sick if I forced them to pay me for the day... and I didn't want to use my PTO because I was saving that for either my long b'day weekend or July.


When I talked to my best freind yesterday about stress levels and how that is prolly the reason I wasn't sleeping welll- he pointed out that all one has to do is read the newspapers to be stressed. This is after a chickenhawk was in the store. I came in as this guy was saying that a person should have to SERVE! before becoming president... and, stupid me, I thought this was a slam at like 5 deferments Chaney so I pointed out that IF we went with that- well W. would claim that his National Guard duty counted. And thus I found out this guy was a chickenhawk because he did INDEED think that W. was more noble then Bill AND Kerry. Still don't understand W. serving better then Kerry but at that point I shut my mouth... and when the guy left I told my friend/manager of the game store that I've learnt to shut up after I realize someone is full of crap and just try and take their money for the store.


Sorry if I didn't spell check this- I just wanted to write this and let you know that my doctor's appointment went Ok. He didn't really check me out... he just listened to me and proscribed a week's worth of Ambin. However I've gone to the gym Sunday and Monday... and I actually stayed in bed last night after taking the Ambin.

Though in hindsight... well actually right AFTER I called my dad last night... I realized it was a bad idea and glad I took something to help me sleep. As usual he has been less then helpful and a bit creepy.
When I first talked to him about my problem on thursday, I called him not for advice but to let him know how I was doing... esp. as both my mom and my older brother had known I was going to the emergency room. When I told him I wasn't asking for his advice... He got all hurt and was like "You never ask for my advice..."
Meanwhile his advice last night, which I found annoying/ creepy... was him asking me if I had tried drinking a beer or... well lets just say the other way people sometimes unwind *blush*. And I really felt neither was helpful. Just like I *constantly* tell him that I don't read in bed because I don't want to send my body mixed signals- bed=sleep. I have a hard enough problem sleeping... And he got a bit scaracastic- pointing out how well THAT is working for me.
Again... glad I had the ambin after him otherwise who knows when I would've gotten to sleep yesterday night.
As it was I was in bed from about 10:30 to about 7:30 and of that 9 hours I'm sure I was asleep for maybe 8 and change.

I plan to relax today( off today)- watch some tv, play vid games and go do weights at the gym later.

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