Friday, December 24, 2010
Shopping at Target
OK so I think I have to stop shopping at target on high volume shopping days like today Christmas Eve. I went to target this afternoon to buy gifts for little man as I call them the Santa presents. Well I picked up a Mega Bloks table set that was on Clearance and was looking at it and a lady comes up to me and tells me she looked at it first and wanted it, well she wasn't around when I picked it up so no I wasn't going to give it to her and she kept telling me to give it to her I finally looked at her and said that I was getting it for my son and she was out of luck. Well it didn't end their she actually followed me around the store repeatedly telling me to give her the toy that she really wanted it for her grand kids and I told her I wanted it for my son and to leave me alone. Didn't end their she checked out right behind me and followed me out side still asking for the toy! She even offered to but it from me and I told her she could probably find it at one on the walmarts in the area. She was still talking after I drove off. If it hadn't been exactly what I was looking for and really wanted for little man I would of given to her, but if she wanted one so bad why did she wait so long and why didn't she just go to one of the walmarts to get it. Well that's my Christmas story. Hope tomorrow is better Merry Christmas everybody!
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Medical Transcription
WOW I didn't bealive how much was going to be involved in this medical transcription course good thing its free or I so wouldn't be doing this right now. I have yet to do anything with the stuff my mother bought me while I was visiting her. the Kinect for the x-box hope we have enough room for it. I also have the yudo screen printer that I should be figuring it out so that I have something for the spring craft fairs. My step dad bought me a Kodak printer that is still in the box. I've just been so tired and getting caught up with everything from being gone is no picnic. I also got the bad news that about half the bison meat that Mr Man got in Montana from that hunt went bad so we only have a little bit of it but some is better than none, but Mr Man is in a bad mood because he can't blame anyone but himself for it going bad he wasn't paying enough attention to it. Well time for me to get back to more medical terminology.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Serendipity
So, we are not moving to Montana! (Both sad and happy for reasons previously discussed.)
Mr. B could not get the potential employer to agree to a salary he wanted--literally a matter of about 5K a year. Plus, my mom had a minor freakout when I told her. She told me that my brother had been let go from work, and that at the moment he and his wife were both unemployed with 4 kids between them. My sister was mid-finals and of questionable emotional stability, so she couldn't even think about telling her until finals were over. My grandmother would miss living across the street from me.
And that was about the point that I realized, I am one of the few points of stability that holds the craziness of my family together right now. My brother has a habit of springing life changing situations on us without warning. My sister's emotions are constantly on a roller coaster. I'm the responsible child who got a spouse and a house and a college education and a successful job; I'm the person my family calls when something important needs to happen, because I can be trusted to check in on Grandma. I can talk to my sister when she's having "one of those days". I can watch the nieces and nephews when their parents are having a medical emergency.
Between those two issues--the pay wasn't good enough and our families--we decided not to take the offer.
However, this decision comes with repercussions. Mr. B was so upset by not being able to settle on the salary and turning down the offer that he said some pretty nasty things about my job, and a minor fight ensued. He later apologized and admitted that he's just frustrated with life because his job has reneged on career ladder promises. We had a heart-to-heart about how worried he is about losing his job and neither of us having medical benefits. About two weeks ago he very sincerely told me he was worried for me and our marriage if I stayed in school because I am a glutton for punishment and tend to overload on courses.
Ultimately, he asked me not to enroll in a PhD program. Not straight out of two Master's programs, anyways--he said I could go back, but that he really thought I needed some time on the outside. My parents and Q had each spoken to me separately about this as well (Q, I want to clarify that I am a member of the "real world"--I do real research at a real job that pays real and really good money--but I get what you're trying to say). So I decided, based on the people who know me best telling me to, that I am putting off the PhD.
Unfortunately, losing my student status means I also lose my job. So Tuesday night after making this decision, I started applying for jobs online, and was pleased to see there were about 6 in my area right now for academic or research librarians. I made a mental note to swing through the library at my work to ask if the librarians I know there could introduce me to anyone working at places I was applying to.
I go in to the library Wednesday to talk to a friend there.
Me: (after long-winded explanation...) "...So I am not starting the PhD program in the spring."
Friend: "So you're losing student status."
Me: "Yeah."
Friend: "Are you looking for a job?"
Me: "Yes."
Friend (raises eyebrows): "Have you applied here?"
Me (shrugs indifferently): "Do you have an opening?"
Friend: "Uh, yeah!"
And less than 24 hours after starting the job search, I have a good shot at a job. And not just any job, but one that would allow me to keep working where I'm currently working, keep working with my researchers, and keep doing my research while also getting job experience in the library. It's a win-win-win situation; I'm happy, husband is happy, and work is happy.
I can't help but think that the Universe is just on my side this time.
And someday, I can still complete a PhD.
