Did you see the moon last night?

Deep in the darkest hour, of a very heavy week . . .

Little bite

 

Half Bite

 

Total Eclipse

They’re not the best photos, but given the tiny little camera and my shaky hands, they didn’t come out too badly.

As to the very heavy week — I quit my new job.  I liked the people, and I liked the concept of the company for which I was working, but the training was fairly lackluster and I didn’t feel good about hopping on the phones and making a fool of myself.  I don’t think my evening supervisors realized that our 5:00 a.m. trainings put us in a slightly failed class and that I’d not had much experience on the phone at all.  They were ready to throw me to the wolves on Friday night, and when I balked, they simply said to do it.  I was not prepared, so we parted ways.  I’ve registered with a temp agency and they’ve indicated they’re very interested.  I have an interview on Thursday morning.

Catching up

Well, I pretty much completed training at work.  I finished the two weeks, despite having the plague, but they decided not to graduate us onto the next level because we didn’t learn everything we should have, no doubt from having to get up in the wee hours to be at work by 5:00 a.m.  Truth be told, I think the trainers were not at top form at those hours either, and they left out a lot of what we should have learned.  I was a bit panicky going back yesterday, but a fifteen minute early arrival in the break room was quite fortuitous.  I asked a bunch of questions of a more seasoned employee, and I got a much better grasp on a few procedures.  Last night was really pretty enjoyable, despite still having to blow my nose all too frequently!

I am, I think, finally on the mend.  I’ve not felt the hot flashes and dizziness of the fever for a few days, and I can actually breathe again, so that’s all good!  Of course, the virus is running like wild fire through the building, so by the time I’m totally well, the last person will probably give it back.  I’m hoping I’ve built up a good immunity.

We did go to see The Grand Budapest Hotel a week ago Sunday.  I really enjoyed the movie, although the ending was a bit lack-luster.  This, however, is sort of typical for Wes Anderson.  It was a good romp, though.

On the Rowenta front, I really like the new iron.  It heats up well, produces copious amounts of steam, and even has a boost button to give more steam when necessary.  The port for filling it with water has a rubber stopper, so I’m thinking that if I turned the iron upside down, it wouldn’t leak.  Experience teaches me that I shouldn’t do that, so I’ve been hesitant to test that hypothesis.  I may get to be really daring later in the week, and I’ll let you know if it turns out to be water-tight.  I have a small custom quilt on the machine right now that had become rather creased before I loaded it, so I tested the iron’s capabilities by giving it a nice pressing.  Not one tiny wrinkle remained.  This is a true Rowenta.

Ozzie and I have been getting out to the dog park frequently, but most of my walking has taken place on lunch hours at work.  I’m transitioning to graveyard shift, so yesterday, I was off during the most glorious daylight hours.  It was 70° and strikingly beautiful here.  Ozzie and I did go for our long walk in the park.  So many of the flowers have begun to bloom, even lilacs and a few rhododendrons.  Everything is so green and fresh.  We’ll be heading out there again soon, as today is supposed to be even more spectacular than yesterday.  Rain coming tomorrow and Thursday, so we’ll take full advantage.  I hope spring is on the way for all of you.  I know a few friends who are actually getting more snow today, and that just makes me sad.  Spring be with you!

Back to work

Well, I think my Fitbit stats will suffer a bit this weekend.  I have a lot of quilts backed up here and really need to get them cranked out.  My ankle is screaming at me (sinus tarsi) but usually shuts up by the time I’m into the first mile of a walk.  However, I really had a hard time getting warm after yesterday’s walk.  It was 50° out there, which isn’t horribly cold, but when I got home, I ended up going into my room, fully clothed in my jeans and sweatshirt, with hand warmers in my pockets and toe warmers stuck to my socks, and got into my bed under two quilts to try and get warm.  I turn into a brick of ice after exercising. We’ll probably get a much shorter walk in today, but if I get that cold, I think I’ll try a hot bath this time.  I was just miserable!  Anyway, the sun is actually out today, so it will be difficult to totally dis a walk, but I do have a lot of work to do!

Old age ain’t fer sissies

Well, I know I really shouldn’t consider myself old.  I’m 53 — that’s the new 30, right?  So why do I feel like I’m 83?  I just got back to the office from the chiropractor.  He’s adjusted me about as far as he can go — says the rest is nerve pain, which means it is that disc, now pressing on the left side instead of the right or, I guess, pressing on both simultaneously.  So I guess I’ll wait to hear from the neurosurgeon.  In the meanwhile, I need to get back in to see my regular doc because I’m just about out of pain pills.  I can’t take any NSAIDs due to the bypass.  I do have my little EMS device with me, so I’ll be wandering around the office with a wire sticking out of my pants all day.  Do I care?  Heck no — I need some relief!

I did manage to load a quilt this weekend.  I went slow and did my best not to hurt myself.  Did pretty well actually.  I do so much better when I’m standing, and there’s something about having quilting fabric between my fingers that seems to soothe me.  If only I didn’t need this dang day job to pay the bills.  Yes, I know if wishes were horses — ouch!  No riding for me today!