Anxiety Dreams and Anxiety Reality

Bald
To dream that you are going bald suggests a lack of self-esteem or worries about getting older. Alternatively, baldness symbolizes humility, purity, and personal sacrifice. You are at a stage in your life where you are confident in fully exposing yourself.

From dreammoods.com

Yep, lack of self esteem - check. Worries about getting older - check. 

I was looking forward to this road trip my friend and I were going to take. I was going to use my frequent flier miles to pay for the rental car. I logged in today to book it and my miles expired! Well, apparently they didn't expire, per se, they now count towards my million miles goal, so I can use them once I reach a million miles. Um, yeah. So annoyed. 

I did log on to do some transcription work tonight so that's good. There are no shops really available, so I need to get back into transcribing to make that money $$$. More like ¢¢¢ 

The cat scratched me today. I guess he knows the word, "fight". I asked him if he wanted to fight (I do this with my dog, which leads to us playing tug of war) and he just reached out and scratched me. Smarter than I thought, apparently.

There's a meeting tomorrow evening for fundraising for the Africa library project.  One of the things we're doing right now is having a yard sale. I donated some boxes of crap I was sick of looking at and it turns out one of the books is actually work like $35, so it's listed on ebay. It's actually listed for more by other sellers. Is it bad that now I want to take it back? I thought Mom checked all the books, dangit. Oh well, good cause and all.  *grumble grumble* So how about you buy it and help start the library in Africa, eh? (It's a children's library, which is why this book wouldn't be appropriate.)

I'm going to be disgruntled elsewhere now. Toodles.

 

Annoyance - Sabrina edition

It's late and I'm annoyed. I should have (or I guess "could have" - don't want to "should" all over myself") went to bed hours ago. But I was annoyed that I didn't get enough done, so I tried to do more. Didn't get much accomplished (i.e, anything at all), so now I'm even more annoyed.

I've been doing transcription online and at first it was all peachy. Then it got a little annoying because none of the grading systems were consistent, it would just depend on who checked your work. So someone might say you need to add a line between speakers one day, then the next day, you add the line, and that person says the line doesn't belong. Still, I dealt with it. Now, no kidding, I get emails every week (or even more frequently) about the new way they are doing things. Now I'm completely lost. That's one of the things I was going to do tonight, was transcribe, and I just realized, I haven't a clue how they're doing things this week.

Another thing I do is mystery shopping. So I signed on to some of the company websites to see if there were any gigs available, and there was one in particular I wanted, but I have to watch a 30 minute training video and then pass a test in order to do it. I hate that. Just give me the frigging directions in writing like every other company. And even for a company I've already done the training for (just a few months ago), they've now updated the training so I have to take it all over again. Seriously, just put a note at the top that says, "Update: now ask for sprinkles instead" or whatever the heck it is the big update is. Seriously.

Finally, my biggest thing I've been doing lately is my shopping facebook page, and the shopping that I post about. Obviously, shopping requires money (see above), so I'm just annoyed. Mostly, though, I want to make the actual shopping website/blog, but haven't a clue where to start. I obviously have a personal blog, and I've started the shopping blog, but I want to customize it to have links at the top and everything and suddenly I've forgotten how to make a web page. I made my first web page for a college assignment in 2000 and I can't do it now? Sure it was archaic, but I did it. Then I did the personal web site in 2003, which was the precursor to this blog. Idk, I'm just old now and have a harder time figuring shit out, apparently (see above re: transcription).

The things I shop for are donation items. So, I went to two more stores today and got another car full of stuff and was annoyed that it wouldn't fit in the car properly. I looked at all the stuff in there and just wanted to scream!  I've been getting rid of it pretty quickly to local charities, but now I'm left with the stuff I haven't a clue what to do with; like Snuggies.Where do I donate Snuggies? Or gift wrap cutters. Instead of using scissors, use these handy gift wrap cutters. What charity needs those? And if you're asking why I bought them in the first place, it's because they were a penny and I want to keep them out of landfills. This store throws things away. So even though I dropped off some stuff today, I still have a car full and that makes me.... wait for it...... ANNOYED!

So, I'm annoyed. Annoyed as opposed to angry or sad, so not too bad, I suppose. 

Cat sitting - Indiana edition

 I'm cat sitting for my friend, but this time it's my Indiana friend, Dani. So, I've been trying to do some stuff more out here, though it's not that far from where I currently live. So far I've only managed to go to Dollar Generals in Lowell, Hebron and Valpo.  Yeah, I know, excitement, right? One of my oldest and dearest friends lives not too far away and I really want to see her during my time here. I'm just such a slow poke. It takes me so long to get into the groove of things and plan things out. Also, I'm a space cadet. Yesterday, I couldn't find my glasses; I found them on the floor of my car. Lost my wallet? On the seat of my car. Where's my camera? You guessed it - in my car! I practically live in my car and let me tell you, it definitely shows!  I need to clean out that mofo.

Part of what's in my car are the mountains of donation items I've gotten from the various Dollar Generals doing my "penny hunting." I even started a facebook page about it. I only just started it last month and I haven't done a lot with it b/c I haven't started the actual website yet, so it's definitely a work in progress.

But back to the car; in addition to the mountain of shopping spoils, I can no longer use my passenger side door because of the accident I had last month. I can't remember if I posted about this or not, but someone T-boned me on the passenger side and the car is, for all intensive purposes, totaled. Luckily, no one was seriously injured. I went to the emergency room and had CAT scans and X-rays and all that fun stuff, but I live to tell the tale ;-)


Back to cat sitting; there's one black cat and one white cat. The black cat likes to try and wake me up in the morning by sitting on my chest. Effective, but not effective enough to make me get up. The white one just stares at me and lets out a meow every once in awhile. He pays more attention to me when I have food. The black one walks around my feet when I first get in, like tripping me repeatedly. He's a lover. The white one will stand off in a corner and stare at me. The big news in cat sitting today was that I vacuumed. Woohoo! Not many people would be proud of that particular achievement, but I am. Unfortunately, the outside garbage bin is reeking of cat pee pee and poo poo and trash pick up isn't until Tuesday. I wrapped up all the dirty litter in double plastic bags and tied it up, but it sure hasn't helped much! The bin is right by the back door, which is convenient for tossing the doo-doo, but not so convenient for avoiding the smell. Or the flies.

And while I'm here getting excited about vacuuming, Dollar General, and cat poop, Dani gets engaged! Somebody is having a more exciting week than I, methinks ;-) 

Mike's cat Leia during cat sitting 2006

As I was re-reading this post, I realized that I have cat-sat in Indiana before, for Mike. But my most recent cat sitting gigs have been in Chicago for Mike's ex wife, and my new friend, Jenn. How life twists and turns! And Dani, the friend I'm sitting for now, was my friend when Mike and I first got together in 8th grade! The more things change, the more they stay the same. Let's see if I can come up with another cliche to round this out; And that's the way the cookie crumbles. Mmm....cookies.