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It’s Official: I’m No Longer a Resident of Vermont

My lease on the low-income apartment I had in Vermont ended yesterday. I have to put my keys in the mail to my brother and have him empty my mailbox and send me anything that’s in there that may be important, and then drop the keys off in an envelope through the mail slot at the property management office after he gets off of work one day.

I’m glad that I have a plan for my life and where it’s going. (Notice I didn’t say where I WANT it to go like I would’ve said in the past. I don’t WANT it to go there, it WILL go there.) I make steps every day to make my life better and it’s on the right path. I just have to keep putting one foot in front of the other.

It’s important to me to not only work my freelance business every day and build it up, so that I can pay my bills and save money, but also to work my Posh business. I do both of them because I love what I do. I love writing and getting paid for it. I love interacting with my clients and giving each exactly what they need. I have always loved customer service and feel I’m good at it, but I just can’t do retail in busy environments. I’m not social enough.

Granted, I’ve had customer service positions in the past where I didn’t have to work face-to-face with people and I did well, but many didn’t allow me the freedom to tell myself to take a little break if I felt my brain was getting a little overwhelmed. When in any traditional work environment, you can’t just say “Hey, I will be in the breakroom for 5 minutes, I’ll be back.” At least not as often as you need to. Since I work from home, I can take 5 meal breaks, 3 tea and cracker breaks, and 2 TV breaks if I want as long as I still get my work done for the day. (At least the way I do my work; some people strictly schedule their days and that works for them. To each their own.)

I am learning to be even more productive and that will go a long way toward saving up to get that apartment I want to get (and maintain) for my fiance and I. Oh, and I will have to pay for the move as well since I won’t obviously be staying in New Mexico where my Grandma is.

My goals may be lofty but they aren’t out of reach. And in the meantime I still have things to be proud of and grateful for.

Something I’m proud of: maintaining my level of motivation for my work each day

Three things I’m grateful for:

  • Waking up each morning to a sexy voice
  • Having a roof over my head thanks to family
  • Constant love and support from those I love and love me back

I am so happy!

Everyone here seems to be happy.

Quay enjoyed his time watching sports (hockey on Saturday and football on Sunday) while drinking some good beer. He even got to go to a brewery in Burlington on Saturday and taste some beers he hadn’t before. So he is happy.

My brother has been happy for a couple of weeks now as he has been hanging out with a girl and they seem to like each other. Every time he gets home from seeing her he is through-the-roof happy and you can always tell when he’s texting with her or something. So he’s happy.

The dogs have snow in the backyard to play in, bones to chew on and each other’s ears to tug so they are happy.

Corin was happy when I fed her on Friday but I think she’s a little annoyed at me that I cleaned her tank today. But I’m sure she’s probably still happy.

But me? I wrote an article today, which I’ve been trying to do for days and just haven’t been able to force myself to, so I feel relieved at that. And I feel a little stressed with the articles I still have to write, since two of my clients haven’t written back to me since the day they awarded the project to me. I feel tired as I have been having trouble sleeping. In fact, I didn’t get to sleep until 6 this morning. I shouldn’t have slept so long so that I could try to go to sleep earlier tonight but we’ll see what happens.

But do I feel happy? Yes, I do. I am happy I was finally able to write. I am happy that the men in this house are happy. I’m happy that it finally stopped snowing. I’m happy that it’s almost Christmas. I’m happy that… my mom and Larry are coming to visit in APRIL! Yup, I said it. My mom is coming to visit us. I am so happy!

 

Something I’m Proud Of: Writing an Article

Three Things I’m Grateful For:

  • Happiness
  • Corin
  • My Husband

Pets, Pets, & More Pets!

I got my Christmas present early! And since it would’ve been hard to keep it wrapped and under the tree while also being fed and watered (and tank cleaned regularly), she’s already set up on top of a bookshelf in my office. So what is “she,” you ask? She, is a corn snake and I’ve named her Corin.

She’s still very small, but was very docile when I handled her for the first time (even though I found out later that I wasn’t supposed to do that because she had just eaten the day before, according to the pet store). She was an adoption so she already had a home and the kid went off to college and the parents didn’t want to take care of it, so she needed a new home. She already had the tank, the light, all the hides and decorations for her tank and a water bowl.

