Holy man it's been awhile since I've been here. I just e-mailed zoning about the neighbors fence since I still haven't been around and free to run down there and talk to them in person and it's not looking hopeful for the rest of this week either. Last night I let my dog out and their dog was out harrassing my dog. I look out the door to see what's going on and that damn dog was chewing on my fence trying to make a spot to crawl through and then tried to dig under it. I yelled and they decided to let their dog in at that point. But I'm over it. I've knocked the bikes off of my fence. I have given free reign to my friends over here to do what ever they feel like as well (knocking bikes over, laying on their horn for a long time riling up that dog etc.).
I'm done. I'm just over it.
Haven't heard back from the county yet about placement. And for whatever reason I'm uber frustrated by it. It hits me on and off. I don't dwell on this constantly I swear just sometimes I sit and bam it hits me. My advisor e-mailed them last weekend since we're not counting last week as a working week for them. And she told me to start calling them Thursday night/friday morning. And I will. Thursday night at least. Friday morning I have a dermetologist appointment early. And how this typically works is that first of all you need to make the appointment three months in advance. Literally. Then you show up at your time and sit for like an hour. Then you get your prescriptions and then sit at the pharmacy for another half hour. And I only can use the clinic pharmacy with my plan. And there's only 4 shelves to wander around and shop on and one of them is all laxitives so no entertainment there.
Anyhow. So that's just eating at me for whatever reason tonight. I think it started eating at me when I realize that I've been doing this since what like May. I've literally exhausted my other local options. And then talked to my advisor and basically I'm the only one not placed yet. Yeah.
So then in the meantime to focus my energy and my whatever I've been doing my cross stitch.
I was doing this light pink stuff. The last actually stuff I had to count (the rest I can just fill in with red) and got to the last 6 stitches of that and ran out of pink. I was not about to go out and buy an entire skein of pink for 6 stupid stitches. So into the garbage can I went (nothing gross in it) and pulled out every last piece of that thread and found enough to finish those stitches. I'm on the home streach now with the red. Nice to not have to count anymore.
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