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linden_jay) wrote2008-02-06 08:52 am
linden_jay) wrote2008-02-06 08:52 am
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omg sick.
So, yeah, I decided to call in sick to work today when I realized I was so dizzy and gross feeling that I wasn't sure I could stand without falling on my head, let alone drive. Considering I don't get sick days, I think that also proves that I'm feeling pretty frelling crappy.
I already fired January, and I really don't want to have to fire February too, but come on. In the past less-than-two-weeks, I have:
-Traveled by bus (eight hours each way, joy) for a funeral for a 26 year old friend of mine who died of a damned heart attack
-Started feeling crappy with the worlds longest incubating cold/flu/whatever the hell this is.
-Gotten into a car accident in my parents brand new car (not our fault in the slightest, but STILL)
-Hurt my back in said accident, damn it (not badly, but enough to be a constant irritating 'ow')
-Participated in an eight hour first aid course complete with disgusting videos while sick and sore and achy from said car accident
-Gotten yelled at by my boss just because she happened to be in a mood (no really, the whole time she was yelling at me she was telling me that it wasn't me, she was ticked at someone else... and yet it was me she was yelling at)
-Sat through an insurance adjuster appointment from hell while they grilled me about the accident (much of which I didn't see because I was the passenger and I was thinking about pizza at the time, which was why I was so surprised when the big black truck when WHAM into the back of us)
-Finally gotten sick enough that I had to stay home for fear of falling on my head.
I'm behind on all my tags, all my editing, all my posting, all my betaing, all my everything, and it's irritating the snot out of me. I know, I know, sick, but still. Bugging me.
But on a good note--a VERY good note--the Academic Husband finally got an actual job, instead of eternally substituting. A job that's in his field, no less. It's a long term TOC contract that goes from now to the end of the year, 50% course load, and it means that he'll get what's called a continuing contract for next year. Which means a really-real job next year, with benefits and everything. After nearly five years of working as a sub (interrupted for Master/Doctoral studies, but still), this is an utter and absolute godsend for us.
So, yes, a lot of crap, but my boy has a job. So I'll drink orange juice and deal, now that I've had my whine.
I already fired January, and I really don't want to have to fire February too, but come on. In the past less-than-two-weeks, I have:
-Traveled by bus (eight hours each way, joy) for a funeral for a 26 year old friend of mine who died of a damned heart attack
-Started feeling crappy with the worlds longest incubating cold/flu/whatever the hell this is.
-Gotten into a car accident in my parents brand new car (not our fault in the slightest, but STILL)
-Hurt my back in said accident, damn it (not badly, but enough to be a constant irritating 'ow')
-Participated in an eight hour first aid course complete with disgusting videos while sick and sore and achy from said car accident
-Gotten yelled at by my boss just because she happened to be in a mood (no really, the whole time she was yelling at me she was telling me that it wasn't me, she was ticked at someone else... and yet it was me she was yelling at)
-Sat through an insurance adjuster appointment from hell while they grilled me about the accident (much of which I didn't see because I was the passenger and I was thinking about pizza at the time, which was why I was so surprised when the big black truck when WHAM into the back of us)
-Finally gotten sick enough that I had to stay home for fear of falling on my head.
I'm behind on all my tags, all my editing, all my posting, all my betaing, all my everything, and it's irritating the snot out of me. I know, I know, sick, but still. Bugging me.
But on a good note--a VERY good note--the Academic Husband finally got an actual job, instead of eternally substituting. A job that's in his field, no less. It's a long term TOC contract that goes from now to the end of the year, 50% course load, and it means that he'll get what's called a continuing contract for next year. Which means a really-real job next year, with benefits and everything. After nearly five years of working as a sub (interrupted for Master/Doctoral studies, but still), this is an utter and absolute godsend for us.
So, yes, a lot of crap, but my boy has a job. So I'll drink orange juice and deal, now that I've had my whine.