The heat in the tank isn’t where it needs to be with just the dome light on, especially at night, so I will need to get an additional item to make sure she is comfortable and healthy. That is an under tank heater (UTH). She needs a cool side and a warm side in her tank so she can go wherever she is most comfortable.

Want to see a picture of her? She’s so small! She will get between 3-4 feet long and eventually I will have to buy a bigger tank for her.

Corin the Corn Snake

But since I’m introducing the pets in the house, I guess I should introduce you to our dog and our cat as well.

First up is Kasey. I rescued her from a pound when she was 5 months old and she will be 8 years old next month. She still romps around with my brother’s puppy like she’s young though! I wish I had that kind of energy. In the picture, Kasey is the bigger, brown one in the back. The smaller, white one is my brother’s puppy, Missie.

Kasey & Missie

And last but not least is Monster. Her name fits her well. She has a huge personality and loves getting in trouble when no one is watching. But when it’s time for me to go to bed, you’d bet she’s right there waiting to snuggle until I fall asleep. She’s also HUGE! Twenty-two pounds of cat sitting on your chest can be a lot sometimes. She was my sister’s cat, and is about 8 years old, and she was brought out here to live with us when my brother moved cross-country to have a fresh start.

Here is a picture of Monster sitting on my desk.

Monster

There are three other animals in the house that are my brother’s. They are all leopard geckos. They are fun to watch except when they just hide somewhere. His two newest he got at the same time as my hubby adopted my snake and they are a pair. They live together and are quite cozy sharing a tank. His other one just likes being alone.

In this house, the animals outnumber the people and that’s just the way we like it!

It’s a Hum-Drum Life

So few things have changed regards to my health. My moods have still been random, however the highs have not been quite so high and the lows have not been quite so low. I have still been having seizures as well. However, I am seeing three doctors in the next two days and I’m hoping to get several things resolved at these appointments.

First up is my neurologist tomorrow. I need to know why I am getting these seizures. The first neurologist wrote in my paperwork (didn’t tell me, just wrote it in my paperwork) that my seizures were caused by stress and would be better resolved by a psychiatrist than a neurologist. But how am I supposed to know these things if I’m not told? I’m not a mind reader! However, my psychiatrist believes, based on what my husband says these seizures look like and how I react to them, that they are neurological in nature and not psychogenic. So we need to get to the bottom of this with the new neurologist that I see tomorrow.

Then on Thursday, my first appointment is my psychiatrist, and I have a feeling he is going to want to reduce my risperidone and increase my lithium, because the hospital a few weeks ago said that my lithium level was low. Other than that, I will just be catching him up on what the neurologist says tomorrow so I can try to get everyone on the same page.

My third and final appointment is just after my psychiatrist appointment and is with my primary care doctor. I meet with her at my psychiatrist’s office because of a contract they share and I love that convenience. If all goes well and I get answers from my neurologist on Wednesday, I will be giving her an update on things and she will be letting me know how my thyroid is doing and whether my thyroid med dosage will be going up, down, or staying the same.

So that’s all the health stuff. Things have been rather stressful in my home life as well for a couple of reasons, although they are good reasons. One, my husband got a promotion at work and is now the Program Director of a homeless shelter that not only gives homeless people a place to stay but helps them become and stay housed. He started as a Case Manager so this is a big step up for him. It’s taken some adjustment for me to be able to handle him having to be available all the time like he has to but I am getting there. Two, my brother moved in with us. He came all the way from Las Vegas. It’s really nice having him here, especially when Quay isn’t, so I’m not alone if I have a seizure. But I have to get used to living with another person again. And soon, he will have a job and will be gone during the day and I will be alone sometimes again.

But that’s what’s going on here with me. I will update again after my appointment tomorrow to let you know what happened. Gnight, all!

First Day of Farmer’s Market

I got up early today. The pain woke me up as usual. It’s very difficult to move around with the boot on in bed so I don’t think I’m moving wrong, it’s just the swelling that gets to be too much. I was told I could take the boot off to sleep but I tried that and could feel the bones move so I put it back on. Besides, with a 60 pound dog that shares the bed, I don’t want to be accidentally stepped or laid on, you know? Not my idea of a good wake up!

But anyway, the hubby and I went to the Farmer’s Market in St. Albans today. My mother-in-law is supposed to have a booth there selling her jewelry but it was raining off and on and they couldn’t find the canopy cover so they didn’t set up. Instead, we met them there and walked around. Well, I crutched, 😀 . We ended up buying some really delicious cookies (they even had a gluten free cookie for my mother-in-law!) and we got some starter plants for the garden. We still haven’t started it yet so I am hoping having starter plants will help. We will still try the seeds and see what happens.