Alula
Mr. B could not get the potential employer to agree to a salary he wanted--literally a matter of about 5K a year. Plus, my mom had a minor freakout when I told her. She told me that my brother had been let go from work, and that at the moment he and his wife were both unemployed with 4 kids between them. My sister was mid-finals and of questionable emotional stability, so she couldn't even think about telling her until finals were over. My grandmother would miss living across the street from me.
And that was about the point that I realized, I am one of the few points of stability that holds the craziness of my family together right now. My brother has a habit of springing life changing situations on us without warning. My sister's emotions are constantly on a roller coaster. I'm the responsible child who got a spouse and a house and a college education and a successful job; I'm the person my family calls when something important needs to happen, because I can be trusted to check in on Grandma. I can talk to my sister when she's having "one of those days". I can watch the nieces and nephews when their parents are having a medical emergency.
Between those two issues--the pay wasn't good enough and our families--we decided not to take the offer.
However, this decision comes with repercussions. Mr. B was so upset by not being able to settle on the salary and turning down the offer that he said some pretty nasty things about my job, and a minor fight ensued. He later apologized and admitted that he's just frustrated with life because his job has reneged on career ladder promises. We had a heart-to-heart about how worried he is about losing his job and neither of us having medical benefits. About two weeks ago he very sincerely told me he was worried for me and our marriage if I stayed in school because I am a glutton for punishment and tend to overload on courses.
Ultimately, he asked me not to enroll in a PhD program. Not straight out of two Master's programs, anyways--he said I could go back, but that he really thought I needed some time on the outside. My parents and Q had each spoken to me separately about this as well (Q, I want to clarify that I am a member of the "real world"--I do real research at a real job that pays real and really good money--but I get what you're trying to say). So I decided, based on the people who know me best telling me to, that I am putting off the PhD.
Unfortunately, losing my student status means I also lose my job. So Tuesday night after making this decision, I started applying for jobs online, and was pleased to see there were about 6 in my area right now for academic or research librarians. I made a mental note to swing through the library at my work to ask if the librarians I know there could introduce me to anyone working at places I was applying to.
I go in to the library Wednesday to talk to a friend there.
Me: (after long-winded explanation...) "...So I am not starting the PhD program in the spring."
Friend: "So you're losing student status."
Me: "Yeah."
Friend: "Are you looking for a job?"
Me: "Yes."
Friend (raises eyebrows): "Have you applied here?"
Me (shrugs indifferently): "Do you have an opening?"
Friend: "Uh, yeah!"
And less than 24 hours after starting the job search, I have a good shot at a job. And not just any job, but one that would allow me to keep working where I'm currently working, keep working with my researchers, and keep doing my research while also getting job experience in the library. It's a win-win-win situation; I'm happy, husband is happy, and work is happy.
I can't help but think that the Universe is just on my side this time.
And someday, I can still complete a PhD.
Alula
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Always look on the Christmas side of life
I'm not sure if we're moving or not. Mr. B has been mum on the issue despite the fact that I keep trying to ask him about it. I'm wondering if certain repercussions are starting to sink in for him. FYI, this whole "we might be moving" thing is still on the down-low until next week, please! I haven't told my sister yet because she's mid-finals, and I don't want to stress her out, so please no one announce anything on Facebook.
Right now (or last I heard, anyways) the plan is that he is going to accept the offer when he gets a call back, presuming the pay is agreeable (they offered something at the last call and he countered). Even then, we could pull out later if something better came along. I am reminding him that his chances in the job market have improved since he started his Master's program in the fall, so he might stand a better chance of getting a local job now if he gives it some time.
But right now, I am trying not to think about all of that. I graduated from my MLS program yesterday. In the words of my grandmother (she was SOOO proud!) "We finally have a REAL librarian in the family!"
I have decked the halls, and am preparing for the major holiday cookie bash. I have ordered some of my holiday gifts for the family.
Falalala, Lalalala,
Alula
Right now (or last I heard, anyways) the plan is that he is going to accept the offer when he gets a call back, presuming the pay is agreeable (they offered something at the last call and he countered). Even then, we could pull out later if something better came along. I am reminding him that his chances in the job market have improved since he started his Master's program in the fall, so he might stand a better chance of getting a local job now if he gives it some time.
But right now, I am trying not to think about all of that. I graduated from my MLS program yesterday. In the words of my grandmother (she was SOOO proud!) "We finally have a REAL librarian in the family!"
I have decked the halls, and am preparing for the major holiday cookie bash. I have ordered some of my holiday gifts for the family.
Falalala, Lalalala,
Alula
Friday, December 3, 2010
Montana.
I knew it felt different this time. He got the offer for the job in Montana. It pays really well. 16K worth of relocation expenses will be paid for us.
In Montana.
He hasn't accepted the offer yet. I would like to say I have a chance of finding a job good enough to keep us here, but it feels like I'm circling the drain on this one.
