Countdown to 30...

So, I am exactly two months away from my 29th birthday. Which, of course, makes me just over a year away from the dreaded 30. I know most people don't see 30 as that big of a deal anymore, but when I figured I'd be married with two kids by the age of 23...well, being 30, single, and childless is kinda stressing. Also, I'm just not entirely happy with where my life is. Sooo, here's my hope for motivation - during the next two months I'm going to try to come up with everything that I would have control over accomplishing by the time I'm 30. I say what I have control over because obviously I can't make a marriage happen or the market pick up so I can sell my place. But I can put myself out there more once I'm ready again and I can work on my place so that when the market is ready so am I. Some of the things I already know to put on the list are to get back in shape, eat better, make more time for *me*, etc. Once I have it all put together I'll post it on here and give periodic updates. Even though no one reads this (except for you sissy lol!) having it as "public" knowledge may help me to be a little more accountable...

Deep Thoughts

Well, not really. I just don't have one big subject I'm ready to write about right now so I thought I'd go for a bunch of little tidbits...

I desperately need to take a day off from work. I can tell I'm getting a little more stressed out than I should be right now. As always, I only have Saturdays off but the last few Saturdays haven't really been "mine". Now, I enjoyed how I spent them but this past Saturday was at my step-niece's 1st birthday party and the week before I was babysitting the bean. The week before that was something too but I can't quite remember...Anyways, I don't know why but I am also so nervous to ask my boss for a day off if I'm not actually going out of town or doing something big. She's never said no and I don't think she ever would say no unless I asked for the day that we had a big meeting or something. So, I neglected to ask her today before I left work and she flies to NY in the morning. I'm thinking though that after I see how much I get done tomorrow I can email her asking if it would be okay to take Friday off. Plus I sometimes feel a little *too* responsible for my department - as in I feel like I shouldn't take a day off when she's in the office because she might need me but I also feel like I shouldn't take a day off when she's out of the office because then there is no one there to take care of whatever issues might come up. I'm not even sure how much PTO I have so I should check that tomorrow too.


I got another stupid parking ticket. Same "violation" this time of blocking access. I am, of course, fighting this one as well and have the perfect reasoning that last time the judge agreed that there is nothing there to block access to and I guess I just won't park there anymore. I'm going to contest this one by mail though because I really don't feel like sitting in a courtroom for two hours.


I'm not entirely sure how I'm going to pay my bills this month. See, I always get paid on the 4th and the 19th which is just well and dandy but because of the way the days fell in February this year that means there was only 9 days in this pay-period instead of the usual 11 or so. I'm sure I'll just end up borrowing some money from Claudia and then taking home some extra work to pay it off, but that then contributes to the working too much = being stressed out thing.


I need to get a resume put back together. I'm not sure what happened to the one I used for the job I have now but I really wish I could've found it. There aren't any openings at this point that I'm interested in but I'd like to be prepared if something comes up. Trying to remember what years I went to what schools though and how to word what I do and all that is hard.


I kinda feel like my brain isn't functioning right. See, I'm an amazing typist. Really, like I just took a test and wasn't trying super-duper hard and got 83 words a minute with no mistakes. But lately I'm not typing the right words. I know what I want to say but my fingers are going to different keys. Usually it's a variation on the word that I started to type and most people might not think it's anything unusual but I'm generally so accurate that it's kinda freaking me out. Probably just another part of that whole stress thing!


Well, the doctor has ordered me to get 9 hours of sleep every night which I'm thinking isn't enough because I am now dog tired vs before I was just really tired. Before some nights I'd only get 8 (or rarely only 6) but then on Friday nights I'd get 15 or so. Now I know you can't really catch up on sleep, but only getting 9 has got me so worn out. I'm starting to fall asleep driving, on the bus, etc and I'm supposed to be doing this 9 hour thing for another month and a half! I need to call and ask him about this "Periodic Limb Movement Disorder" diagnosis though so maybe I'll mention that I don't think 9 hours is working and see what he says.

Off to sleep so I can wake up at 8!