Whoa.

Feb. 22nd, 2017 06:24 pm
psyche29: A brown eye with rainbow eyeliner all around it (Default)
I say it every time, but it's true every time: it's been AGES since I last posted.

So much has happened, though looking back at it, it seems like piddly stuff.

Also, I forgot how to code a cut, so I apologize in advance for the length.

Boychild: IS EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD. Seriously, where the eff does the time go?! He VOTED in November. (Not for the JOKE currently in office, TYVM. Kid is a hard-ass lefty. Why, yes - I AM proud of it.)

He also has been on meds since about September of 2015; he definitely hits the ADHD scale, though noticeably without the H. Doc's got him on 20 mgs of Adderall a day, with 5 mg supplements as needed after school for homework. It has definitely helped to start, though he may actually need to up it a little, as we are still having to drag him through getting homework turned in and remembering things.

Hubby: Had a vertical sleeve gastrectomy in March 2015. He's since lost about 200 lbs, can buy clothes at regular stores now, and no longer hits the diabetic scale. He was off all diabetic meds within a couple months of the surgery. He is basically the poster boy for "Doing This Right;" I've never seen a surgeon bounce on his toes with pleasure before.

He's hit a plateau now, and has fallen off the diet changes a little, but is getting back on track now with this unseasonably nice weather. It's been a total life change for him, and he's really happy about all of it.

Me & Food: As part of the process (and in the name of being supportive), I started watching my diet, too. I hated every effing second of it and it didn't matter that I continued to lose weight, it took all the effing joy out of food and I hated everyone and everything. We bond over food, come together as a society over food, and having to watch it carefully like that - and deny myself of everything I love because everything that tastes good to me is "bad" - is the absolute worst. And it was harder, too, because Hubby was having the easiest time of it, and couldn't understand how it could possibly be difficult. I stayed silent about a lot of my anger over it.

I had actually started losing weight the previous August (2014); suffice it to say I had a week where Imodium was not working, so I just had to suffer through it. I must have lost ten to fifteen pounds that week alone, and so I continued to lay off the soda so much and stopped eating the snack cakes and stuff entirely. So when hubby started his pre-op diet, I started actually using the My Fitness Pal app every day, and it mostly sucked. I was almost always hungry, meals generally did not last me till the next one. I had enough calories available to me that I could have snacks, but I really had to watch it. I'd switched to diet sodas, which sucks because they all taste terrible, but I want soda more than I want to avoid the taste, and regular soda has too many calories, so-.

Since then, I've lost a total of about 80 lbs, give or take 5, and gone down 6 pants sizes and 3 shirt sizes (depending on the brand). Other noticeable changes are that I can sit in a chair with arms and the arms no longer dig into my thighs, and all my rings are too big, as they keep sliding around my fingers willy-nilly.

I don't religiously record my calories each day, and I stopped denying myself of all the things I love, because I've always said that's no way to diet. I do try to be very reasonable about how much I eat, and I try to avoid too much bread, because it's a freaking killer (even though it's OMGSODELICIOUS). I may not be actively losing weight now, but I'm also not gaining it back, so I'm much happier. We try to walk more, too.

Work: Never dull. I've done so much since my last work-related post. We've lost two supervisors, a manager, another supervisor, and plenty of people have retired because they just couldn't deal with the stress anymore. Another one is leaving in the next 45 days or so. It's sad, but maybe it will help mgmt (wishful thinking, right?) to reorganize the way they want. Some things are better, others are as bad as usual. But hey, I've got 18 years under my belt now, and am currently only minorly stressed, so I'll stick with it.

Also, I now work from home full time. It's AWESOME. They provided us zero clients, two monitors, keyboard, mouse, all necessary wires, a really decent phone with a headset, and anything off our desks we needed; I came home with well over $1.5K worth of equipment. We have flex time on top of this, so as long as I get my 40 hours in M-F between 6A and 6P, I can do it almost any way I like. This, of course, means I roll out of bed around 5:45 in the morning, lurch into the bathroom, pull on pants and shirt, then stumble to my desk, turn on the computer, and clock in by 6:00 AM. It is the BEST THING EVER.

I might not have gone home full time, though, without my two best friends leaving. One (CK) quit September 2014...about 3 hours after I unwittingly provided the clinching argument for it. He is SO. MUCH. HAPPIER. now; it is amazing how relaxed he is now without this place eating holes in his stomach lining, among other things. We try to get out for lunch or dinner (and in one case, breakfast) every other month or so, and chat via FB messenger quite a bit - which is good, because it took me a long time to get used to not having him there at work.

And in November 2015, the other (MG) quit. Also a good thing, she was much happier at a new place - understandably, as my current coworkers, by and large, were absolute DICKS to her the entire time she was employed. An old supervisor (who, incidentally, was fired for having sex on her desk and bragging about it, and also for calling someone in mgmt a "bitch" in an email that replied to all instead of one person) had actually known MG, and told everybody so, and so most people assumed MG only got the job because she knew said supervisor...and everyone hated that supervisor, to be clear. It was awful. So MG finally left, but now I can't even see her like I used to because she moved out of state in December 2016. So sad.

