Okay, so Conor and I knew we were going to have to clean the apartment for my mother's eventual arrival anyway, but we had planned it over a week. Yesterday we got a happy letter under our front door saying "We're showing your apartment on Monday around 10:30am!"

...OK! So from that point until  a few hours later when I was hurt and drenching in sweat from cleaning and Conor was hurtting from dragging things out to Goodwill and his folks to get it out of our way. But it's still only half done. We need to finish the livingroom and the kitchen. I am so hungry right now though.

 It seems my cat is the unselfish kind. He is willing to sacrifice himself to feed his owners.






Just for reference, no we did not put him in the roasting pan. We found him that way when he had disapeared. We just HAD to take a picture. Now Conor keeps asking the cat if he wants to go to the "happiest place of kitty Earth"

They always say these things come in threes. Ed McMahaon, Farrah Fawcet, Michael Jackson... Frankly I think the last was the biggest suprise to all. But such is life. I lost interest sometime around ten or eleven.

 You just have something random that makes you go... WTH??

 So I've been keeping myself busy lately. At least trying to. We've been painting Conor's folks' inside of thier house. The living and dinning rooms are now compleate and the next task will be the kitchen followed by the poarch. After that she will have to decide on a bed room color and I know we will be painting the hallway at some point. But they wanted to clear the fumes out of the house by the weekend for Sunday brunch this weekend. And to give us a well needed rest. We're both so sore from paiting and stooping and bending and just holding our bodies in positions they are not acustomed or pleased to hold for as long as we are forcing them to. LOL Learn to cope! 

 

Well time is going slowly. I am still seeking employ as fervently as I can. I feel like I have applied to everyone in the cities. Well everyone except minimum wage jobs. "Why not Bess?" Well quearying reader because if I take a minimum wage job there is no way in hell that I will be able to afford my apt, car, other bills bills, and food. And it would negate my unemployment which currently manages to just cover the bills. I have resolved if I do not have a job by the end of July I will be applying to all meanial jobs that I can find. At that point I will permit myself to accept up to three part time jobs depending on the number of hours they are willing to spare me. I'll do what I can to jugle as best I can to make the money I need until I can find one real job and be able for us to once again move out on our own. 

 

I requested an appt at my local PPH. Nothings wrong, I just skiped my yearly check up in March, filled my prescription for three more months and now here I am. About to start my last month of pills. So I figured now is a good time to do these things. Hoping with thier sliding scale that I will be on the lower end of things what with jobless and all. 

 

Mom, Dad and Judy will be visting next month for undetermined amounts of time. Dad asked me when I expected mom. I told him what I knew so with any luck any confrontation shall be avoided. Mom is (shudders a little) staying with us when she comes to visit. It shoud only be for a few days I think she intends to spend the majority of her visitng up north. But because she is staying with us this means massive cleaning. And I do mean MASSIVE. The whole apt needs cleaning big time. We need to anyway. I mean it's not atrochious or anything. it's just bad. 

 

Anywho speaking of cleaning I should go wash dishes.

 Bored enough that I made a new icon from the movie Up!  For those who have not seen it I recomend it. it's not gotten a lot of press but it is worth while. 

I'm beyond bored. There's only so much excitement in searching the job sites and checking ones email to see if anyone has responded and finding they have not. such is life. I'm still looking. And as some would say I am keepin on keepin on. Conor and I will most likely be moving in August. By then if I have not found anything i will be applying ANYWHERE for ANYTHING and even contemplating applying at the mall. *shudders* I hate working at malls. 

Conor an I have been dreaming of things we can't begin to afford. Like camping equipment. We both want to go camping. The weather is great for it and a yearly state park pass is only $25. Fishing lisences I forget are how much. But there are some not so pricey starter kits at Target and Walmart both. Bait is easy enough. I have often found hotdogs to be a universal bait. But the kits also come with fake loures. Which I forone have never used but you never know. I know a lot of people say it doesn't take a lot to go camping and this much is true. But Conor and I are sticklers for having at least one thing when camping. Shelter. IE: Tent. So we have to save for that. It will happen eventually. Until then, we dream.

 I'm kind of wanting to get a hair cut. But I don't know how to cut it. Part of me just says cut it like I always do and let it be. But part of me is just eh. Another part of me thinks about getting it cut extra short but at the same time I have straight hair and the likelyhood of my styling everyday before leaving the house is slim to null. So I'm stumped. Let it grow and leav it alone, cut it normal and cut it short. Right now I'm just thinking let it go and save the $14.

 well after it starting with allergies it escalated to allergies with a dollop of food poisoning, thank you Noodles & Co. (I think) Seeing as everything else I ate after them and before had also been eaten by others as well who all did not get sick and they were the only thing I ate that was different from anyone else. So yeah. Not sure if it was the pasta the salad or the dumplings. And now conor is mocking me asking me why i keep pretending to type. ... yeah... he does that a lot.  Anywho. So yeah allergies wasn't fun, allergies+food poisoning= horking and the eventuality of there being no toilette paper ON EARTH being soft enough! my ass still hurts. 

