My brain is having a senior moment. Im all of fucking 29 and my brain is packing it in!!! Jesus Mary and Joseph in a bloody stable, what the hell is going on.
Today - The lovely lady and I went out to a riveting little town in the hills, and thought we could just meander up the street popping in nice shops and looking at crap. WRONG! Why, oh why did we not realise that being a Tuesday, a fucking WEEKDAY that most places would be shut? So, we drove a long ass way to have an apple donut for morning tea. Then we decided to go to the central markets - a place that sells fresh produce and bits and pieces and while im mentioning it, a RIPPER of a lolly shop. ( I got the strawberry caramel bon bons). That was all nice and well. Got some bananas too for 99c a kilo. Then it happened. Lunchtime. The Coopers Alehouse was calling our names and we had heard that the parmigiana was nice there. Nobody mentioned how really big they were. They were laid out in front of us and while I might add it was the best damn parmi Ive had ever, I rolled off the chair and into the car after polishing it all off. Today, really reminded me how unhealthy Ive been of late especially. My pants dont fit comfortably any more. Im over putting on weight after working so hard to lose so much. So, Ive made a decision. Im going to lose weight and Im going to have the willpower to stick to it. Frankly, I wish I had the will power to be anorexic, but because thats not my strong point Im going to have to deal with just losing a few pounds. Quite a few. I have this FABULOUS pair of Jeans which I think I brought at Lane Bryant in chicago when I hauled my ass over there. They are my most favourite pair, but no longer wrap around my waist and my goal is to wear them when I hit the plane in October on the way to the Gold Coast. I will do it dammit.
So, after moving and unpacking all of our shit, we are now really settled into our abode. Im going to upload some photos soon. Seriously, if we didnt have to go and look after old people, we wouldnt leave our house! Just once, cant the oldies drag their own butts out of bed and shower themselves? Seriously, its not that much to ask is it? This place is just so us, it really is. Its light and airy and bigger and great. And our new mattress, dont get me started on that. We get in, and all we want to do is sleep.and sleep...and sleep. Theres something about this mattress, I dont know what the hell it is, but I have better dreams, better sleep and Im warmer. We've already started planning our renovations should he let us buy it!
Work, is...work. Im so unhappy at my job and its purely because of the other people who work there. Well, some of them.
Rule # 1. I dont do people with no common sense.
Rule # 2. I dont do people who dont give a shit about the residents and rush to get them finished. Would you like someone to spend maybe 10 mins completly showering your mum or dad? And my showering I mean, getting them out of bed, taking them to the toilet, showering them, getting them fully dressed and making their bed etc too? Fuck, I just cant fathom it. Are these people not worth more?
Rule # 3. I dont do dumb or ignorant people. They seriously frost more than just my cookies.
Rule # 4. I dont do people who dont have the balls to bitch about me to my face. If your going to talk about me, excellent, but grow a pair and do it to my face. Otherwise, shut up.
There is a woman at work, who will be called E. Actually no, lets call her shitlips. So shitlips appaears to have a problem with me and Sair getting a coffee in the morning before work from the local Wild Bean Bar. Now, her creepy husband has taken it upon himself to alert Sair AT the cofffee bar btw that she has ten minutes to get to work. Work is not even two minutes from this place. WTF? He has done it a few times and another time he drove past work to make sure we were heading in on time. The guys a creep, seriously. His wife (shitlips) is worse. She claims she cant help any body else with their group of residents, cause shes been on workcover like 8 fucking years ago. WHO CARES!!!! If you arent capable of doing your full job, then go onto light duties. She then claims we dont do residents in ten minutes, cause we talk!. Well fucking excuse me for brightening a morning of a senior cit!! Seriously, they are like 90 years old, they NEED to be cheered up. God..I couldnt imagine living that long...not in a home anyways.
Tomorrow, I have another day off. This is rare. Two weekdays off in a row. I dont usually have this, I usually have one weekend in 14 days off and the other is sun, and one tuesday. I must admit, its nice to have weekdays off so its time to myself. I love my lil Louie, I do, but I enjoy my time too. So, I am going to get my hair cut, god knows how yet..Im tempted to just say 'Do what you like' and let them at it. I need a change though..none of this having to blow dry my hair in the morning though. I like to just chuck it up and go. Im a real 'messy' sort of chick when it comes to that. I hardly ever wear makeup either. Only when I am going out.
Such is life. I have every intention of blogging a bit more often. I enjoy it and I love reading others too.
Until next time xx