Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Seriously??
Why is it that people give me candles?? I got 3 or 4 for wedding presents, and have 2 more as Christmas gifts (mostly from hubby's side of the family). Don't get me wrong, candles are nice and everything, some of them even smell pretty good, but I'm just not really a candle person. All the times I've gotten candles as gifts, I've never had an "Oh My Goodness! This is EXACTLY what I wanted - Thank You SO much!! " reaction. My reaction is more like, "Oh. A candle. *sniff* It smells nice. Thanks. *waits for next present (or whatever)*. My first worry is that they think my house smells bad. But, most of these people have never even been to my house, and all of them have as many animals, if not more, in the house as I do, so I'm not sure why they think I will enjoy a candle so much. I think I've burned one candle, one time, since May. Mostly they just sit around taking up space. *sigh* I will never understand the candle craze. But then again, I'm not fond of anything that has a strong scent, so... /end rant
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Gainfully employed
I am now employed at West (the same company as M). My training starts next week (that's right, the week of Christmas), and lasts for 5 weeks. I get Christmas and New Year's off, but because training has to be 5 days/week, I have to work the Saturdays afterward, which is OK, because M has to work too. The main problem is that I will not be off the Wednesday before Christmas (Marcus will), so I either have to drive to his parents house Wednesday night or Thursday morning. Ugh. And, once I start my actual work schedule, we will have the same days off, but not the same work hours. I will be working 3:30-12:00 (training is 4-12:30), so we will have to figure out transportation, but at least I have a job now. My mom called me today to tell me about this get-your-teaching-certificate-online-if-you-already-have-a-bachelors-degree thing. Which sounds pretty good. Take a few classes online and be certified to teach? I think I could do that. And I wouldn't really mind teaching, it definately has nice work hours and good retirement. *sigh* Not the career I really wanted, but sometimes reality comes knocking.
Friday, December 12, 2008
Ugh
Well, I am finished with finals for this semester. Yay. The thing that sucks is that I made a 62 in my Phys class. This means that I failed (yeah, in this class, you have to make over a 65 to pass). Failing a class means that I cannot continue as a graduate student in the Biomedical Science program, so I am attempting to switch to Animal Science. *sigh* And I told my mom today, which upset her, as it always does when I do something to disappoint her. I guess I have to tell M next. He won't make me feel quite so bad, but the whole reason we are living here is so I can go to grad school with the hopes of getting into vet school, which is looking more and more unattainable everyday. I guess I just need to start looking at what kind of job I can get with a Bachelors in Animal Science. Ugh.
Ok, so for more positive thinking: Yay, school is done for the time being, so I have nothing to do but knitting and housework. (Which means my housekeeping skills should probably improve a bit, and I should definately get all my knitting projects done). Projects I have done: felted purse for Emily, dog sweater for Fifi. Projects on the needles: stethoscope cozy for Mama, chapstick cozies for Jodie, Emily, and Erin, and my socks. Projects yet to be started: poker coasters for Matthew, Christmas stockings for Jody and Susie, my sweater.
Ok, so for more positive thinking: Yay, school is done for the time being, so I have nothing to do but knitting and housework. (Which means my housekeeping skills should probably improve a bit, and I should definately get all my knitting projects done). Projects I have done: felted purse for Emily, dog sweater for Fifi. Projects on the needles: stethoscope cozy for Mama, chapstick cozies for Jodie, Emily, and Erin, and my socks. Projects yet to be started: poker coasters for Matthew, Christmas stockings for Jody and Susie, my sweater.
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