My wishes have come true!

Last week my sweet sweet boyfriend made me brownies out of the blue. They were so delicious and I ate them all before the week was over. Around noon today I thought to myself, "Man I wish I had some more of those brownies!" The thought went away and I played some video games, watched some TV, and rearranged the closet. We had lunch and I started watching TV and the thought came back! I try not to eat crap like brownies but every now and then its really hard to "just say no". I was really disappointed because we didn't have anymore mix so there wasn't even an option. Then the miracle happened! A friend of mine texted and told me that her and her husband just pulled a batch of brownies out of the oven and they wanted my boyfriend and I to come over and help them finish them off!  I couldn't believe it! I instantly texted back asking when we should show up. I didn't think about being sick or what it would be like if I went somewhere. I just wanted brownies!!

Get him here!

Anyways... after my brownie haze wore off I asked my boyfriend if he wanted to go and he said, "Are you crazy you are sick! You sound like a man!" So needless to say we stayed home.

Not again!

Today I woke up... SICK!! UGH! I hate being sick but I loooovvveee lying around and doing nothing! That's what weekends are for right?? Well this weekend was FULL of all kinds of crazy things I had to do. I was supposed to take a CPR class from 8-12 this morning but at the beginning of the week I decided that wasn't going to happen! I mean my cards only expired uh lets see... 7 months ago.. I can go a little longer! haha j/k I decided I would do a challenge rather than retake the class. Next on my list was to attend a setting class from 12-2. I also decided at the beginning of the week that this wasn't going to work either because of previous arrangements. However it turned out that my plans for this evening were delayed a little so I would be able to make the setting class. For those of you who are wondering what the hell I am talking about a setting class is when employees of the climbing wall put tape by each grip they use to climb so that other climbers can be challenged by taking that route. Each route is ranked different difficulty levels to test climbers. Anyways I had already said I wasn't going to be there because of scheduling conflicts so Its not like I actually missed anything. Finally, tonight I was going to shadow the marketing guy at the University at one of the basketball games. I have been dreading it ALL WEEK! It wasn't difficult to call and cancel! Now I just have to wait and continue to dread it until my next chance comes along.

Today is the day...

..that I face the gigantic pile of paperwork that had alluded me all month. It is a stack of over 300 single sheet assessments that I need to file. I am telling you this pile is larger than a brand new pack of paper. I have been hiding these things in my desk drawer for a over a month hoping they would disappear.

This is a picture of the file folder I use to organize them all alphabetically. I took a before just to show what kind of seriousness I am dealing with. At around 10:15 I got all of it out and started working to get all of them organized. It took forever and I tried to quit about 5000 times!

 Here it is about three hours later! The fun hasn't even begun! 

Yeah almost 4 inches! That is freaking ridiculous!  I couldn't believe how many there actually were I was in shack. At this point in the process I usually take out each section and alphabetize it as well. Next, after going through the whole file I then begin the actual filing process. These days are usually very long and by the time they are over my back is KILLING ME! Today I got lucky someone gave me something else to do :)! Thank you Sherry! Today I was spared multiple paper cuts, back spasms, and hours of labor. YAY! I will still have to do it next week but I will think about that later!

What's in a name? and other random additives.

I think I maybe one of those people most people hate. I think I am an "over sharer"! (Imagine that word coming just before a very dramatic BUUUMMMM BUMMMM BUMMMM!) I have found that when I meet new people I spend most of the conversation talking. I talk and talk and talk and they barely get a word in edge wise. I talk about my doctors visits, my graduate school woes, or even looking for jobs. I realize I am doing it too. I think to myself shut up! shut up! shut up! Then I ask them questions about them and try to get them talking but they just answer the question and stop talking. I hate telling my life story to anyone who will listen! I think part of my problem is that I used to be really shy and I really didn't talk to anyone I didn't know. In situations where I didn't know anyone I would just hang out by myself. I guess going to college does help come out of that so called shell, but I'm not sure I like being this too talkative person. This summer we had out high school reunion (I didn't go) but at a different party the same day I ran into an old classmate. He even commented on how much I talked now and how quiet I was in high school. Ugh.


