Jeffrey's Ledge

Absent Minded

Puppies, mormons, nudity and a chase

What you first need to understand about this story is that the newf is off for the summer because he’s a teacher and apparently playing with crayons is SO EXHAUSTING that they require two months of every year to recover.

Yeah – I said it. And don’t even try to yell at me, teachers, because I GUARANTEE you that it’s harder to be a teacher’s spouse than it is to be a teacher. But that, I suppose, is a post for another day.

So yesterday as I was going out the door to work – LIKE REAL PEOPLE HAVE TO DO – I mentioned that I’m expecting a mystery package that he should keep an eye out for. He agrees because if he knows that if he so much as put up a fight I’d call him out on how watching Zac Effron movies and creeping on Facebook is NOT CONSIDERED A BUSY DAY until my brain explodes and leaks out my ears.

But let’s set the scene, shall we?

Later that afternoon, the newf is happily showering when he hears a knock on the door and the subsequent machine gun of barking dachshunds (a.k.a. full out, earth-shattering chaos made worse by the fact that we’re currently taken care of Calvin’s brother too) that typically announce a visitor’s arrival. Knowing that I’m expecting a delivery, the sweet newf jumps out of the shower, wraps a towel around his waist and runs to the door.

When he opens the door – sopping wet with shampoo in his hair wearing naught but a towel – he is greeted by his adversaries, the Mormons, smiling bright in their white shirts and black ties as crisp and finely pressed as their morals.

I’ve seen a porn that started just like this.

But in a completely unsexy twist, while awkwardly holding up his towel and trying to get rid of the missionaries, he sees all three wiener dogs make an absolute, desperate, you’d-think-we-beat-them run for it out into the cul-de-sac.

As it turns out, those Mormons aren’t just pretty, jailbait faces…Oh no. Their religious equivalent of spidey-senses send them running out into the street after our terrified dogs who do not approve of strangers, especially those trying to convert their two gay dads into morally upstanding citizens.

Blind Item: Save this wedding

Alright friends, it’s time to pitch in to help one of our own who needs some advice. Since this 20-something, Pittsburgh blogger’s family keeps an eye on her blog, she’s come over to the Rollercoaster for some under the radar input.

Here’s the situation, this wonderful woman is on the cusp of marriage to her her merman in October. Her sister is supposed to be in the wedding but there is one problem. A big problem. Her sister is suicidal, back into her drug addiction, and refuses to check herself into the psych hospital–as per her doctor’s advice.

The blogger asks: “How do I kick my sister out of the wedding party without contributing to her already unstable mental state? In addition to her drug addiction, she’s also bipolar. My family has been dealing with this for years and to be honest I’m just completely numb to it now. I feel nothing except pity and compassion for my parents who are on the brink of a breakdown themselves.”

Right. It’s go-time. Any advice is good advice. Just be sensitive, understanding and supportive like I know you can be and help put our friend’s mind at ease.

This week has been weird for me

For the previous 7 weeks before this one, I had one thing in my head and that was the determination and drive to move here. Dan had gotten an interview and we were going to make it. I wasn’t entirely pleased with the setting I was working in, but it was ok and I was surviving. It was all for the greater good. A little bit of suffering for the prize of getting to live here. 

But after he didn’t get the coveted job, I’ve felt a little let down, to be honest. I don’t have that same determination and drive this week. This week?? I’m just in it for the survival aspect. Just to survive, to get through the final 5 weeks here.  I don’t even know what I’m feeling right now about moving out here. I am gravely disappointed and sad that I’ll be leaving this amazing place. But at the same time, I find I’m feeling a little excited to see my friends, family, dogs, and life back home.

The things I’m currently missing terribly in Michigan:

  • Dan
  • Ike and Vienna
  • My closest friends: Heather & Mary
  • Bob and Meredith – the inlaws
  • My blood family – Tim (uncle), Joyce (aunt), as well as my cousins Ilee and Faith. Of course, my brother I miss, too, even though he’s a brat most of the time. 🙂
  • The fact that the mall is only a 15 minute drive versus 90 minutes here.
  • Sushi from Sushi-Ya or Kumo.
  • The gym (love Planet Fitness!!)
  • Lake Michigan (it’s been too cold to hit the beach, I know, but I would hate to be missing that this summer).
  • 8 Point Lake (another summer destination — where my inlaws have a cottage)
  • Let’s see…what else…..
  • My Kitchen Aid mixer. I MISS BAKING.
  • My nice pots and pans.
  • My clothes. Almost all of my warm weather clothes are back in Michigan. While I have purchased a few warm weather pieces here, I miss having choices.