I had to tell my supervisors today, and they were upset. Not at me--they are upset that I'm leaving. They told me not to worry because they would figure it out once I was gone, but now they're making phone calls on my behalf seeing if they can find job opportunities for me or find a way to keep my job even if I have to relocate. They've assured me they will give excellent references if called.
I'm really pretty depressed right now.
Alula
In Montana.
He hasn't accepted the offer yet. I would like to say I have a chance of finding a job good enough to keep us here, but it feels like I'm circling the drain on this one.
I had to tell my supervisors today, and they were upset. Not at me--they are upset that I'm leaving. They told me not to worry because they would figure it out once I was gone, but now they're making phone calls on my behalf seeing if they can find job opportunities for me or find a way to keep my job even if I have to relocate. They've assured me they will give excellent references if called.
I'm really pretty depressed right now.
Alula
Oh Baby!
Oh baby!
This is a short narrative of how I remember the most exciting and terrifyong Tuesday of my life to date.
It started out just like any other normal work day, but this day was to be much different. I was scheduled to get out early at (2pm) so I could go have my twenty week ultrasound (I was actually 21 weeks 2 days but wanted to wait for hubby) where we were going to check out my little one to make sure everthing was going great and find out the sex.
The ultrasound was going great, we almost instanly found we were having a healthy baby boy, to which my husband jumped out of his chair and pumped his fist to that news. The tech let me know that after we did the abdominal she was going to do an "internal" one just to double check everything was great. The abdomial lasted another 25 minutes where our boy showed off for the camera while she measured him top to bottom.
Then we were on to the dreaded interal wandy one... during this check the tech was making sure that something she saw on the abdominal one was all in her head. Unfortunately for me, it wasn't. The tech said is a very calm and collected voice, "Hmmm.... that's what I was afraid of... your cervix is just too thin." Then before our eyes she watched my cervix grow longer. It was fluctuating between 8mm and 2.6cm, which is just plain crazy. For a healthy pregnancy they want to see at least 3cm at all times until you approach 36 or so weeks.
The tech went quickly to inform my doctor of her unusual findings, and they gave me a room and an appointment even though the appointment portion of my visit wasn't scheduled till today. My doctor got on the phone with a high risk OB office in Denver and she let me know that I needed to go get a couple stitches to keep my cervix from opening and letting the little guy out.
I was driven to Denver that night and had an emergency operation performed on my cervix to save my pregnancy. The whole night and day were absolutely a blind siding. I'm now on bed reast at least until Tuesday when they can check out the stitches to make sure they are good.
I'll keep you all posted on the status of my stiuation, but until then just hope hard for my mental sake that I won't have to stay in bed until the kid is born.
~Minchkin
This is a short narrative of how I remember the most exciting and terrifyong Tuesday of my life to date.
It started out just like any other normal work day, but this day was to be much different. I was scheduled to get out early at (2pm) so I could go have my twenty week ultrasound (I was actually 21 weeks 2 days but wanted to wait for hubby) where we were going to check out my little one to make sure everthing was going great and find out the sex.
The ultrasound was going great, we almost instanly found we were having a healthy baby boy, to which my husband jumped out of his chair and pumped his fist to that news. The tech let me know that after we did the abdominal she was going to do an "internal" one just to double check everything was great. The abdomial lasted another 25 minutes where our boy showed off for the camera while she measured him top to bottom.
Then we were on to the dreaded interal wandy one... during this check the tech was making sure that something she saw on the abdominal one was all in her head. Unfortunately for me, it wasn't. The tech said is a very calm and collected voice, "Hmmm.... that's what I was afraid of... your cervix is just too thin." Then before our eyes she watched my cervix grow longer. It was fluctuating between 8mm and 2.6cm, which is just plain crazy. For a healthy pregnancy they want to see at least 3cm at all times until you approach 36 or so weeks.
The tech went quickly to inform my doctor of her unusual findings, and they gave me a room and an appointment even though the appointment portion of my visit wasn't scheduled till today. My doctor got on the phone with a high risk OB office in Denver and she let me know that I needed to go get a couple stitches to keep my cervix from opening and letting the little guy out.
I was driven to Denver that night and had an emergency operation performed on my cervix to save my pregnancy. The whole night and day were absolutely a blind siding. I'm now on bed reast at least until Tuesday when they can check out the stitches to make sure they are good.
I'll keep you all posted on the status of my stiuation, but until then just hope hard for my mental sake that I won't have to stay in bed until the kid is born.
~Minchkin
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Free Christmas Music!
Getting in the mood for the seasonal redesign of the site...
Free Downloadable Christmas Album from Target
(Includes the catchy song in their commercials, "You'll Never Find My Christmas" by Bishop Allen.)
Alula
Free Downloadable Christmas Album from Target
(Includes the catchy song in their commercials, "You'll Never Find My Christmas" by Bishop Allen.)
Alula
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