10 February 2013

thoughts & irritations

Why does the coffee cup always seem to get a chip in the exact spot where I drink from?

I need to do all my usual Sunday chores but instead I'm organizing my Pinterest stuff. And looking for recipes. 

My goal is not to go grocery shopping until after I move. No sense on buying a ton of stuff just to have to move it all. With a mostly empty fridge, half-empty freezer, and full pantry, this is going to require a little creativity.

I'm about to cancel my Old Navy card. They keep blocking my online account access because they can't get my address right. I've called three times now. They told me that it's the postal service's fault and I need to call them to see what the problem is. Yeah, right. Everyone else can get my address right except them.
The worst part is their customer service line is all voice-recognition software and every time I call it never understands me, even when I say something as simple as Yes or No. Pushing 0 doesn't take me to a person, so I just have to yell at it until I'm transferred to a person, who ends up being someone with an accent so thick all I can do is go, "Huh?"
The first time I called, I finally got through and the asshole told me the connection was bad. I know he could hear me because he would answer my question and then follow up by saying he couldn't hear me.
I asked, "So how did you just answer my question if you can't hear me?" To which he replied, "I answered because I could hear you then, but not now." Which, of course, was an answer to the question I just asked and proved he heard me fine.
By the time I hung up and got through a second time, I was so mad that I yelled at the poor girl and asked to speak to her manager. I told her it was not her fault, but I was mad and wanted something resolved. After answering a billion questions and confirming my address AGAIN, I nearly lost it when they told me, "You can make payments online, you know." Which is what I tried to do in the first place but my online account access was blocked. Now there's probably a note on my account that I'm a huge bitch, haha. 
As soon as this payment goes through, I'm calling to cancel the card. The rewards are not worth this. Dreading going through their phone menu again, but at least it will be the last time.

I think I may be allergic to my shampoo or something. My head has been itchy and I've had breakouts on my scalp underneath my hair. I've also had breakouts concentrating around my hairline and forehead. I can't think of any other culprit besides my shampoo, since it seems pretty localized. I have no idea what kind of shampoo to get. I usually just pick the cheapest one that smells nice. Suggestions?

Congrats

I've actually been meaning to share this for a while.

I think it's a little weird that people say Congratulations when you get engaged, and when you get married.

I know they're conveying well-wishes and celebratory feelings, but I feel like that word should be used when someone has worked hard to accomplish something, like graduating or reaching a goal.

I don't think a relationship is exactly an accomplishment. Sure, sometimes it takes work, but I don't think it justifies congratulations. It's like saying, "Hey, good job on finding a person who doesn't mind dealing with your shit! That must have been hard work but you accomplished it!"

Instead of an accomplishment, I'd say it's a stroke of luck to find that amazing person.

But it's rude to say, "How lucky of you to find someone!" when someone gets engaged or married.

Technically, in the dictionary the word congratulations can be used to express joy in the success or good fortune of another, so it covers the bases, but it still seems weird to me.

Am I alone on this?

09 February 2013

On My Mind

-Every time I get to Skype with Chris, I swear I fall in love with him just a little bit more. He's so cute.
-We had our first productive argument where we talk about it instead of getting mad and letting it simmer down. Finally- communication. I was worried about the way we fight, but I feel much better about it now.
-He made the mistake of mentioning October. As in coming home in October. As in COMING HOME in October. We both know that's a big fat MAYBE leaning towards the NO side, but now all I can see is October.

-Pumpkin's world is about to be ROCKED. Poor kitty has lived her entire life in this one house, on this perfect lot with a gigantic park at her disposal. She's never known anything else, except as a kitten before I brought her home. Covered in fleas with intestinal parasites, slowly draining her of life. I wonder if she remembers those days, especially when she chows down on fancy feast and curls up on the heating pad. She freaks out when I move a piece of furniture- I have no idea how she'll handle a move. I'm slightly worried about her being hit by a car in the new place, just because she's not used to traffic. But, we picked a nice place in the middle of a neighborhood on a dead-end street.

-What? We did? Yes, we did.
-You know me; when I say it's time to buckle down and make something happen, that's exactly what happens. I saw a house for an amazing deal that I knew would be gone before Saturday. Mom looked at it during the week and gave me the thumbs up, so I applied for the lease. We were approved instantly, and signed the agreements yesterday. The house has been taken off the market. First month's rent is due the 26th, and we move in the 1st.
-Did you catch that? I haven't actually seen the inside of the house. I'm not worried about it. I trust my mom, it's a great deal, and it's just a rental. I do know that it's small, but the kitchen's updated and it's clean. It's occupied right now, and all the pictures I've seen show the house furnished. If a small family can make the place very comfortable and cozy-looking, I know I can do the same.