The list could go on forever, and really could start getting superficial here pretty quick.

I’m just taking each day as it comes. I’d love to stay in Colorado, but I’m not sure I want to until Dan can be here with me every day. I don’t love Michigan, but I sure am finding a lot I’m missing about the place. I’m kind of at a crossroads here and I’m just waiting on something to happen to help me make the decision one way or another.

At the end of May, I’ll be back for a good friend’s wedding, then a week to relax around Michigan, THEN a week in Hawaii with the hubs. Finally taking our honeymoon. 🙂 THEN, I’ll fly back to Colorado to either a) move my things into a new apartment in Grand Junction for a travel assignment or b)drive my stuff back to Michigan…for a travel assignment.

And that’s all the planning I plan on doing for the time being…

Let me be real for a moment.

Angry. That’s pretty much what I feel right now. PURE ANGER. I can’t believe I had to turn down the job of a lifetime. The job I had an AMAZING interview with. Before I even got offered the job. And that SUCKS. I’m TRYING to be the un-selfish spouse. TRYING. But dang it. I feel like every single good thing that happens to come my way is totally ruined by the fact that Dan can’t get a job as easily. EVERY SINGLE FREAKING TIME I have tried to get a job in another state, it NEVER works as well for him.

It sucks.

I’m not angry at Dan. I’m just angry at…I don’t know…GOD? Life?? The universe?? NO CLUE.

But the job I wanted isn’t looking for a traveler at this time. Not that that couldn’t change, he said. But still.

THIS FREAKING KILLS ME INSIDE.

That’s all.

Decision Made

So! Today is a new day! And I’m not admitting defeat. But we made a decision for me to go ahead and come home for now. Last night we had decided to not give up. But when I woke up this morning, I didn’t like the way I felt about this decision. In order to do what we decided, we’d be getting ourselves too tight financially.

Theres some debt in our lives that would make things feel too tight. They wouldn’t be too bad bit I want a fresh start in our new location. (I used to not do a great job handling things financially and I am working on those past mistakes.) This is not a decision to give up.

I will be taking travel jobs in Michigan so I am close to my love and my family an friends. It will allow me to make enough money to pay stuff off. For us to build a larger savings. To fix up the house the way it should be. To sell it. We love this part of Colorado and are GOING TO COME BACK.

No doubt in my mind about that. I’m so glad I landed here and we are amazed that this area is not what we pictured. It’s freaking awesome. Within a couple of years, this is where we will be. I feel it in my heart. It was a hard decision. Very hard. But it feels right!!!

A more permanent temporary home…

Because things are going VERY well (but I’m not ready to talk about it yet because I have a fear of jinxing things…. Next weekend I’m moving out of the Bed & Breakfast and into a HOUSE (to rent at this point in time). I’m going to be living in squalor as I, piece by piece, get furniture into the place. And as I wait an unknown time for Dan to arrive with a UHaul with our stuff. So much is left undetermined. So much has been decided. SO MUCH NERVEWRECKING MADNESS.

But even with just a mattress and box spring to start life with…This place is going to be a fantastic start (and eventually a great home for all of us — including a fenced in back yard for the fur brats). The only problem is WHEN exactly will we (if ever) be all together in it?

While we wait for certain things to come to pass, Dan is packing up our home in Michigan. I am ever so grateful and appreciative that he’s going through all that alone. But we both agree that he’s not even dealing with the hard part. It’s me…The one who sacrificed a heck of a lot of my mental health to get out here. The one who’s out here alone. Who had to suffer a stomach flu alone (I’m a baby, whatever). Who has NO ONE to help me in case of emergency. I don’t love packing, but sometimes, I wish that’s the part I was dealing with….

Wish us luck. Lots of thoughts and prayers our way, please? We’re just trying to make it and we’re just waiting for the answers…

Accidental Job Opportunities (PS: NETWORK, YO!)

