Friday, December 30, 2011

Up and Down Day

This morning started off alright... did laundry. Nothing special. Took a wander around Goodwill and looked at couches. Found nothing that wasn't burn-worthy. So I came home and took care of the chore I've been dreading.

I called the gas company.

There is nothing more difficult than speaking your truth when someone is determined to protect their lie. They claimed that they didn't know they needed to come in and turn the gas on in the apartment. I don't know what part of "I need someone to come turn the heat on" didn't tip them off to that. They would not admit that they told me they'd call me to set up an appointment to turn it on, as I needed to sign some papers and they wanted me there. They tried to put it on me that I never called. Despite the fact THEY were supposed to call. Worst of all, the woman whom I was speaking to was the same person I spoke to a month ago, and she refused to admit that she goofed big time.

All they really needed to do in order to keep my business was say "Oh my god, we messed up. We're so sorry. We'll get someone over there ASAP and we'll waive the set-up fee. Our apologies."

So, I'm getting my $200 refunded and now I'm hoping like hell I didn't shoot myself in the foot by choosing electric heat. I've always been told that it's the most expensive and worst option. But when I started renting, that was back in the late '90's, before gas prices started soaring. I honestly don't think it's going to be any more expensive, especially if I keep it set at a reasonable temperature (65 degrees for me).

Sigh. I greatly dislike confrontation, and this left me shaking for a while after. I am in the right and I know I'm in the right. But I am not generally one to get up in anyone else's grill. Unless I am PMSing, in which case I usually just apologize in advance and hope I don't do too much damage.

Anywho, after that debacle I called my Mom because I needed to vent to someone. And somehow or another she convinced me to go couch shopping. So I did. And I bought this:

Loveseat
Click here to visit the Ashley Home Furniture site. They treated me so well there. 


It's going to be delivered in a week or two, depending on whether or not they have it in stock. I'll take a picture as soon as it's in and show y'all how wonderful it's going to look in my electrically-heated apartment.

This really picked me up this afternoon. It's just what I wanted, in the color I wanted and I was able to stay within my price range, even *with* shipping! Gotta love the year-end deals!

I can't wait to get my couch!!!!

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Changing Behaviors

A couple weeks ago, I started noticing that I wasn't hungry a lot of the time. And that when I finally became hungry, it didn't take all that much to fill me up.

Of course, a couple weeks ago I sick but that's beside the point.

Even now, I've noticed that I stopped being hungry long before I actually stopped eating. This happens mostly in the evenings. The urge to munch and eat and stuff is almost overwhelming. But the thing is... I *know* I'm not hungry. I'm full.

I'm full right now (it's 8pm). I'm not in the least bit hungry. I ate a reasonable and tasty dinner and followed it with a couple cups of tea (with Bailey's... ahem) and I am not hungry. But all I want to do is crack open that box of Wheat Thins and dunk them in a vat of hummus.

But I'm. Not. Hungry.

I guess I'm writing this more at the moment to keep myself from eating. It'd be one thing if I was hungry and I needed a snack. But I'm not.

How long will it take for me to unlearn this awful habit of eating beyond hunger? It took me... oh, say... 37 years to develop this practice. I sincerely hope it won't take another 37 to break myself of it.

Friday, December 23, 2011

Happy Merry

I hope everyone has a happy holiday season, whichever one you celebrate!

Happy Merry, everyone!

Monday, December 19, 2011

Reiki to you!

If you're reading this, I'm sending you Reiki.

RIGHT NOW.

:-)

I had my Reiki II attunement this past weekend and learned how to do distance Reiki. And since reiki is all clever and imaginative I can work it so you reading this gives you Reiki. How cool is that?

While at lunch after the attunement, the three of us (me, my classmate and our teacher) started talking about future possibilities. I got turned on to the idea of combining psychology, massage, and Reiki. Been thinking about it since then. There is a wonderful school out in Colorado that offers a Masters in Somatic Clinical Psychology. Essentially, psychology of the body and mind. Which would be perfect. I, however, am not quite prepared to move to Colorado just yet. So, looking for someplace on the East Coast that would have something similar.

Do I really want to go to grad school? Not sure. Is this really the next step for me? Not sure. There are lots of things I want to do with my life, but just being turned on to the idea of somatic psychology feels like I'm getting closer to where I want/need to be. Just maybe not quite there yet.

So... things to mull over in the back of my noggin.

REIKI!!!!

;-)

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Blargle

I am fighting off yet another cold. WTF? I just had one. I refuse to have the winter of my massage school repeated wherein I got sick every month and a half for nine months, culminating in the be-all-end-all of bronchitis attacks.

Would *really* prefer that not happen again. EVER.

I simply have way too much to do in the next couple weeks to get sick. I mean, I haven't even started Christmas shopping yet. I should get on that. Build into that another reiki class, a birthday party, an office christmas party and a host of other social obligations... yes I have NO time to get sick.

