Meh and eh

I was going to do a Friday’s Feast post, but I changed my mind. While fumbling my way through my archives, I found a post that I’d forgotten all about: 10 Things I Like About Me. This was just the thing I needed to see to perk myself up a bit.

It’s hard to explain, really, but the past few weeks I’ve just been feeling down. Really down. Down as in waking up every morning and asking myself “Shit, do I really have to get out of bed today?”

I’ve been feeling like I’ve run a marathon but haven’t left the starting line, if you catch my drift. Like I’m treading water - going nowhere fast. This might have something to do with the fact I’m still fighting this sinus infection…

Since I changed jobs, I decided it might be best not to go into detail where work is concerned. The past couple of weeks, though, have been incredibly draining. Physically and emotionally draining. There’s a little bit of uncertainty going on (don’t worry, my job is safe!) which makes you wonder what’s going to happen next. I am grateful for the 3 day weekend ahead.

I’m so tired I really don’t know if I can write anything else! It is very difficult for me to keep my eyes open at this point…

I get my nails done tomorrow. Hot pink glitter, if she has any. If not, then I’ll think of something!

 

Blank

I’ve been meaning to post, something decent and semi-meaningful… but nah, I can’t think of anything.

So I’ve been silent, which is boring, but pretty much reflects how I’m feeling as a person at the moment… pretty blank. I’ll be back with something intersting soon, hopefully.

A picture is worth a thousand words.

Or, in this case, my t-shirt is worth eleven:

Gotta love me some Threadless…

NEW WHEELS!!!!

I was going to brag about this yesterday but ohmigod I was so excited I could have wet myself.
(So it’s a good thing I’m 20 and toilet-trained, then.)

I got a new car!!! Here it is:

 Squee!

You are looking at a - no, wait, my - 1999 Daewoo Lanos. Five door hatchback, 5-speed manual, 145000k on the clock. As you can see by the rear bumper, the paintwork needs fixing. The bonnet is far worse, but, because of said paint, I got the car for a third of the price it’s worth. Woo!
(And it will only cost about $250-300 for Matt to respray it… bargain!)

It’s not registered, but that’s cool because I’ve got personalised number plates on the way (a wee splurge for moi!), it needs new tyres and a bit of mechanical work before it’s good to go.

But I can tell you from starting it in the front yard, it’s a great car!

Have a look at the swanky car seat covers that came with it:

I already have car seat covers (dragonflies!) that I’m going to put on, so even though I really like these ones, I’m going to put them on my Charade to help it sell.

Here’s the inside of my new baby:

And here’s a list of things that this car has that my first car didn’t:
- Central locking
- Power steering
- Air conditioning
- Airbags
- CD player
- Intermittent windscreen wipers
- Rear wiper

And, something I discovered this afternoon that totally made my day, no matter how petty:

CUP HOLDERS!!!

This car will take some getting used to… it’s a European import, which means the indicators and windscreen wipers are back to front. The indicators are on the left of the steering wheel and the wipers are on the right… and everything is back to front. To indicate left the lever goes down instead of up, and vice versa for indicating right. The wiper lever needs to be lifted up instead of pushed down for the wipers to work.

But YAY! NEW CAR!!! Isn’t it pretty?

Telepathetic, or not?

One of the ladies who’s temping with us at work at the moment is really into numerology and dream interpreting, I discovered yesterday. I also found out that she has some psychic tendencies.

We were working away when she mentioned that people with a 7 in their birthdates (day or month only) have really good intuition, as do people born on certain days of the month. One of the dates she said was the 16th.

I turned around and said “Hey, Matt was born on the 16th!”

So I gave her Matt’s full date of birth, and based on that alone, she came up with the following:

- He has premonitions/feelings when things are about to happen.
–The day Matt’s dad passed away, he woke up that morning, and in his words, he says he just felt “black”. He was supposed to go out with his dad that day, but he didn’t, and he had this terrible feeling something was going to happen. Several hours later, the police were on their doorstep saying that his dad had passed away.
– A couple of months ago he said he had a feeling that his mum was going to get sick. She’s pretty sick at the moment, blood pressure problems and the like.
–  He randomly got this phone number stuck in his head once, and then he decided to change jobs. He was looking at jobs online, applied for and got a new job, then realised about a month later that the random number in his head was actually the phone number for his new work!
- He is happiest when he is wearing 3 or more colours.
– Matt’s Cowboys shirt (his footy team) is navy blue, white and yellow. And he wears it Non. Stop. He’s worn it to death in the 9 months he’s had it and it’s still in as new condition. He loves that damn shirt.
- He has bad experiences when he wears the colour green.
– Matt reckons he had a green shirt once, and things went to shit whenever he wore it. He doesn’t have anything green now.
- He works in the electronics/electrical industry.
– Matt works for a wholesale electrical company, which I haven’t mentioned to this woman at all.
She also said that it’s a good field for him and he’ll end up in management.

And the most shocking one of all:
- Matt has a sibling that passed away.
– Matt told me awhile ago that before his eldest brother was born, his mum gave birth to a stillborn baby boy. I’ve never told anyone about this, and Matt’s only mentioned it once.

FREAKY.

I was telling Matt about this last night, and he had this skeptical look on his face to start with, until I said she mentioned his premonitions, and his brother. Then he was like “holy shit!”
Keep in mind that this woman knows nothing about Matt, and she told me all of this from his birthdate alone.

