What a Week!

For having a short work week, it sure felt like everything went nuts at once. Having a full week off, a real vacation was amazing, almost too good to be true. Walking back into work on Tuesday was definitely a challenge but also refreshing. I needed to get back to a routine, even if it's a crazy one.

Tuesday wasn't too bad. Work at school went fine as usual. I got to my other job early because I hadn't been there for a week and expected that there was going to be a bit of catch up to do. Boy was I right. The schedule wasn't even made! So I worked on that and talked with a few coworkers before students started showing up. One of my coworkers told me she was putting in her two weeks notice that day. Talk about a curve ball! I completely understand why she is doing it and believe me I am jealous that she can, and is! I'm just worried about what will happen in the coming weeks. My bosses are already stressing out since we haven't filled the last vacant position and now we will have another one to fill. It's just going to be interesting. I'm trying really hard not to let it get to me, but part of me wishes I could just leave too.

Wednesday was a very long day, which included a frustrating doctors appointment. School went mainly well, minus catching a few students coming to my room to try to skip classes and having to deal with that. Between jobs I went to the neurologist. I've been on the new (technically repeated) medication for 3 months now. It's been helping. On any given day the headaches aren't quite as severe, but they are still there. I walked into this doctors appointment with more hope, or faith, or relief (I'm not sure what to call it) than I ever had before, but I left just as frustrated as always. My appointment was at 1:30, I finally got to see the doctor a little after 2 and left the office at 2:20. Almost an hour to talk to the doctor for 15 minutes is annoying enough, but then to have her ask me the same questions she asked me last time just got to me. I figure if she's going to make me wait she could have at least skimmed my chart over. And then to ask about my side effects and just tell me they are normal (which I knew) but when I told her about the weird interactions I've noticed all I got was "that's weird" and nothing more. She didn't seem worried about them which I guess is good but she also didn't say she'd look into it either. It would be nice to know if these are things I need to avoid or just be aware of. Oh well. Then she tried to tell me that "From what I've read, statistically these types of headaches go away eventually for people your age." So much of me wanted to look at her and tell her that I understand how math and statistics work and that you can manipulate them a lot to make them say whatever you want them to say, but I bit my tongue and was polite and just smiled and nodded. In the end we increased the dosage of one of my medications, kept the others all the same, and made an appointment for the end of June.

After the whole debacle at the neurologist I went to work. In general it was fine, just busy. I enjoy working with kids, but 4 at a time learning all different things for 3 hours straight can turn into an interesting night. As I was leaving my boss tried to pull me aside to talk about resumes and interviewing people but I had to leave and he seemed genuinely ticked off. Granted it was 5 minutes after I was supposed to leave and I had to be on the other side of town in 25 minutes to tutor, I needed to leave and he doesn't understand that that job isn't my first priority in life. Luckily tutoring went well. The student I work with was right on the ball and it was just an easy hour. By the time I got home it was 9pm and I was ready to crash!

Thursday was a lovely mash up of things going wrong and then being made right. After school I dropped my car off at the shop to get it looked at so that they could diagnose a few things before it was inspected, and I was told I could get a loaner car from the shop. When I got there, they told me that they had just reported the loaner stolen because the lady that had it last wasn't returning their calls and had been seen going through stops on the thruway without paying. So then I was kind of stuck. Luckily I have some great friends. I made one call and had a ride home, then to work, and again home from work. I got really lucky but it was stressful and frustrating. Work was added stress. We were very busy again, which is good to some extent, but when things are getting missed and people aren't prepared it isn't helpful. It was just not a good night. I got home and talked to my parents briefly which was semi-helpful.

Friday was a little easier to deal with. My wonderful friend picked my up in the morning and after dropping her off at her apartment I was able to borrow their car for the day. It made it significantly easier to get things done before I got my car back right before work in the afternoon. School was easy, and after making phone calls for work, I went to the shop, picked my car up where they sort of figured some stuff out, and then worked 3-7 at Old Navy. We were so slow I got out an hour early, dropped the car keys off to my friends and saw their parents which was awesome because it had been a while! Then I just had a low key night at home watching tv shows online and talking to friends on the phone.

Saturday was semi-relaxing. Work was steady all morning, but I was able to avoid my boss which was a plus. I was supposed to tutor but they canceled on me so I ran a few errands and then just relaxed for a little bit before going to the discount theater and seeing Moneyball with a few friends. It was a good movie mixing baseball with statistics!

Today I only had to work 4 hours and was done by noon, so then I relaxed the rest of the afternoon. It's weird to not have things to do every hour of the day, but also quite nice. I feel like I'm not doing something right, but then I remember that most people have two whole days like this called a weekend.