So I'm dosing myself with liberal amounts of Emergen-C, fruits and veggies, and piping hot aromatherapy baths in an attempt to just steam it out of me. I also gave myself about an hour's worth of Reiki this morning as I dozed before the alarm went off. Boy, that made me feel pretty nifty. :-)

So yeah... no sickies for me, thank you very much!

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Just call me Ebbie Scrooge.

I used to adore Christmas. I have many, many fond memories from the holidays growing up. My memories are almost idyll, which is ironic because how often does that happen in real life? I mean, not every Christmas was perfect, of course. There was the year when everyone in the family was sick. Then there there was the year that my brother was two or three, and was so excited to see all the presents that he just started opening ALL of them. But they're still sweet memories. Every Christmas Eve, we'd have cookies and hot chocolate under the tree. Of course, when I was little I thought we were supposed to literally be under the tree to consume them and would scootch my little legs and hiney under as far as I could.

Yeah, good memories.

Now, I couldn't care less about the holiday. I'll pull it together in the end... I always do. And I'd really like to feel more "in the spirit." I just can't get there anymore. Don't get me wrong - I love to see all of the lights, and there's nothing prettier than a dark room with a lit tree.

But yeah... don't really care anymore.

All this rushing and scrambling for one day of intensity that's over almost before it began. The push for rampant consumerism takes any positive meaning away from the day and just leaves a sour taste behind. There is no perfect gift, and if there was I highly doubt anyone would find it at Wallyworld.

So, eventually I'll get off my bum and go out and buy things for the significantly smaller family with whom I now spend the holiday. I'll go up to my Mum's on Christmas Eve, bum around. Open presents on Christmas Day and eat a lot before heading back, as I have to work on the 26th.

How I wish I could get back into the spirit. It would be so nice to find meaning to this holiday again.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

The New Place

So my friends asked for pictures of the new place. Here they are! I'm not entirely unpacked yet (and am a naturally cluttered gal) so excuse the non-neatness.

My kitchen. A lovely space. Eventually there will be a table in the near right corner where you see some boxes.  Yes, the ceilings really are that low.

My living room. In the near right corner there will eventually be a couch. When I have money. The door to the left is a large walk-in closet. Storage space! The heater is not currently turned on. The gas company here is a load of shite and I'm very unhappy with the (lack of) service I've seen so far. They're supposed to call me back to set up a time to turn it on. This is after they neglected to call me back after a credit check (!), DENYING my stellar credit because they didn't have the (insanely high) deposit they could have gotten had they called me back. So. I'm giving them until Friday, then I'm calling them back and asking them to refund my deposit and just stick to the electric heat which is working well and what I'm using right now anyway. Wow, this is one hell of a caption...

The bathroom. With a for-real shower. Which I'm not going to take a picture of because... well. That's just silly.

My bedroom. Say hello, Pooky.

The other side of my bedroom. I could fit another set of shelves in here, but I think I'm going to keep it simple this time around. I had so much crammed into my bedroom at the old place that I like that it's just the bed, dresser and bedside table. That door there is another closet. Oh yeah. 

Sunday, December 4, 2011

I'm in!!!

I am officially all moved in to my new apartment. And I am *loving* it here! It only took four carloads and two truckloads to get everything over. I've got to go back to the old place tomorrow morning to clean, and then I'm DONE. I'll never have to go back to that energy suck again. YES.

I've got all the furniture arranged in a way I like - for now. I'm a notorious furniture rearranger so it'll probably change configurations many, many times. I've got a lot of it unpacked already too. Although, when you're coming from >100 sq. feet, there's really not all that much to unpack.

While I'm visiting my Mom for Christmas, I'll get a couple other items that I want. She's been holding a few things "in storage" at her place and they'll fit perfectly in my new apartment. Chief among them is a kitchen table and a coat rack. Each one originally being owned by a different grandmother.

I still need to purchase a couch, but I'm thinking that's not going to happen until January at this point. December is going to be a lean month already, what with two unpaid days off, my insurance due, and the holidays. Plus I just had to put $200 (!) worth of deposit down for the gas heat which isn't even turned on yet. There was some kind of SNAFU and they never called me back after they ran my credit. I got this letter saying I was denied and I was all WTF? because my credit is stellar. Anyway, I've got electric backup which is working nicely for now and it should be turned on soon. It better be, after 200 effing dollars.

Anyway. I am really loving it here. I'm sleeping *much* better, there's actually people my age around me, and lots of cool things are within walking distance. And! I have a full-sized refrigerator. It's a little intimidating. I went shopping Friday night to put stuff in it, and it doesn't look like I've got anything to eat. But if all that stuff had been in my other fridge, it'd be chocked full. Perspective! I also have a NEW full-sized stove. It's been so long since I cooked on a new, real stove that I'm a little intimidated. I haven't turned it on yet. Maybe I'll make the inaugural run tonight by baking some tater tots. Mmmmm, tots.

I'll post pictures soon. As soon as I find my camera. I'm fairly certain it's in one of those boxes over there. ;-)

So.... You Want to be an Artist.

For the last several weeks, I have been working through The Artist's Way . This book has been out since the 1990's and I've been...