On a slightly different note I think I finally realized why I am so terrible at remembering names. My name is weird. It is said weird, and it is spelled weird. When I introduce myself to someone it goes like this:

Other Person: Hi I'm Amanda
Me: Hi I'm Me
Amanda: Was that Mee or MMe?
Me. No just Me
Amanda: Oh wow what a cool name where did that come from?
Me: My mom mixed two names
Amanda: Oh thats really unique

As you can see by the time this whole conversation has happened it would be hard with someone with ADD like me to actually remember the name. My new thing now to help me remember names is to say them several times in my head after they tell me. Of course that doesn't always work if we are playing 20 questions about my name.

It's the most wonderful time of the yeeeeaaarrr!!

While I was at work today I was minding my own business and one of the ladies I work with came in and said, " My daughter is selling girl scout cookies." I didn't even have to think for a second! My only response was, " Can I pay with a check?" So I ran to my desk and got my check book. I ordered 2 boxes of thin mints, 1 box of samoas, 1 box of tagalongs, and 2 boxes of trefoils. Yeah I went a little overboard for a home with only two people. Some of you may not be familiar with the kinds of cookies I am talking about... Most of you don't know this but I was the number 1 cookie seller in my troop about 4 years running. The stock show was the best place to sell girl scout cookies. Anyways I will now be stepping up on my soap box for a minute. I think it is totally ridiculous that they have changed the names so many times. I know that the names that I used above really don't describe what kind of cookie your buying. Thin mints are the only old cookie name that has stayed and it is the closest one to actually describing the cookie itself. Oh well I really don't care because the Girl Scouts obviously don't care about describing the cookie! They have a two new cookies called Thanks-a-lots and Shout Outs.... What the hell does that mean?

For those of you who still care...

Today I went to the doctor AGAIN and he suggested that I do nothing. I went from doing nothing to being medicated and sicker to doing nothing again. He said my tonsils looked inflamed but he wouldn't do anything. I was a little confused but at the same time I was glad he cared enough to not put me through all that again. He did mention having them removed... EEK! I really have never had a problem with my tonsils so I don't think that its necessary to have them removed on their first offense! I'm sort of attached to them... literally! Also, every single nurse in that office was sick! This is a freaking ear, nose and throat doctor and every single employee there is sick. They were all coughing and clearing their throats constantly. I swear if I get whatever kind of plague that has  taken that office I will be FURIOUS! Today I finally went to work. I was only there for half the day and the second I walked in the building my  boss came over the loud speaker and said "Ok, over achiever!" I was glad to be back. Especially because I have a GIGANTIC pile of mail that are about to swallow me whole!

Don't count your chickens before they get better!

Well... All that happiness was for nothing. All of my celebrations about getting a doctors appointment were for nothing. Friday morning before I woke up for work after starting my "cure all" antibiotics I still felt like crap. I tried to get up and get ready for work and just like Thursday morning I felt terrible and I called into work again. Like my dad said just the other day, " Missing school was worse than actually going to school because the next day you were behind and had to work twice as hard. I hated school but I was there everyday!" For me missing work is just the same and its true (well most of the time). Anyways, I hated to call in again because now for the next few weeks its going to be really busy. On Wednesday when I was last at work I input a large pile checks into our deposit software and at the end of the day somehow the deposit wouldn't come out right. It was exactly 4 cents short AKA my worst nightmare! So after missing on Thursday I really didn't want to miss Friday but I was really feeling terrible. Like the day before I got back into bed and didn't wake up until after noon. I spent the rest of the day feeling groggy and laying on the couch. The weekend rolled by and I still felt terrible. This morning after taking three days of my antibiotic I got up feeling normal and headed to work. Only an hour after being there I started feeling like I was going to throw up at my desk and I developed a fever. Luckily I made it through all of the checks I had left from Wednesday. I felt good knowing that but everyone at work insisted that I go home. So once more I stayed home sick. My mom called and I told her I had been sick and she told me to read the side effects. After I got off the phone I looked at the side effects and I had every single one of the many "possible" side effects. After calling the doctors office and finding out my doctor was out of town. The nurse said she would give me the number of the doctor who was covering for him this week and send my papers over. Then without even telling me the other doctors number or even his name she hung up the phone. I was really confused and I thought I misunderstood what she said. After waiting about an hour I called back and ask her if I was supposed to call the other doctor or if she was going to do it. She asked me if I wanted the other doctors name and number and I was like uh duh! I don't know if she didn't realize that I had no idea who this other doctor was or what but I was just like COME ON LADY! Luckily after dealing with her and the nurse at the new doctors office I have another appointment tomorrow with this new doctor. Yippee!