Suck: babysitter canceled again, I can't go out shopping today Rule: OMG I'm gonna nap instead while the kids play Mario Kart! woohoo!
Bad news: Sunday I'm going to be going out, surrounded by people in a crowded and loud place with my social anxiety and an Incident I'm still recovering from making it worse. Good news: Sunday I'm going to see Phantom of the Opera down in LA.
Good news: I survived my first week of medical internships in the surgery department and it's the weekend now! :D Bad news: It's the weekend and I am now ill :(
Good news: I cleaned my room of all cans and put all my dirty washing in a basket Bad news: I was a dumb a couple of months ago and threw out some sewing supplies by accident. I was all set to try making my first plushie today, but that didn't pan out :(
Bad news: my ex girlfriend is sick and the party she was going to throw today has been postponed, and I won't get to hang out with my friends this week Good news: instead I'm going to the mall to see the Human Bodies exposition with my brother and my sis-in-law! Time to see some dissection and afterwards buy tea and knitting supplies and then have dinner with my family! :D
Good news: Saw Phantom at the Pantages. It was amazing. Only freaked out a little at the grill we stopped at because I was seated with my back to traffic and during intermission. Everything else was amazing. Also I wore my binder out and actually received compliments on my outfit! Still got coded as female but at least my clothes were cute. (Also the server at the grill was super cute.) Bad news: Broke my toe while fumbling around in the wee hours of the morning getting ready. Didn't realize it was broken until we were almost to the theater and I'd been walking on it (though I noticed it hadn't stopped hurting and my meds were only making it painful as opposed to agonizing). Had to wait until I got home before I could do anything about it. Still hurts like a motherfuck and is all sorts of funny colors.
Bad news: Because of management shenanigans, I've been pulled away (without being asked) from a job I enjoy to cover for a person on maternity leave in a related-but-not-really field, and now I'm the hideously unqualified safety lead on a huge contract, and it's stressing me out enough to start wreaking havoc on my personal health Good news: Because of the stress, I've been maxing out the indulgent self-care, which involves ALL the creative enterprises, and I've been able to feel my art and writing improving, I'm refurbishing furniture in the comfort of my own apartment, and I'm in the middle of three silly fandom cross-stitch projects (two of which are presents, which is just my favorite thing to do for people. Furniture is also presents for any friends who visit me because I'm slowly running out of space to live >_> )
Bad: Mom came down with some weird vision issues this morning, which was sudden and mildly terrifying Good: Luckily she didn't crash on the way to work or anything, and I guess they already figured out the cause. Google says it's not too dire.
Bad: impacted wisdom tooth going into the broken tooth next to it, abscessed. Had them removed completely this morning. Good: Prescriptions for pain meds and antibiotics were completely covered by this new government dental plan I'm on. Thanks, Obama! Bad: ow my FACE Good: Vicodin is starting to kick in.
Good news: It's my brthday, and large bits of my family not communicating with each other means I'll have four different birthday celebrations in the next two weeks. Bad news: I have heartburn, though. Good news: Drinking hreartburn meds. Bad news: Drinking heartburn meds.
Bad news: Sick kitty is sick Good news: Said kitty is cuddling with me, and nommed her meds withou problems.
Bad News: Found out that because I work for the county, my boss can't be my reference on housing applications because of liability issues. Good News: The specific place I was applying to seems to be fine with having less references than anticipated!
Bad news (sort of): I need a haircut (it's only been six weeks!) buuuuut I really don't want to fight with the barber again. The barber shop in my small town is owned and entirely staffed by women, which is p cool (it's only two chairs) but they don't want to give me a masculine haircut because they don't want me to look like a “huge lesbian”. (That's a direct quote) I understand that they want to protect me, but I actually AM a huge queer and I am done hiding it and I want a huge queer haircut. Not a pixie cut. We're going into town on Tuesday for a doctor's appt (let's hope I don't miss this one too), so I'm going to see if we can stop somewhere and see how much hair trimmers cost. That's probably a better solution. A basic haircut costs $22 anyways. Good news: I made a thread about knafeh and now other people are making threads about their food! That's awesome, I'm so glad that caught on. Show us all of your stuff.
Bad News: My fiance got kicked out of his household, and I can't trust his aunt not to throw away his thousand-dollar board game collection and our homegoods while he has to scramble for housing, despite her promising not to. He's spent a long time working on it, and many of his games are out of print releases or connected to people he knows directly in the board gaming industry. Even so, he doesn't want to look into a storage unit over this. Good News: My fiance is now coming to live with me and my family, and will be helping me more in the househunt, as well as giving me access to info that I can use to help him easier. Also, we can cook together, which should help us both stabilize our weights and save money, and I have someone around who likes to eat my cooking again without complaining about the spices or vegetables used.
I definitely had a Bad News Good News day last Wednesday. I woke up to: 1. Mammogram today. 2. New kitten today. Talk about mixed feelings! LOL Both mammogram and kitten are perfectly normal. :)
Probably not! However, I once raised the kitten from hell--the smartest and most ill-tempered and unhappiest little creature I have ever known. If we were in the same room, she was biting me. Non stop. If we were not in the same room, she was throwing herself at the door and crying. Non-stop. And she had intractable diarrhea. I lived in the House of Poop. This kitten is a happy, healthy, sweet-tempered little thing who acts...well...like a kitten.
Bad news: not sure if super light period or spotting. The latter means Pregnancy Test Time because I am super regular. Good news: horrible anxiety turned out to be caused by forgetting my pill and was mostly fixed by taking it.
Bad news: might be at the end of a friendship. good news: brain hasn't thrown me under the bus about this. Yet.
Good news: I have my computer back!!!! <3 Bad news: I lost about a month's worth of files. More good news: It's only a month's worth because I did actually back them up.