Other Stuff: Dad had a heart attack Thanksgiving night, but is doing okay now; it wasn't massive, and the blockages, which range anywhere from 30-80%, are all down in the smaller vessels at the bottom of the heart, where they can't put stents anyway, so they're treating medically. He's doing taxes again for H&R Block, managing only one office this year instead of two. And thrilled as hell, because he and Mom turn 62 this year and are taking early Social Security, so he won't have to work at all next year.

Mom's doing well; good days and bad days with fibro and diabetes. She had a month-long bout with seizures in August 2013, but hasn't had any since then, and is now off the seizure med entirely. She's mostly back to baseline (by which I mean she feels as good as she did before the seizures, but has less of a filter). The seizures at the time seemed to have caused a metric shit-ton of brain damage, but she gained all of her faculties back for the most part.

One of my sisters is pregnant with her fourth child, another had her second a few years ago. Yet another is happily living with her boyfriend. And the other one is still living with our parents.

TV: Missing DWTS right about now, but loving BBT still, as well as Flash, Mom, Two Broke Girls, and Brooklyn 9-9. Also really enjoying The Grand Tour on Amazon. Have also finally started watching bits and pieces of HIMYM with Boychild. Pretty good.

Man, I forgot how time can fly when you're typing up a post like this!

I hope everything is well with all of you! ♥
psyche29: A brown eye with rainbow eyeliner all around it (earth laughs in flowers)
It's Friday, it's payday, and I'm mostly relaxed. My irritating coworker is gone today and I'm looking forward to the weekend - even if tonight's adventures include Thing 1 and Thing 2 spending the night at our place with Boychild. I foresee much noise and probably a bit of shushing, among other things.

Sarah, mother of Things 1 & 2, just had surgery on Monday. She had a melanoma on the bottom of her pinky toe, and had to have a biopsy and then most of the pinky toe amputated. The biopsy on the lymph nodes and surrounding areas came back negative, thankfully. Even so, we're giving her a bit of a quiet break by taking the boys overnight, which is nice for both her and Boychild, even if noisy for hubby and I.

Think I'll make this for family dinner on Sunday - sounds full of awesome.

Just got off the phone with my sister; apparently, Dad just missed the last step at home and is being seen right now for a swelling ankle. Shit. He already can't walk very well - although truth be told, that surgery has done wonders for him. He's lost over 70 pounds now, and was doing better. We'll have to see what the doc says; might have to do dinner at their place on Sunday instead!

Hope everyone has a lovely weekend!
psyche29: A brown eye with rainbow eyeliner all around it (what addiction)
I haven't seen it yet. I want to, but at the same time...I am filled with trepidation.

Harry has been such a huge part of my life. I can't even imagine how dull and dreary my life would have been all these years had I not read these incredible books, met these incredible people and become friends with so many of them. I would certainly be more narrow-minded without this - without this saga, without these friends, both fictional and not.

Still - every commercial, every preview for this last installment makes my heart hang heavy in my chest. A lump forms in my throat and my eyes sting. I'll probably put off seeing it for a little while; I can't force myself into something my heart is currently flailing so hard against.

And too, I don't want to let go of this magic, this world. I have this fear that to do so would drain away the vibrancy of life. Irrational, yes, but-. I'm just...sad.
psyche29: little girl watching something with an uncertain look on her face (mary secret garden)
They've been building offices and moving people around quite a bit up on my floor at work, and today, they finally moved one of my favorite people - whose desk has been near to mine for seven or so years - to the other end of the floor. I'm happy for him, he finally has the space he needs and is away from the constant stress that is my manager (she is not HIS manager).

And I feel suddenly, unimaginably divorced.
psyche29: A brown eye with rainbow eyeliner all around it (should have loved me)
Day 7 – Your Best Friend )

The 30-Day Meme List )
psyche29: A brown eye with rainbow eyeliner all around it (where the heart is)
We went out of town for the weekend, up north to Duluth. Got a great deal on a good hotel and got the hell out of dodge for a couple days.

Back home now; I have pictures.

Cut since I'm feeling nice. )
psyche29: Tea in a white cup and saucer, sitting on a pink placemat (tea)
1. Feeling better today - definitely a good thing. :)

2. Dinner tonight at Bunny and John's, and kiddo will probably sleep over, so quiet evening! YAY!

3. Dad is out of the hospital. He was released yesterday shortly after noon. The docs have concluded that the chest pains were NOT his heart, thankfully. However, they don't know what DID cause the pains, so we're at a loss, there. Dad has a regular doc appt coming up soon, if not today (because I'm really bad with time, OK?), and hopefully he'll find out what he needs to do to be able to continue walking, as that's the more imminent threat right now.

4. My friend I mentioned earlier now has an LJ! I'm so pleased, I can't wait to show her the ropes. She may yet come to DW, too, but I'm STOOPID and messed up the web address. *rolls eyes at self* Either way, I'm glad she has an outlet available to her! Next step: teaching her how to navigate a forum. XD.

