Burned by My Beloved

Monday morning, not only did I wake up sick with the flu, I also woke up to my coffee pot leaking all over my kitchen counter. This is totally my fault, because when I set the pot up the night before I had forgotten to put the top onto the carafe. Unfortunately I didn't notice that it had leaked until the entire brew cycle had completed. So I clean up the mess all over the counter top, grab the coffee pot and went to dump the basket (still filled with supa dupa hot coffee) into the sink so that I could make more of my beloved coffee, and in the process, spilled said supa dupa hot coffee all over my right hand and wrist. Despite my attempt to cool the burn and head off any serious damage, I'm thinking I've got at least a second degree burn here. Things seemed to be healing up pretty well, until last night when I was doing some cleaning and had an itch on my hand, I rubbed it on something because I didn't want to scratch it while it was healing and a large patch of (ewwwwwwwwwww) dead skin came off, leaving me with a slightly more painful, shiny, angry red looking patch of fresh skin exposed. I'd share pictures, but they'd be yucky and no one wants to see that...lol. The worst part of all of this is that I really didn't have much in the work department going on this weekend and since I'm now feeling mostly recuperated from the flu bug, I wanted to do some knitting, but I've got pretty limited mobility with this crispy fried hand of mine. Oh well, maybe I'll still tinker around and see what I can do.

Bitten Hard by the Flu Bug

Seems I've been bitten rather hard by the nasty nasty flu bug! Fever, chills, then the sweats, dizziness, feeling queezy, everything on my body just hurts. I've been sick since Monday, spent the entire day pretty much sleeping and feeling rather miserable. Yesterday, I spent the morning and most of the day home sick, then eventually went into work for a few hours, and I'll be doing the same today. I really wish I could take a whole day off from work to get all the rest I need and feel better, but the current staffing situation doesn't seem to allow that. So unless I can beg and plead with someone to work for me, I'll be heading in at 3:30... Off to my regularly scheduled get well sleep time.

Arrrrg

No I'm not feeling like a pirate this fine evening, I'm actually a bit frustrated by how quickly this past week has gone by. It should have been my "spring break" but I ended up working some OT this week because one of the girlies at work is away. Now I'm facing the fact that I have a ton of school work to catch up on, and an essay due Monday morning before 11 am. I really don't know where the time goes. I do know that it's going to be a very busy weekend for me. I am counting the weeks until this semester is over. I NEED a break!

Hope Springs Eternal

Just when I was feeling scattered and lost in the cold gray starkness of winter, a little birdie (literally) told me that spring is right around the corner. Friday morning, I was at the computer, Kinsey was outside and it was a decent morning weather wise, so I had the back door opened, nothing else was on to distract me, and chirp chirp, the birds were out in full force singing their happy little tunes that tell me that spring is almost here. Even last night, I noted that the days are growing longer, the sun seems to be shining brighter, and I'm feeling more focused and at peace.

Drowning in a Sea of Equations

I don't know how, but I am utterly, completely lost in my Algebra class. Well actually I do know part of the reason, my professor is horrible, I touched on this in my last post. I'm so lost in fact that at this point, I don't even know, what I don't know. I am also in a serious state of free time fun withdraw. I haven't had a chance to just relax and read or knit in weeks, and I'm quite bummed about that, but I've promised myself that once I am able to understand what the hell my professor is doing, then and only then will I be able to bask in the glory of free time R&R. I woke up way to early this morning, after not getting much sleep last night (because I'm worried about all this crap) so I think I might try and catch a little nap, then hit the books. Wish me luck!

Screen Suck

I'm a victim of Screen Suck. On a very regular basis, and it actually bugs me a bit. I'm trying to understand how it is that the work day, and time spent in class or doing homework can pass so slowly, yet I pop online to check email, and hit my usual sites, blogs, etc. and in the blink of an eye, an hour or more has passed. I've really got to work on getting this under control and finding a way to really focus on other things throughout the day. Wish me luck :o)

Ack, I'm Sick, and Other Rantings

So I was minding my own business and out of nowhere, blammo, I'm SICK!!!! Not even a good sick, but a yucky stuffy, all I want to do is sleep sick. Bahhh! I tried my best to get by on just nyquil and sudafed, but that didn't work (though thank you for your suggestion sexy Dr. man). So at 3:30 am I got out of bed after tossing and turning, because each and every time I would get settled in one place, my entire head would stuff up and I was left laying there like a 4 year old mouth breather. So I got my sad sorry ass out of bed and went in search of a 24 hour pharmacy. Let me 'splain a little to you about living in South Jersey. This used to be the land of every and anything you might need open 24 hours is/was within spitting distance. Well now so much anymore. I got out of bed, threw on some clothes (yeah now I look like a hobo chicken lady) and hopped in the car. Hmmm gas tank's on E, better stop for gas. First I'm outraged at the fact that $20 just gets me a little over a quarter tank of gas, and secondly, I'm peeved that in this state I can't pump my own gas. I mean come on people, just because I'm from Jersey and a girl, doesn't mean I can't be trusted to fuel up the road pig. I actually can work one of those new fangled gas pump thing-a-majigs. I feel as though I should at least be given the option, rather than be forced to sit and wait... and wait some more for the gas person to come and service me. These are valuable moments of my life that I will never ever get back! I suppose I was really more irate because I was just unable to breathe through my nose. Hmmmpf, ok, so I've got gas in the car, off to the 24 hour Walgreens to raid their OTC cold and flu section. WTF??? They're closed!!! Hellooooooo when did this happen. I had to toodle along for another 5 miles to find an open CVS. Now I'm looking like a flustered, mouth breathing homeless person. I raid the cold and flu isle like a swashbuckling pirate, and leave the store with my bag of loot. Which includes the forbidden by my Dr. (Love you Dr. K, but I gotta do what I gotta do, and I promise I won't make it a habit) Vicks Ultra Fine Mist, nasal spray. I scurry to my car, bust out the nasal spray and ahhhhh 2 minutes later and I can breathe again.
Now moving on to the back to school ranting. English, no problem, not worried one single bit about that, my Algebra class however... That's another story. To me MATH is a 4 letter word, and I like to avoid it at all costs. I'm not stupid by any means, but me and numbers or formulas or equations, well we just don't get along. My synapses in that part of my brain just don't fire as rapidly as they should. I walk into class on my first day, and shortly thereafter walks in my professor, well, there was a switch up in the teaching department, the professor I was supposed to have is no longer teaching this class. Satan incarnate is. The very first thing he said was that if we have any questions about the material, not to ask, because all that means is we shouldn't be in his class.. JACKASS. This is NOT going to be enjoyable. And it's the only time I can actually take the class. Uhhhg. Who knew Satan was a short, fat, bald, Jewish guy from NY, with a voice like Joe Pesci on helium in any of the Lethal Weapon movies, and a problem with nose blowing, making some god awful clucking throat noise, and uhmm spittle. Please remind me to sit far, far away from the front of the class. Now I'm going to try and sleep for an hour before I get to go back to work!