Randomly on Wednesday, I decided to do a little Google detective work. Obviously, I had been in bed most of the week, and was getting bored out my ever loving MIND. I started wondering what other opportunities were to be had in the this section of Colorado. I hadn’t ever considered this area before, so I haven’t even come close to seeing everything there was to offer.

I mean, what happens if I’m not sure I want to turn this current job into something permanent? I like it so far, but I have to think about whether its something I want to turn into a long term commitment. Could I do the same thing over and over again, day in and day out? It’s not so bad, but really…Could I?

I still have that desire inside to do more with upper extremity rehabilitation. Earlier this year, I applied for the Texas Women’s University Post Grad certificate in UER. Darn it all, I DID miss the cut off date to start the program in the spring, but I’m hoping to hear in the fall if I can start in January. It’s mostly online — I’d also have the opportunity to travel there once per class for different workshops and hands on things. So I’m excited about that!

But anyway…Back to my Google detective work. I started doing research on Hand Therapy in this area. Which led me to a Facebook page of a local clinic. It doesn’t appear they have a webpage — just the Facebook. So I decided to make a comment on the page. Something along the lines of being an OT, being new to the area, blah blah blah, great facility! Seriously though, it did look like a fantastic clinic, from the info and things that I saw on the page, as well as the pictures.

One thing led to another, and within a few comments, I was meeting today with the owner!! I DID in fact go this afternoon after work. I met with another OT, got a little tour of the facility, had a great time chatting about my experience and the plan is for me to come and observe a number of times, since I’m here in this area for another 10 weeks anyway. They also want to get to know ME better and make sure I’m ready for a big move commitment — by making sure I even LIKE the place first. The conversation went SO GREAT!! I sent off my actual resume a bit ago to them.

No promise at this point of a job opportunity anyway, but there’s a good chance that it could lead there. It will be expanding at some point, the clinic, and they want to be ready with another OT. This is very exciting, so keep your thoughts and prayers with Dan and I.

Our biggest issue right now is HIS job situation. We need to make sure that he lands something, too, to put the icing on this cake.

But seriously…Be fearless like me…Do something weird like contact a company via their FACEBOOK should they have no other fantastic way to do so! I felt weird doing it, but I knew I had to get my foot in SOMEHOW. Sometimes you have to just NETWORK in order to get where you want to go….)

The only thing good about the stomach flu…

Is a flat stomach. The kind that looks like I worked for it. HA! My stomach is begging to eat, but any food that I get in? My stomach hurts so badly after it gets there. It sucks so badly. I didn’t even get to eat pie for Pi Day yesterday — I picked up a Hostess Chocolate Pudding pie and ate a few bites. Which tasted good! But I ate slow. Good thing, because my stomach started hurting quick. Darn it all. So, that pie got tossed….

At least the bloat that I built up last week disappeared. I was getting frustrated. Moving into a new city? Means trying out new foods. It also means probably not eating the VERY BEST while driving across the country to move to said city. I really didn’t eat terribly on the way here, but I was sitting on my bum driving for 20+ hours total. I’m going to guess that was one problem. Not to mention a change in altitudes did me in.

Tonight? I’m packing up a bunch of clothing to mail back home. I overpacked on the cold weather clothing and have had to pick up some tshirts to wear to work at Target. The building hasn’t turned on the A/C yet. And even when it comes on, it won’t cool down too much in there — because the building is considered the “home” of many people, they do their best to keep it comfortable for them.

Which I definitely recognize as important. Thank goodness we get to wear capri pants and bermuda length shorts to work!! But yeah, I have a lot of warm clothes that need to head back because it’s so amazingly warm here!! And I don’t have the room for all that stuff hanging out around here…

Sick. Alone.

Besides having an upset stomach situation over Christmas and a similar situation in…2017….I haven’t had a true stomach bug since April 2021. Yes, I know exactly when I last had a stomach bug. I’m a freak. Get over it. Between that date and June 17, 2021, I had not thrown up even ONCE. The situation in June? It was called “Took my boards and drank too much to celebrate my nervousness” syndrome. I barely drink much because of the fact that I’m afraid something like that will happen. UGH.

I finally had the lovely chance to experience a TRUE stomach bug this week. With things coming back up. UGH. I do NOT do vomiting. I just don’t. Well, ok. So I do, it appears.