My stomach still gurgles from time to time but hasn't a lot just now. I have kept to safe foods. My body KNOWS it needs to eat and it wants to but at the same time the thought of eating said food kind of is disgusting. I'm sure it will pass in a day or two. Just need to rebuild my streangth. 

Saturday apparently I am going to the zoo with a friend and her daughters. I'm ok with this. It's free. (volunteer donation)

 I have had allergy issues all week. It started with a scratchy throat that went away after a night of taking nyquil to help stop the tickling. However the drainage continued. I was queasy most of the time due to the drainage but found that eating helped to make me less so. Until yesterday. When I was trying to make it through the day without any meds just to see if I could make it go away. That was a bad plan. It lead to being physically ill, twice. I felt better this morning but I'm still queasy. Despite my past issues with Zyrtec via prescription I am contemplating taking it tonight. I thought Allegra had be made available OTC but I am mistaken. And as I have no insurance I can not see a doctor. Trust me, If i had insurance i would be at a doctor tomorrow instead of being here still queasy. I've never had my allergies be this bad. But with some searching in the intra-webs I have found it is not uncommon with severe issues. *sigh* why do I have to have severe issues?? such is life. 

yeah yeah I'm having an allergy pitty party leave me alone. and for god sake don't jostle me.

on a related note Conor and I were on the sofa.
Me: I love you.
Conor: I love you to...don't hork on me.

ahh love.

 Allergies suxorz A pox upon them! wait... anywho. Lemon juice, honey and hot water are my friend right now with the oh so yummy drainage. weeeeeeeeeee. And the cat is following me everywhere through the apt. I think he's waiting for me to be unsuspecting.

ps. I hate summer. When will fall be here?

 Today is three months since I was laid off from my job. I'm still looking. I've had one interview in that entire time. I'm almost ready to start applying to coffee places. I see positions listed for night auditors but I just can't bring myself to do that. I don't want to go back to being an overnight person.  I enjoy being a day person again. *sigh* suxorz... Conor is suggesting we write the next broadway hit "FRAUD: the musical!" I'm not sure if it will take. 

I'll be 28 in two days...I'm not really looking forward to it.

 And he used his mind to make me cut myself on the cheese grater.

 

 Well...its thursday. Since Sunday, I have applied for unemployment, cleaned the bathroom, the bedroom, the living room, did the laundry, put away the laundry, washed delicates, vaccuumed basicly been called "crazy" by Conor because of my mad cleaning frenzies. I attempted to make bagels but once again they did not rise so such is life. I may try to find my own bagel recipie and try again since dad's does not seem to work for me. Yesterday I got to a point that I HAD to leave the appartment. I just couldn't stand to be inside anymore. So we went oot and aboot. Today we are "splurging" on $5 movie tickets to see Coraline. Then we have a coupon for a $6 pizza. 

I've gotten out of doing my Wii Fit which I need to amend. I also plan to try and clean the kitchen some today. At least to get a good dent in the dishes. 

I have sent out resumes. And I am still looking every day.  so there you go. one day at a time, right?

Now I've been sacked...

unemployment here I come

I finally got my federal return. Finally! Now I can make my appointment to get my wisdom teeth pulled!

 I woke up this morning and after being up for a bit and eating about half my breakfast, Conor told me my dad called. It seemed odd to me because I had just spoken to him last night. He had left a message which simply said "Its dad, call me." His words said almost nothing, but his tone said everything. I knew something was wrong and gut told me it was my grandmother. I called him back and immediately just asked what was wrong. 

She died this morning. I was too upset at the time to inquire for particulars but I assume she died in her sleep. I was more upset about it than I thought I would be. Conor was with me all day to hold me and hug me. I could tell he hated to see me so upset but he held it well. I'm truly lucky to have him. I asked dad if I needed to come down. He said no. They don't have the money to bring me down and neither do I. Conor's folks offered to get me a ticket with frequent flyer miles, but I declined. I would have to fly into Tulsa and they'd have to come get me. 

I'm upset, and part of me still wants to cry. But I'm able to stive it off easier than I was this morning. 

-my diet isn't working
-Conor barely slept last night
-My lower back is starting to hurt from having slipped this morning on my way to my car, which is sad cause it's not that far to my car
-some of my co-workers are really starting to get on my nerves
-if I heard the word "hot" one more time I swear to god...
-apparently Conor has "an exciting package" waiting for him in the apartment office, so he spent most of last night speculating what it is.
-apparently I have to know what my dress looks like in order to talk to the flourist about my bouquet? wtf? Apparently certaine shapes go better with certaine arrangements

 I would love to stay home another day and maybe actually be productive this time. But eh. Such is life. I had a three day weekend and feel really relaxed. (if however I am annoyed by the change in weather. Mostly because it's giving me drainage. 

Even though I know I'll have a desk full of work when I get in the extra day off was SO worth it. However I DO need to work on the kitchen this week. Espetially if I want to eat at a table for valentine's day. LOL After all we shall be eating in the day. ^_^

In other news I know have two pregnant friends again. Last time it was Dana and Alisha from High School. This time, it's Dana and J'Lynn, my officiant and best gal pal up north here, eh.

 guess who's buying a Wii with her tax return!