All Aboard the Confession Train!

Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Whoo hoo! Not only is it Wednesday, it's fake Thursday! I am so excited to have a three day weekend coming up, it's not even funny. For. REAL. 

Anyway, on to the confessions!

- Last night, I stayed up until 12:30 watching Scandal and knitting, even though I knew I'd be miserable this morning. I have a problem. It's not handled.

- Speaking of knitting, I'm deathly afraid that I've irrevocably messed up my short rows and I'll have to rip them out. I'm not even sure why I think this, but until the shawl is off the needles, I will be afraid. 

- With 15 work days (and 22 calendar days) to go, I am having a really hard time giving a shit about this job. As my therapist said, "Of course you are. It's like the last day of school every day."

- My husband's family's complete lack of communication skills makes me want to punch them in their collective face.

- I had to remember/relearn how to calculate the net charge on a polypeptide today for my biochem course, and... I liked it. 

- I've been off of my methotrexate now for almost 3 weeks and I'm hyperaware of every twinge of pain and every itch that could be a rash. Last night, my temp was hovering around 99 (which is high for me, as I usually run about 96.5) and I made a mental note to tell my rheumatologist. I'm scared of getting sick again. 

- I used to make a lot of phone calls when I was driving home from work because I have Bluetooth in my car. Now after work, I just want to be quiet and listen to the radio. I just don't feel like talking. It's kind of weirding me out.

- My patience for people and their useless, inane, stupid, bullshit problems is wearing thin. Sorry, guys.

- Pam is officially out of Philly and on her way to moving to New Haven. I am really sad that she isn't here anymore. It hasn't really hit me that I can't just meet her for lunch or after work yet, but I'm sure it will. It makes my heart hurt.

- I am vascillating between having a meltdown about med school and the work we're doing in the prematriculation program and also not being concerned at all. Lots of other people are freaking out, so I feel like I should be freaking out... but I'm not. I'm just doing the work. I'm sure I'll freak out later, but for now, I'm kind of okay...

- ... but what if I should be freaking out? I know, I'll freak out about that instead. That's healthy and normal.

- If I hear my dad say one more thing about his stupid, 3 week trip to Europe with his wife, and how wonderful it will be to fly first class and buy a BMW while they're there... only in the next breath to talk about how much money he doesn't have... I am going to punch him in the face. Through the phone. Watch me. 

- I put all of my med school exams for the fall semester on my calendar and promptly wanted to throw up. 

- I'm kind of a little/moderately pissed off that over the 2 years that I've been at this job, no one has done anything for my birthday, and no one did anything for me when I got married. Not even a card! I wouldn't be so upset, except that I got 3 emails over the last 2 days reminding me to sign a birthday card for a girl who hasn't even been here 6 months. I signed it and all, because she's nice and deserves a nice birthday, but I'm also 99% sure that the only person who knows when my birthday even is is Kristin, the world's best office mate. (She brought me a cookie on my birthday because she is awesome.) I'm also 99% sure that no one will be doing anything for my last day here. I'll be shocked if I'm wrong.

- Even though I've lost over 50 pounds in the last 2 years, I'm still afraid to put on a bathing suit.

- I have no plans tonight other than to go home, shower, watch Scandal, do laundry, knit, and study, and I could not possibly be more excited about it.

- I plan to put on my lounge pants tomorrow after work and have no plans to get out of them until Sunday evening when I'm apparently going bowling with Ken, his coworker and his coworker's boyfriend. I'm not sure why this is happening, but hey, it should be fun. If you show up at my house between tomorrow at 6 pm and Sunday at 6 pm, I won't be wearing real clothes and I probably won't be wearing a bra. You've been warned.

- I have no time for people who blame all of their relationship woes on the opposite sex. Ever think that maybe you can't find someone to date because you're a crazy person with whacked out expectations? Just a thought.

- I get legitimately sad when I walk by a Starbucks and don't need to go in for a beverage. This probably indicates some kind of psychological problem. Help.

What are some of your confessions? Tell me your secrets! I won't tell anyone, I promise. And don't forget to head over to Kathy's blog to check out the link-up and see what everyone else is confessing to this week. 

Stay cool out there.

- A


  1. I could lose 100 lbs and prob still not want to wear a bathing suit! I don't blame you for staying up late watching Scandal- its worth it.

  2. i only call people when I'm driving if it's important and can't wait or I'm getting sleepy. Otherwise, it's karoke time!

  3. girl, werk it and be proud of the pounds lost!

    thanks for linking up!
    Vodka and Soda

  4. 50 pounds! Well done! But I understand the discomfort... it doesn't matter how much weight I lost I always feel self conscious..


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