Monday was a rough day to begin with. I felt like I had barely slept the night before, thanks to daylight savings time and me obsessively checking my clock that entire night. Then I got up late, rushed to work late, and felt OFF the entire day. I felt anxious, but nothing I was doing to help my anxiety was working. I didn’t feel like eating. And I thought maybe I felt off because of low blood sugar, but even eating didn’t help that. I still felt craptastic. Tired, lightheaded, just not myself.

Came home and ate dinner as usual. Not to mention a smudge of cookie dough (I blame either the cookie dough, the salad, or the nurse who was fighting a bug after a weekend of sick…She still wasn’t feeling well Monday). I just felt horrendous. My husband passed it off as I was just tired out. GO TO BED. He shouted.

Needless to say, around 11pm, the bug hit. And I KNEW it was going to hit. I don’t know what’s worse. Actually getting sick, or that anxiety before the getting sick. KNOWING you’re going to but just not sure when your body is going to make it happen.

Thank goodness it only happened once. I happened to have a few phenergan tablets around from previous nauseating experiences. Those things are awesome.

At any rate, I’m pretty pissed off about the whole thing. This is my second week on this contract job and I am hit with a stomach bug. I can get through colds and sinus stuff. But obviously, you can’t try to work with a stomach thing.

I’m at home today for the 2nd day. I still have a headache. I’m still exhausted. I’m still drinking a mixture of orange vitamin water and pedialyte. And I FINALLY ate solid food today. I tried yesterday and it seemed to aggravate the system a bit.

The worse part of this whole experience, besides the fact that it’s jumbled my brain and I’ve written a terrible post…IS THAT MY HUSBAND IS NOT HERE FOR ME. I have been relatively ALONE for the past 2.5 days. I was lucky that my boss stopped by before work yesterday and brought me 7UP and Maalox. I needed something!! ANYTHING! The woman who owns the B&B has been texting me asking to make sure I’m ok and did I need ANYTHING? Although, I have to wonder if the boss came by to make sure I was actually SICK?? Ha!!! Well, I looked like death yesterday, so I know that she believed me. 🙂

But seriously. I am alone. I miss my husband so stinking bad. 🙁 The worst homesickness comes during the times that you’re feeling the absolute worst. I was so ready yesterday to start packing my car back up. All because I was miserable with the stomach flu. I was laying on the bathroom floor, fighting another round of nausea…talking to Dan on the phone, tears running down my face, calculating the damage this would do to me should I run away now.

I have been up a couple of hours now and need to go back to bed already. I know how pathetic that sounds, but holy headache and exhaustion.

This week is about adding a multivitamin to the mix

Many don’t always think they are the answer. If you’re eating right, why need one!? I take one daily along with the following extra supplements (high quality ones at that):

– D
– B6
– Zinc
– Calcium
– Magnesium
– E
– C
– Omega 3-6-9
– L-theanine (amino acid that is helpful for stress and anxiety)

It’s overwhelming to type that out and it feels like I take a lot of pills! But I’m taking them all for good reason. I started seeing a new doctor for my arm. A more holistic type, for the prolotherapy injections I’m having done. Which I need to do a post on because holy crazy.

This doctor, along with many other holistic osteopaths, feel that proper nutrition is key to healing. If one’s body wasn’t healing correctly, it is often because they are not getting enough of the right nutrients. While my doc does indeed sell his own, I chose to not purchase mine from him (he is fine with us buying on our own though he has certain brands on his list that are no good to buy!).

I also started to recently read a book about the role of diet/nutrition in anxiety and depression. An eye opener that makes a lot of sense. Not new information to me, but a lot of things I have read over time, in a nice little package that makes sense for my life. I am a stressed out individual who has done a number on my body and frankly? My body depletes of certain vitamins a lot faster than a normal person. Any extra vitamins I can get in are essential to my well being.

I’m nervous about taking so many supplements but I’m hoping to see progress soon. With my arm, with my anxiety, everything.

So this challenge to keep up with a multi vitamin, is a cakewalk. Last weeks challenge, that I never mentioned? Was about keeping a positive attitude. I never talked about it because last week, having a positive attitude was the farthest thing from my mind. I’ve been unhappy with my work and my life in general. But this week? Has started off so much better!

I think I will add last weeks challenge to this one. Keep positive…