I know there’s a lot of frauds out there, but this was spot on. Another one of my workmates gave this woman her husband’s date of birth, and she got a lot of correct info on him, too!

Just for kicks afterwards, I told her that whenever my left eye twitches, someone close passes away. This has happened to me when my granddad, great uncle, neighbour, and grandmother passed away. I gave her my birthdate and she said that I have a very good combination… that I’ve had a great disappointment in my life, that it takes a lot for me to cry, that a lot of people think I’m delicate but I’m very tough on the inside, and if I want something very, very badly, it happens. All true.

My eye twitching perplexed her though - apparently when a woman’s left eye twitches, it symbolises something good is about to happen, and when her right eye twitches, it symbolises something bad is about to happen. She didn’t understand how my left eye twitched whenever someone passed away, until I told her that I’m left handed and do just about everything in reverse, to which she said “ah, that explains it.”

Sticker of the day #1

Today we’ll have a Simpsons sticker:

 

One of the girls I work with has the “spider pig” ringtone, so whenever it rings, Homer bursts into song. It’s an addictive tune!

(Also, in my professional baby photos, I have my fingertips together like Mr Burns does when he says ‘excellent…’, so, does that make me evil?)

The dreaded “T” word…

Mum was out in the garden the other day, and she saw something weird in the front garden. Since it was pouring with rain, she didn’t look at it straightaway. She went out later…

And found a termite mound. Right in front of the house.

I had a bit of a sleep-in this morning, but woke up to the sound of someone tapping under the house. (Our house is a mid-set, not flat on the ground, but there’s about 8 steps to the front and back doors.)

It was Dad, checking out the joists under the front of the house.

Apparently, the termites have gotten into the first joist under the house, and are working on the second one.
(PS. The joists are the large pieces of wood that run from one side of the house to the other, and the floorboards are nailed to them. Can tell I’m a carpenter’s daughter, no?)

As soon as I got out of bed, I heard about the termites, and Mum was freaking out no end. She told me to sit in her chair, and she walked in front of me, roughly where the joist sits under the floorboards - and I kid you not, the floor and all the furniture shook - just walking normally.

Dad had one of his friends come over and they both went under the house to check it out, and on Monday we’re going to have to call the housing commission to come out and have a look at the house. I’d say that they’re going to have to prop up the front end of the house (we live on a hill, the back of the house is a lot higher off the ground than the front) and replace two of the joists, and then treat for the termites. Mum’s freaking out in case we get told we have to move, but I think we should be okay.

But still - termites. Feasting on the hardwood that conveniently holds our floor up.

Not impressed.

Office Holiday Memo

To: All Employees
From: Management
Subject: Office conduct during the Christmas season

Effective immediately, employees should keep in mind the following guidelines in compliance with FROLIC (the Federal Revelry Office and Leisure Industry Council).

1. Running aluminum foil through the paper shredder to make tinsel is discouraged.
2. Playing Jingle Bells on the push-button phone is forbidden (it runs up an incredible long distance bill)
3. Work requests are not to be filed under “Bah humbug.”
4. Company cars are not to be used to go over the river and through the woods to Grandma’s house.
5. All fruitcake is to be eaten BEFORE July 25.
6. Egg nog will NOT be dispensed in vending machines.

In spite of all this, the staff is encouraged to have a Happy Holiday.

You know you’re a true Shrek fan when…

You’re in a class, you’ve finished the rest of the chapter and you’re sitting there waiting for the rest of the class to catch up, and the “Welcome to Duloc” tune randomly starts playing in your head…

“Welcome to Duloc, such a perfect town
 Here we have some rules, let us lay them down
Please keep up, stay in line
And we’ll get along fine
Duloc is a perfect place!
Please keep off of the grass
Shine your shoes, wipe your… face!
Duloc is, Duloc is,
Duloc is a perfect place!!!”

And, to quote Donkey: “Let’s do that again!”

Tuesdayitis

So, in just under 5 months, I will no longer have that label of “teenager”. And boy, will I be glad. When I think of “teenager”, it reminds me of high school. And who wants to remember high school? Well, who wants to be reminded of all the bad bits, anyway? The last 6 months or so of high school were fabulous. I finally came out of my shell, and people actually saw me for who I really was, not just the smart kid, or whatever other stuff people came up with. Anyway. Enough of that.

I will be 20 in December. I’m getting oooooold!

I was worried about not achieving anything after school, but I was wrong! I quit my part-time job last September and stepped into the administration sector. Woo, doesn’t that sound posh? Really, I just ditched the checkout chick title for a desk job. I’ve been doing reception for nearly a year now, and yep, you guessed it, I’m getting bored. Because I don’t have enough on my plate already, do I? Between meeting someone and falling in love, studying for my Cert IV (and then upgrading it to a Diploma), arranging and throwing engagement parties, accumulating furniture and trying to cram two households worth of furniture into a simple 3 bedroom house, saving money, trying to replace my car, and preparing to move out of home, I’m bored, apparently. Hmm. Oh, and I forgot to mention going to the gym and attempting to become the next Incredible Shrinking Woman in all that.

Yep, I am busy. It’s a wonder I even have time to blog.

By the way, by the end of the day, I will have a pool table. Well, Matt will have a pool table. WHY?! We don’t have anywhere to put it…

To be continued…