Friday, November 25, 2005

(whimper) Send Help Now

pain so much pain...moving hurts. toooooo tired to type, too tired to sleep and bruised all over. send messages of hope my way. happy thanksgiving all. (sigh)

enough for now.

Friday, November 11, 2005

Keeps going and going and going

All who read this please note, if I end up in the hospital and the treating physician calls the police on a battered woman in his ER - come quickly and help me explain that the multiple bruises all over my legs are from moving boxes. Between student handbooks (more than 500 boxes of 110 books) and my parents contents from their house all had to be moved. I am almost as purple as Violet from Willy Wonka.

Mom and Dad close on their new home this Thursday and my sister may be able to come down to help. Please, oh please, let her come with her husband (6'3" big man) and son (6' big boy). My parents have way too much stuff! We have a storage unit full to capacity, my garage full to capacity and my spare bedroom full to capacity!

I do have good news in that Friend Shanna got a new job and finally gets to move out of hell! Yippee, I shall live vicarously through her until my life gets back to its normal boring. The renovation of my kitchen and then the mad dash to pack and move the folks has made for some very long nights. My goal is to start looking every day for a new job and be gone for good before its time for commencement production. I am hopeful but won't hold my breath. I choose a sucky profession and I am little confused as to what to apply for since I don't want to do PR anymore. Does anyone know the best way to change careers without going back to school?