And now back to kvetching...
May. 1st, 2015 12:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
anigoSo.
It has been brought to my attention that it's been a couple of shitty months.
In late December my Skipper and good friend passed away.
Last month my dog died.
Winter won't leave Eastern Canada.
I have been taking three classes and working full time at a job that could be amazing but currently puts the fuh in frustrating.
(I did, however, get to spend a wonderful week in Cuba in March with my kid and my bestie, so that was good!)
April 7th I went to Toronto for a training session for work. The night before the session, I met some colleagues for supper and over the course of the evening I had 5 glasses of wine. Now. To be clear. 5 glasses is a decent amount of wine. I wasn't driving anywhere, that's for sure. But over a whole evening, 5 glasses of wine isn't an exorbitant amount. I was, however, sick as a DOG the next morning. I started throwing up around 4am and went to the training feeling like a bag of shit. The vomiting irritated my throat and I ended up leaving Toronto with a sore throat and a general crappy feeling that lasted weeks. On Friday the 17th the general crappy feeling turned into a full blown tummy bug with a fever and chills, which then turned into a chest infection (which I didn't realize I had until I went into my Doctor's office for a refill on cold sore medicine, since I have had a bumper crop of cold sores in the first quarter of 2015 as well.) The chest infection was just about cleared up due to the hand full of meds the doctor gave me when... BAM! I woke up about 2am on Monday with an amazing need to go to the bathroom and very little ability to do so comfortably. Yup, a big old bladder infection completely right out of the blue. I haven't had a UTI since I was about 12. And, of course, the antibiotics for the UTI have now given me a yeast infection. So I have felt like a bag of shit in one area of my body or another for over 4 weeks. I'm ready to be healthy again.
On the upside, I am finished school. I am going to Latvia in 6 days. It's above zero for the first time in AGES. And there is nothing, aside from work, that I'm dreading as far as the eye can see.
Oh, speaking of school, did I mention here that I had applied for an MEd program? Oh yes, I did. I figured if the universe thinks I have it in me to do an MEd, then I'll get accepted. If not, then I won't.
I heard back today that I've missed the deadline for a September start and my application will be reviewed in September for a January start.
See? The universe has decided that one way or another I am NOT ready to go back to school in September. Thanks universe!!
It has been brought to my attention that it's been a couple of shitty months.
In late December my Skipper and good friend passed away.
Last month my dog died.
Winter won't leave Eastern Canada.
I have been taking three classes and working full time at a job that could be amazing but currently puts the fuh in frustrating.
(I did, however, get to spend a wonderful week in Cuba in March with my kid and my bestie, so that was good!)
April 7th I went to Toronto for a training session for work. The night before the session, I met some colleagues for supper and over the course of the evening I had 5 glasses of wine. Now. To be clear. 5 glasses is a decent amount of wine. I wasn't driving anywhere, that's for sure. But over a whole evening, 5 glasses of wine isn't an exorbitant amount. I was, however, sick as a DOG the next morning. I started throwing up around 4am and went to the training feeling like a bag of shit. The vomiting irritated my throat and I ended up leaving Toronto with a sore throat and a general crappy feeling that lasted weeks. On Friday the 17th the general crappy feeling turned into a full blown tummy bug with a fever and chills, which then turned into a chest infection (which I didn't realize I had until I went into my Doctor's office for a refill on cold sore medicine, since I have had a bumper crop of cold sores in the first quarter of 2015 as well.) The chest infection was just about cleared up due to the hand full of meds the doctor gave me when... BAM! I woke up about 2am on Monday with an amazing need to go to the bathroom and very little ability to do so comfortably. Yup, a big old bladder infection completely right out of the blue. I haven't had a UTI since I was about 12. And, of course, the antibiotics for the UTI have now given me a yeast infection. So I have felt like a bag of shit in one area of my body or another for over 4 weeks. I'm ready to be healthy again.
On the upside, I am finished school. I am going to Latvia in 6 days. It's above zero for the first time in AGES. And there is nothing, aside from work, that I'm dreading as far as the eye can see.
Oh, speaking of school, did I mention here that I had applied for an MEd program? Oh yes, I did. I figured if the universe thinks I have it in me to do an MEd, then I'll get accepted. If not, then I won't.
I heard back today that I've missed the deadline for a September start and my application will be reviewed in September for a January start.
See? The universe has decided that one way or another I am NOT ready to go back to school in September. Thanks universe!!