Things I've learned this week

I've learned a lot this week. Things like standing up for yourself and telling someone off even if it means burning some bridges. Check. Did that Tuesday.

I learned I see "immediate" and not long term. Ouch. Learned that one the hard way. See my bruise? Yeah, that's the one... right around my left eye. Unfortunately, I am afraid I will continue to be this way. No apologies on my part.

I learned some people are just dicks when they get behind the wheel of the car, no matter how nice they are face to face. ....and yes, I might just be one of those people.

I learned Lowe's changes the formula on paint without telling you, and there is no way in hell to get it to match. Thank the fluffy muff they gave me a free gallon otherwise I would have had to rip someone's head off.

I learned I do not like student massage. It is akin to shopping at Big Lots and finding a really great deal. Sometimes it happens... sometimes it doesn't and you come away feeling abused. Yeow.

I learned my cat is a trouble maker. Little shit.

I learned I really don't like the holidays. No. Recind that. I already knew that.

I learned living in the city means you sit in line for 45 damn minutes to wash your car. Yes. I said fourty five damn minutes. Jeezus. Can't these people see I have better things to do?

I learned there is more than one person in the world with the "big picture" ability than my hubby possesses and unfortuantely (or fortunately) I am going into business with him. ~shit~

I learned I like tequila and orange juice.

I learned tobacco is a curse from hell.

I learned I really don't like cold weather. Oops. Recind again. Just remembered I knew that. Still hate the shit.

I learned there really are some wonderful people in my life and they have loved on me like nobody's business over this journey of starting my own practice. Thanks to you. You know who you are.

I am "learning" to like being 43. Things that used to really tear me up are not so bad. (maybe I better write that down and keep it in my purse)

When I thought about this entry on my way home today, I had a TON of stuff. Now... I just can't remember most of it. Might be the tequila, might be the seasonal depression, might be the fact my brain is going eight thousand different directions trying to cover every angle of getting a business in a metropolitan area up and sucessful. I don't know.

If I remember more, I will be sure and tell ya.

As usual, the snow (which was really pretty for a 13 inch snow) is gone. Warm days took all my kids fun away, but resuced my car from the salt coating. Now the view is just brown and shitty again. Mother Earth rests, I freeze for a couple of months, but spring is just around the corner... right? Right???

Lie to me. Really. I want you to.

So I have decided on paint, ordered curtains, moved my table into my office, and still have to get a chair, an end table, and a lamp and I will be open for business. My most significant guide tells me not to worry. My new business partner tells me not to worry. My cohorts tell me not to worry. Still I worry. It's the whole marketing thing. I gave up being shy years ago, but actually getting someone to commit to an appointment is difficult. I know it is all in the presentation and the language, but it is a skill I am still working out. I hope like hell I can find the cash to make it through until the skill is honed.

Mom & Dad gave me a portable chair for Christmas, and that will help make a little bit of scratch, as long as A. keeps funneling me jobs. BTW, Thank you Mom & Dad! Every little bit helps!

Remember the dog I was ready to give away? Update.... still ready to give her away... primarily because she has NO concept of living with someone who is NOT a morning person. Honestly, I wish I could get it across her little mind I do not enjoy having a slobber-ridden chew toy dropped on my legs before my second cup of coffee in the morning. Hey, I will play, And I will enjoy it, just not before the pot is empty.

Got my chimney checked yesterday. I could not wait to burn a real fire in my very own fireplace. So here's the story .... feel free to visualize.

The chimney guy tells me I have a short flue, so it needs to be warmed before building a fire. No problem! I have a gas starter. I turn the starter on, wave my lighter around it. Nothing. Nada. Zip.

Oh Yeah! The gas must be off in the basement. So downstairs I go, find the valve, turn it on, back upstairs I go, turn on the starter again and wave my lighter. Nothing. Nada. Zip.

Ok, at this point I am thinking I want something longer than my hand with a baby bic in it. So I get a couple of strands of spaghetti (yes, works well as a match) and light 'em up.

I am waving them under the starter .... WHOOOOOSH!..... Now I got a flame!

SHIT!!!! It is coming out around the bricks in the firebox! Ohshit ohshit ohshit.

Now for those of you that know me, I have already endured one house burning to the ground. I am in a full blown panic attack at this point trying to get the gas shut off, get all the valves closed, and hoping like hell my house is not in mortal danger. Uncontrolled fire is not something I wish to experience again.

Yes, it is funny now. Hell, the guy at the gas company even got such a good laugh out of my story he sent someone over just to check and make sure everything was ok. They don't do that anymore because of man-power issues, but he said my story was worth sending someone just because I made him laugh. I bet I was the talk of the MGE emergency number office.

End result? The joint to the burner is leaking. We decided to do without the luxury of a starter and just do the damn thing. Turned off the gas again, and built me a nice little fire.

aaahhhh.......... wood heat........ nothing like it.

Ahhhhhhh..... December 6 and no more class...no more clinic.... no more spoonfed politics. It is great, but my stress level is reaching choke heights. Wonder why? Because it is the holidays, I have to get my business up and running by January 1, and because its the holidays... did I already say that?

Oh well. Deal.

It is snowing like a bitch outside right now. Hubby is gone all night to push snow because these fucktards in this city don't have a clue how to drive in bad weather. How hard is the concept to grasp... slow the hell down?? Don't ride the brake?? Don't romp on the gas to get out of the parking lot if someone is coming at you?? I went to help a friend fix up her house today and the snow hadn't started. By the time I left about three hours later, I went by at least 15 wrecks. Jezzuss people. Have you Ever been behind the wheel of a car before?

Yeah, I have had my share of vehicle mishaps. I remember one time riding in the car with my mother, she was white knuckling it all the way, I was a mere 17 years old, so you KNOW at that point I knew everything. Yep, we ended up in the ditch, but it was a soft landing. But I was 17 fercrist sake!

oh well. Tomorrow will bring yet another round of my continually growing road rage as I slide my way to the grocery store. Hopefully Bubba and his buddies will stay the hell home.