wound care

so- when we returned from mexico and california last tuesday, we went to meet the farm lady to pick up the pups. we got home and opened the front gate so they could just run in straight from the car. right when mike was opening the car door to let them run in i noticed a cat in the yard. not only was it a cat, but it was the one that purposefully teased them on several occasions. needless to say it was too late to stop them. they were both running full speed, about to round the corner, when BAMN! mona ran right into the cast iron arm rest of a miniature bench. she broke the cast iron in three different places and it ripped her side. over 200 stitches later she seemed to be doing okay. i've been giving her antibiotics and pain pills twice a day, she's been wearing the big, plastic collar thing that she hates, and she's been quarantined in the kitchen so that lewy doesn't eat her drainage tube off. well, today i woke up and noticed a pea sized hole developing on one side of the suture. it's sunday so the vet isn't open. i decided to wait until first thing tomorrow morning rather than take her to the emergency place, unless the whole got bigger. well, it grew bigger, and bigger. it grew to about 3-4 inches long. i took her to the emergency place and they wrapped it up so well that it cost 120$. this is just until tomorrow when i can take her back to her regular vet and they can re-do the entire surgery because it has gotten infected somehow. the girl at the place informed me that we have a long road of wound care ahead of us. a looong road of wound care.

friday night...again

well-turns out my plans changed for the night. amy called to see if i wanted to come to jazz fest at the park. i totally forgot that it was going on too. last night sabine called to see if i wanted to meet them up there and i just didn't feel like it, but tonight i was totally up for some free fun. she called right when i finished writing my last blog, i packed some beers, and hopped on my bike towards the park. a good time was had.
i still want brownies.

friday night

it's friday night-i had plans to go out. it's better that it's not happening, since i would have had 3 whole dollars to spend at the bar. no joke. michelle is busy and i didn't feel like calling anybody else. tomorrow i'm going out for sure, since i should have money by then. mike's in baltimore and i'm still disappointed in him. i hate being disappointed with people. it's a mixture of sadness, anger, and disbelief that's so hard to shake. he didn't cheat on me, but he fucking lied, and he doesn't see the wrong in it. that's the worst part.
i'm so excited to go see mymason. it's going to be so great. 6 days, but really 5, of good times with my best friend.
i'm about to make really awesome brownies for diner, partake in some extra curricular activities, put borat on in the back ground, and fold/hang laundry.

simply sucks

feeling deceived by someone you love and trust.... it's a difficult emotion to pin point, but it does suck. honesty and loyalty are so very important to me. i feel like without that you don't have anything. this morning i found some stuff on mike's computer that just made my heart sink. i immediately called him to ask him about it and his reaction made it worse. it's truly not even about what it was on the computer, it's the lying and putting up a front about it like that's the furthest thing i could expect from him.
i simply don't trust him now.
it's very difficult to to regain my trust, if ever.

the job

okay- so last time i blogy blogged i was was flipping out a little bit and didn't feel like i had the time to inform about the job situation. well, now it's almost 7pm on thursday, i didn't go to class and i just ate a bowl of pasta and drank a beer- so i'm in a good place.
i didn't get the job and quite frankly i'm SO HAPPY! i hope my boyfriend doesn't read this. he would think i'm a spoiled brat. like i said before, i would have been fine with the job and grateful for it, BUT i had just found out a day before i found out that i didn't get the job that i have to do 20 hours of classroom observation this semester. i didn't know how i was going to work that one out if i got the job.
i feel strange right now because all of the pups are at eureka farm, an amazing boarding/vacation spot for dogs. the house is completely empty, and it's weird.
i better go. i have to start washing clothes and do about four hours of work for the appraisal job, then do a project for class, then pack, then clean a little? all before 4:30am, which is when i leave for the airport. oh god.

who says freak out?

i am in total freak out mode because i have just realized that there are not enough hours left before i go to california to complete everything i have to complete. i'm kind of fucked. i backed myself into a corner with this appraisal job. i told them i would have two more weeks worth of work for them this week. that means by tomorrow. i haven't even gone and made the copies yet. i estimate that the entire task will take me at least 8 hours. then, i have a project due today at 4:30 that i have barley begun. i also have to turn in another project by the time i leave that i have not begun. what else.... i have to take the dogs to a farm/boarding place tomorrow that is an hour away. that will take at least 3 hours when it's all said and done. i have class today and tomorrow. i have an inspection to go to after i get back from dropping the dogs off. i guess i'll leave here at 6am tomorrow to take the dogies, then go to the inspection, then complete my appraisal stuff, then go to class at 6pm, then go to the office and drop off contracts that need to be there before i leave, then pack and clean the damn house(at least do the dishes). i also have to get dog food today, e-mail david about the green sheet percentages..... i feel like i'm forgetting something vital. oh god, that makes me nervous.
i better get to work. i just looked at the clock and i'm 10 minutes behind schedule.

starving

i was supposed to find out if i got the job yesterday, and i didn't. now he's saying he'll call me in the next few days to let me know because he has to talk to the guy that i did the 3rd interview with. i hate waiting.
i'm on floor duty at my real estate place and i'm starving. i didn't have time to even drink coffee this morning. that's a problem for me. i need one cup of jo in the morning to get me going. my stomach is growling right now. i might go make some coffee in the kitchen here. the only thing i don't like about that is that they don't provide disposable stuff and i hate using other people's mugs(which i've done before and was grossed out with every sip).
i think i'm going to have two deals close in the first week of october. i say i think, because in real estate deals aren't closed until they have literally closed. i'm choosing my words carefully because i don't want to jinx anything. just typing the j word made me regret it. oh well. too late now.

either way

i wouldn't be terribly upset if i didn't get this job to be perfectly honest.
there are several reasons:
1. i'm going to be leaving the job in about 1 year
2. too much pressure(more than i care for)
3. i won't be able to take off whenever i want
4. i could work full time at starbucks and make almost as much money, and benefits

i'll take it if i get it, but like i said, i wouldn't be terribly upset if i didn't get it.
the second interview went very well and now the last step is to call the vice president of sales in the corporate office and try to sell him real estate since that's what i have experience in. i think i'll do just fine.
i'll know on tuesday if i got the job or not.

that's what's supposed to happen

i have the second interview for the design consultant position at the tile place tomorrow. i don't want to put the name of the place just in case you can search the name and up pops my blog. that could potentially suck. what the hell are second interviews for? i understand if it's a big corporation and you have to meet other people that you didn't meet the first time, but i don't think that's the case at this place. what else is this fucker going to ask me? i do know that i have to emphasize the sales side of me this time. i also need to send out a thank you note. i forgot to do it the first time, but i think it's okay to send it after the second one because it looks like i was waiting for the second one to happen before i sent it out. anyhow. i know that whatever is supposed to happen is going to happen. if i get the job, that's the way it was supposed to happen. if i don't, then that's the way it was supposed to happen for me. believing that what's supposed to happen will happen gives me alot of confidence in my life. i don't fear much because i always know that "that" is what is supposed to happen. it works for me.