A Blog of Complaints...sorry!

I really dislike Blogger's new format.  My readers don't see it but every time I log on, I get these graphs and statistics.  Every day it tells me how many people read the Blog etc.  I don't want to know that kind of stuff!  Maybe if I were doing this for money or something but it's just for fun.  My last post I got 11 hits but a couple before that...2.  Then you think..."only 2?"!  So what.
I pulled a muscle in my side today.  Originally it started at work.  I have these horribly tall shelving units.  I was not made for anything tall.  So I have to get on a step stool.  That's scary in itself.  So I'm on the stool and I STILL have trouble reaching.  I couldn't get the darn file on the shelf so I was trying to finagle it in there and I felt a pain.  I am done with the top shelf for a while.  So tonight I was lifting boxes in the garage trying to get things ready for the movers and I think I finished myself off.  I can hardly move my right side.  I went to get a Motrin but of course the medications are all in a box and I couldn't find it.  Just my luck.
One last physical complaint.  I have an ugly cold sore on my bottom lip.  They hurt and they are ugly.  I get them when I am stressed.  Either that or hives.  I'll take the cold sore.
My Rox is doing much better.  She is acting like her old self.  Gopher hunting and begging for snacks.  Her two favorite things.
Yesterday after work I had an appointment with my Psychiatrist.  Sounds daunting, I know.  But it truly isn't.  Pretty much the only thing a Psychiatrist does is monitor medication.  First off, he has a full blown cold.  I pray I don't get it!  This is what happens at the appointments...he asks how I'm doing, asks if I feel that the medication is working, comments that he is happy I go to group, and then tells me not to drink with one of the medications and also tells me I can't mix it with cocaine or meth.  Well darn!  I told him he really knows how to take my fun away.  He then asks if I have any questions.  That's it.  I paid $25.00 for 5 minutes.  $5.00 a minute...that's expensive! 
It's almost midnight and I am exhausted and in pain.  I need to get some sleep so that I can happily go to work in the morning! TGIF ♥

Complimentary Hotel Bottles

I was just sitting here at my computer when Roxie came in with that cute toothless smile of hers, talking away.  I can only imagine she was telling me about all of her dreams last night of chasing down Rottweillers and Dobermans.  Knowing her as well as I do, she was also telling me that it is much too early to be up and that I need to go back to bed with her!  A typical morning here...and what is so wonderful about this typical morning is that Rox has been real sick with pancreatitis.  No smiles, no talks.  But she is on the mend thanks to her vet's office and my bank account!  Seriously, she has cost the Guadagni's a heck of a lot of money in the past few months but the joy she brings me - I can't put a price on it.  She is in her senior years and I enjoy every day I have with her.

Moving Day...fast approaching.  Packed up mine and Zoe's bathroom on Sunday.  Answer me this?  Why is it that I insist on bringing home the cute little lotions and shower gels from hotels?  I don't use them.  And they multiply like rabbits.  What is up with that?  So I cart these little minis from house to house..."don't throw that away - I might use it someday"!  Or here is a favorite..."don't throw that away - those are good travel size bottles".  So let me get this straight - I want to travel with them when I am going to a place that will provide me with more?  How crazy is that philosophy?!  My point is that on Sunday - I had a "hotel ammenities" cleansing.  That is, I put them all in a pile on the bathroom counter, opened the trash bag, swept them all into the bag, tied it up, and ran for the dumpster!  I'm free!  Until my next hotel stay...
♥

The California Poppy

Is it just in California that you can't pick the State flower or is that in every State?  I have always wondered about that.  I love California Poppies so when I move I am going to throw a lot of seeds out and hope that next year I have my own Poppy garden.  Now... is it illegal to pick them if I grow them myself?  These are the things I worry about...

I have 3 new fave shows on TV right now.  I am guessing that not one person who reads my Blog will have watched or even heard of these shows but here goes...

1.  Client List - this is on Lifetime.  Starring Jennifer Love Hewitt.  I am SO addicted to it.

2.  A Little Bit Country - this is on CMT.  Starring Jennie Garth.  You know, stuck up Kelly Taylor on 90210.  Her husband left her recently so she took her 3 girls and moved to Los Olivos CA to get away from the city.  It's hilarious.  She's a funny person - I get her sense of humor in every way!  Anyway, she has a pig, a goat, and cow, and lots of dogs.  And a quirky assistant who is funny in her own right.

3.  Melissa and Tye - this is also on CMT and comes on right after Jennie's show.  This stars Melissa who was once a contestant on the Bachelor and got dumped on national TV by her fiancee, Jason.  Melissa ended up marrying her high school sweetheart (awww) and they just moved to Hollywood from Dallas.  Funnier than heck.  Mostly her husband, Tye.  That guy has a fun sense of humor and he laughs at himself.  If you can laugh at yourself, you are awesome!  That's why I try to laugh at myself - so I can be awesome!

So that is my TV addiction rundown.

Moving in a little over 2 weeks.  I really need to pack.  Accepting volunteers!!!  I hate packing more than most anything on this earth.  I found a Padres baseball schedule for 1998.  Also a movie ticket stub from 2009.  I am not a hoarder - or so I thought.  But when you start finding that kind of paraphanalia...watch out, people!  You may find me starring in my own show on TLC.

I have had a real tough past month.  The kind of month that if I allowed it to happen, I could easily find myself in a heap of hopeless despair.  But I'm not letting that happen.  I am once again pulling out the inner strength and rising above the crap.  Some believe that depression is curable.  I'm not so sure that it is - at least not 100%.  All I know is that I'm not ashamed of it.  I face it head on and am willing to share with anyone who asks.  Yes, I go to a therapist and yes, I take medication.  I'm thankful for both of those things.  There are days I allow myself to give into the feelings but most days, I'm a fighter and if I have to fight this my whole life, that is what I will do!  And I keep remembering that when I think I have it bad, there is someone else out there who has it a whole lot worse. 

Good night! ♥

Brain Pain

It has been an incredibly brain-intense day.  Work was very busy.  I left early in order to go to an appointment.  That was a bit taxing.  I then had 2 hours to kill before another appointment.  I went and returned a shirt that I bought a couple of weeks ago.  The one that looked really great on the hanger but hideous on me!  Thank goodness it is gone.  I stopped at Boudin's in San Marcos and got myself something to eat.  I then went back to Vista for another 2 hour appointment.  Group session that was 2 full hours.  By then my head was hurting.  A lot of information to process.  My intention was to go home and relax.  Why do I set myself up for that?  It never goes right!  I picked up Roxie from her grandparents and then realized I had NO gas - not even one bar.  So I went to Costco.  Luckily the gas station there is open until 9:30 even though Costco closes at 8:30.  I was the only one in the whole place.  Now I know when to go get gas!  And it was quite a bargain today...only $3.97 a gallon.
While I was doing all of this, my phone kept going on with text alerts.  I finally read them (big mistake).  They were texts from someone blasting me for basically "backstabbing" them.  Have you ever just felt like you've had just enough?  That's how I felt.  I tried to defend myself via text but that probably went on deaf ears.  The whole thing is...I am not guilty of what I was accused of!  But how to prove that?  That was the final straw.  I am mentally drained.

Today would have been my Emily's birthday.  I always thought that the pain from losing her would subside.  It has a little bit, but not all that much.  I think it was because she died suddenly and I had no time to prepare or say good bye.  I always said she was a gentle soul.  I wanted to post a pic of her so I tried to get one out of my phone.  Sprint picture mail is down.  Of course it is!
Needless to say...it's been a trying day for me.  And I forgot to put the rent check in the mail.  Now doesn't that figure?! ♥