After the Farmer’s Market, we went for pizza at Pie in the Sky. It was delicious, as usual. Then on to the grocery store for a prescription and some things to make some packable lunches for hubby during the week since he starts his new job on Tuesday. I have a feeling that he’s really going to enjoy this new job. It seems to fit him so well.

Since getting home, hubby has mowed the lawn and washed dishes, while I have sat on my butt with my ankle up. Ice is my best friend right now 🙂 . Tomorrow we are having a BBQ with my in-laws and I can’t wait! I promise not to slip on the hose this time. LMAO!

St. Patty’s Day Fun

I went to leave for the grocery store after hubby left for school and it turns out I have a dead battery. I didn’t think it had been that long since I had gone anywhere but when I really stopped to think about it I guess it had been a while. I have it hooked up to the battery charger now and I hope that works. I really don’t want to have to buy a new battery!

The only thing I really needed at the grocery store was carrots for the corned beef boiled dinner I’m making tonight. It’s the St. Patrick’s Day tradition in our house. Although none of us are Irish, we enjoy the holiday, and we do so at home with family and a good meal. We’ve gone out on occasion to go drinking or whatnot and it’s just not the same. Sure the green beer is fun and the whiskey makes things memorable (or not, depending on how much you have) but that just makes it an excuse to drink instead of a holiday to celebrate, you know?

So what’s your favorite corned beef recipe? I really want to know! I’m simple and just use the seasoning packet that comes with the corned beef, and I boil it until it’s almost done and then add carrots, potatoes, and cabbage. By the time everything is done, my house smells so good!

I think I need to write a story about an Irish dinner on St. Patty’s Day. What do you think?

I Miss You, Dad

Dear Dad,

I can’t believe it’s been five years since you passed away. It feels like you’ve been gone forever and yet at the same time it feels like it happened just yesterday. I miss you… everyday.

I’m still in school. I’m within a year of graduating though, if you can believe it. I know it’s only been 10 years. I don’t know what I’m going to do with my degree once I graduate but at least I can say I accomplished something significant. I also accomplished a lot of stupid student loans, too. I wish I hadn’t convinced you to let me get those loans that you co-signed on. They are going to be the death of me. I wouldn’t listen to you when you tried to tell me about the responsibility it would require to pay them back after school and I didn’t do like you said and read the fine print on the loans. I should’ve listened to a lot of things you said.

I wish you were here to see Quay and me together. Quay has grown as a person, as I’m sure I have, and we’ve also grown closer. I know you knew that he was the one that day in the hospital but it took me awhile to realize it. To be honest, we were in Vermont before I really knew he was the one. I knew he was because he didn’t take me picking up my life and moving across the country to be near his family and his hometown lightly. He treated my decision with respect, and he treated me with respect. He has always treated me with respect, even when I’m being an irrational bitch because of the Bipolar Disorder you graced me with. I truly love my husband Dad, and I thank you for picking him out for me.

I miss Mom, Allie, and Chris back in Vegas. I wish I could see them more often, and for better reasons. The last time I saw them was because Grandpa Mayer passed away and I was there for the funeral. I drove Grandma Mayer from Deming to Vegas and back again so she could be there without driving the freeways or taking transportation she wasn’t comfortable with. I had to help in some way and that was one way I could help. I hope you and your dad are hanging out up there the way I wished you could’ve down here.

I know you and I had our differences, Dad, but we were more alike than either of us cared to see until it was too late. Now, the only things I have left of you are pictures, a tattoo to memorialize you, and your temper. I really wish that I could remember more of the good times we had together but only one sticks out in my mind. It’s the time you wouldn’t tell us where we were going until we got there and when we got there it was Knott’s Berry Farm. Or maybe it was the time we went to the San Diego Zoo all dressed the same and Chris got lost but someone found him for us because he was wearing clothes just like ours. Or maybe it was my high school graduation when I could really tell you were proud of me. I guess I remember more of the good times than I thought, huh?

I really miss you, Dad. And I wish everyday that I could just get to say goodbye in person, like I never got to do. I will never forgive myself for not being there, Dad, but I hope that you can forgive me. I love you, always.

Krysha