5. You guys, these shoes have HEART-SHAPED HEELS!! ♥♥♥

I AM LUSTING FOR THESE JUST A LITTLE BIT.
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Found over on Fluevog.


6. Just renewed a bunch of books from the library online - handy little tool. Finally finished The Alchemist (Paulo Coelho) the other night. It was such a wonderful book; I'll need to procure my own copy of it. If you've read it, I'd like to chat with you about it.

7. Friday, I love you. Thank you for FINALLY dragging your ass here, because I am so beyond ready for the weekend!
psyche29: A brown eye with rainbow eyeliner all around it (woodland creature)
I feel icky today. I woke up around 4:30 this morning with those icky burps - the ones that feel and taste and smell like throw-up. I've been queasy ever since then. Urgh.

I don't have the burps anymore, but I just FEEL bloaty and gassy and YUCK. I was hoping it would be Saturday, but no such luck, hmm? Suckish. It may have been an effect of eating dinner so late last night, but late dinners don't usually affect me. Hopefully it goes away soon.

We went to see Dad last night in the hospital. He's in really good spirits and looks like he feels fine; he's in the ridiculous hospital garb and little bootie slippers, and has IV hookups sticking out of his hand, which I couldn't even look at, for shit's sake, but he didn't look small and insignificant and lost, like so many people do when they're sick and in the hospital.

He expects to be let out today at some point, they did part of his stress test yesterday and were going to finish it up today. I'm not really worried or anything, but I'll be glad when he's back home all the same.

I'm irritated and cranky about a number of things today, and the day in general seems to be conspiring against me. It says, "You need to learn some things, child, and overcome difficulties. And I will drag you, kicking and screaming if I must, through to tomorrow, whether you learn and overcome or not. Sucker."

/pissfest

SO. It's nearly the weekend. How are all of you doing?

I have a friend from college I've been chatting more recently with, and I'm close to talking her into joining Obliviate and signing up with LJ or DW. I told her Obliviate would be a good place to start, to meet people and make some friends, and she needs that right now. I'm nearly there; her difficulties with any of it lie in actually finding time to feel like it matters. I know how it goes.

OK, I better pretend to work for a while. I swear, I've done jack SHIT this week. I need to get on the ball, here.
psyche29: A brown eye with rainbow eyeliner all around it (love shimmers)
My lovely [livejournal.com profile] wandaxmaximoff is getting married today!!

CONGRATULATIONS, CLARE, AND ALL THE HAPPINESS IN THE WORLD TO YOU BOTH!


In Other News... )
psyche29: A brown eye with rainbow eyeliner all around it (Default)
Christ in a sidecar, I cannot think straight for the life of me. I nearly typed "non-friending fandom meme" in the subject line. *rolls eyes at self*

So... [personal profile] liv did that giant, non-fandom friending meme, and I want to make new friends, as I seem to go through them rather more often than most people, but it's always a little daunting, diving in and hoping you hit it off.

But I gave in yesterday and posted to it. I have some new subscribers, so I wanted to say hello and welcome to you!

You'll find me mostly quiet until I get to know you better, and by quiet I mean a bit slow to comment or participate; I'm very much an observer, and even once I get to know you, I can be quiet. But I am generally cheerful - I'm one of those annoyingly-cheerful-upon-waking people, for the most part, though I try not to shove it in the faces of those who, well, aren't.

Anything you want to know about me or don't understand, please, please feel free to ask. I don't mind sharing or explaining things at all, and my life can be a little confusing sometimes, especially when you're not me...and sometimes when you are. ;)
psyche29: A brown eye with rainbow eyeliner all around it (should have loved me)
Mary's birthday was January 28, and she never bothered to acknowledge the birthday wishes I sent, either via email or FB. Although on FB, it wasn't just me who got ignored, she simply didn't page back. I finally deleted her from my Yahoo chat the other day. I'm deleting her from my MSN chat tonight when I get home, and I am gearing myself up to delete her from my FB - she so obviously doesn't wish to acknowledge me.

I don't know why I'm so offended by her desertion - I should be bloody used to it, it happens with nearly everybody in my life at some point.

It's harder to let her go, I guess, because I don't believe she intended for it to be like this. I think that thinking about it makes her sad and ashamed and depressed that she dropped me like that, and just makes it that much harder for her to actually talk to me. But when it comes right down to it, she did it, and I can only take so much. You know?

If I was important to her, she should have fought harder. She should have loved me.
psyche29: A brown eye with rainbow eyeliner all around it (not doing shit today)
Lots of little things. )

13. I actually think that's everything for now. How are all of you? Did you have a good holiday? What was the best part? The worst? What are your hopes and plans for 2010?

14. *points to icon* I just had to point out how ridiculously appropriate that icon is right now. I should be working, but I'm totally not. ... Must work on that.

Your life is an occasion. Rise to it. MR. MAGORIUM, Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium.

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