-After I'm moved in, I'm going to get a part time job on the weekend. I should have been doing this all along. It's time to get serious about my debt. I take home a little more money each month now, but with these new expenses it will slow down. I want to be completely debt free by the end of this year. I've read stories about people who have worked really hard and have done it. I know how to work hard. My plan is to put that extra paycheck straight into debt, like it never existed. I can't stand that Chris keeps trying to pay it off. It's my debt. He should be focusing on saving for a house and I'll work on this. I haven't decided if I'm going to do some PRN for a lab, or if I'll try something new. I guess I'll just start seeing what's out there.

-I don't think I mentioned how successful the baby shower was last weekend. Everyone was so generous that Ashley literally got tired of opening gifts. Calvin got so many clothes, we had to stuff them into an adult-sized hamper. It seriously was amazing, and now Ash has stuff to nest with. No one can wait until he gets here.

-I brought my pedometer to work last week. It's approximately 3/4 mile from my car to my desk, so I get in at least 1.5 miles of walking every day- about 20 minutes. Not including all the walking I do once I'm at work. I don't feel so bad about not working out now.

-I don't think there's any more room for anything else in my head.

05 February 2013

home is where

I told myself I wouldn't get excited, but darn it I just can't help it.

Here's hoping I don't get disappointed...

Submitted a lease application for a really stinkin' cute house-- that I haven't actually seen in person yet.

Psh, details.

Now we wait. Which I'm the best in the world at...

04 February 2013

change up

So here's the deal.

I have a few theories about why people keep beating us to houses.

1. They can look at them during the week and I can't. I get off work too late and it's already dark and it just doesn't work. I've tried asking to see them first thing in the morning, but apparently realtors don't work early. So by the time Saturday rolls around and I get to see a house, I have to wait until Sunday to discuss it with Chris, which makes Monday the earliest time that anything can get done. Which means that someone who saw it on Thursday has had plenty of time to get their application in before me.

2. The realtor. I don't know if the role of realtors has changed, but in the old days they actively checked the market and notified you if a house becomes available that you might like. My realtor hasn't done that once. I've had to look on the internet and ask to see houses every time. Like last weekend. That house had been on the market for a week and he never once mentioned it to me, and I even talked to him twice that week. I didn't even know it existed until I saw it on one of the websites and asked to see it. Of course, by then it was too late. I know it's just a rental and I'm sure the commission isn't that great, but at least every once in a while I'd like him to make an effort.

There's a house that just came on the market that I like. Fantastic price. Good location. It's not going to stay up for long. If I wait until Saturday to look at it, it's going to be gone.

So I'm changing things up.

I'm enlisting the help of mom, since her schedule is flexible. She's going to check it out during the week, and take a video of the walk-through. That way if something amazing pops up again, I can get a fighting chance.

We're also switching realtors. Frankly, last weekend I loved that house and I was so bummed when it already got leased, and I was also kinda mad he didn't even mention it to me.

I can't help but think how much easier this would be if I still worked my wonky early schedule and had my afternoons free. That's neither here nor there, but when it comes to things like this, it would sure be convenient.

Either way, we're not crunched for time right now so it won't be terrible if this particular house isn't the one, but it will eventually become crucial. I also don't know how I feel about applying for a lease on a house that I haven't actually seen in person, but that may be the thing that finally gets us a place to live.

As usual, let's see what happens.

03 February 2013

woman problems

OH MY GOD.

I didn't get my period last month. Turns out, it was just waiting a little bit. Holy crap, man. Owwww. Revenge of the uterus. It hasn't been this bad in a long time. What the eff dude. I have to make a gyno appt soon so maybe I can bring it up when I eventually go.

I wish we lived near the ocean. The real ocean, not the Gulf of Mexico. I could go for a nice sit on the beach. I think our next vacation needs to be to California.

I could also go for a hot fudge sundae. May or may not be related to paragraph 2.

02 February 2013

Quickie

Work is super busy, but I like it. I spent yesterday working and focused for all of the 12 hours. Except when Andrea came in to hang out with me. I thought it was yet another blood gas knocking on the door, but instead it was Andrea's smiling face! It was so very nice.

House hunt is still chugging but mostly stalling. Today, somebody beat us to yet another house. I really, really liked it, too. It's ok- we have another month to find something great. I know that, but I still can't help but feel mopey about it. I got the feeling God's taking this one and working in his mysterious ways. IT'S NEVER OVER UNTIL IT'S OKAY.

Baby shower today! I'm excited and I hope it's nice. It's a little stressful being on the planning side, but I don't really care what anyone else thinks except Ashley. I can't wait to see what kind of neat gifts she gets.