Just Another Manic Wednesday

September 19, 2012 at 12:01 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , )

This is one of those posts where I’m going to whine and feel sorry for myself.  Here goes:

Yesterday morning I woke up with the cursed stiff neck that I’ve now experienced two other times in my life.  It makes it difficult to really even move so of course my evening gym plans were out.  I spent the night on the couch, alternating a heating pad and ice pack, while eating soup and generally feeling miserable.  I’m dealing with the same thing today and staring at two computer screens for hours on end isn’t exactly helping.  I hurt.  And I’m on my period, which is super awesome.  In fact, I’m guessing the anti-malaria pills I’m still on have done what the doctor warned and thoroughly messed with the monthly reminder that I’m (thankfully) not knocked up because everything’s all out of whack and this is the longest, worst week I’ve had in years.  Oh, was that too much information?  Are you slightly uncomfortable, especially if you’re a male?  Well it’s a hard world out there so toughen up.

Wednesday Addams gets me

I also forgot my wallet at home today, which is something I’ve never done.  I took it out last night to walk to CVS to buy IcyHot and tomato soup and apparently forgot to put it back in my bag.  I didn’t realize this until I was in the train station this morning and at that point, if I turned around to go home I was just going to curl up in bed and start the day over again, which my boss wouldn’t have appreciated.  So I begged the CTA guy who sees me every morning to let me on without my card with the promise that I’ll show it to him next time, so that was one hurdle overcome.  Unfortunately, once I was on the train I realized that I wouldn’t be able to get into our office without my badge.  Since The Tower Formerly Known as Sears isn’t exactly lax on security, they wouldn’t just wave me in as did the CTA guy.  My options were to either call our front desk to have them send someone down to get me or to stand around and wait for someone from my office to walk by so they could vouch for me and get me upstairs.  Alas, it was too early for anyone to be answering our phones so I stood around like a weirdo for almost 15 minutes before seeing a familiar face and begging for assistance.  Eventually I made it, only to realize that there was no way the afternoon CTA attendant would let me on for free so I had to beg some more and borrow a few dollars from a coworker so I can get my sorry ass home tonight.

As a cherry on my shit cake, I have a seriously ill family member whom I’m more than a little worried about.  Hopefully he’ll be out of the hospital and back to his routine before we know it but the whole thing just reminds me once again how much it sucks to live far away from so many I love.  And while I know I used this post to bitch and moan about my own troubles, if you can do one thing for me it would be to send some good vibes in the direction of my uncle.  I know he needs them more than I do.

And since I won’t be going to the gym again tonight, I’ll just count down the hours until I can be reunited with my ice pack, my couch, and hopefully good updates about one of my favorite family members.  Thankfully tomorrow is Thursday!

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I Was Late! I Was Late!

March 4, 2010 at 3:09 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , )

This was me when I woke up this morning.  For the first time since I’ve been a full-time working woman, I overslept.

It may or may not have been my fault.  I had my cell phone alarm on (and set to LOUD) and I also had a back up regular alarm, just in case.  Around 4:30am I awoke to the lovely sounds of a dump truck outside my bedroom window.  This happens early every Monday and Thursday morning so I usually put in earplugs on Sunday and Wednesday nights.  Last night I forgot, hence my being woken up so rudely today.  I shoved the plugs in my ears as soon as I heard the truck, put a pillow over my head and then went on back to sleep.  This is where I may have screwed up.  I always hear my alarm through my earplugs but apparently today I did not.  In addition, it seems I neglected to actually set the back up alarm so that only contributed to my dilemma.  I’m also not entirely sure that the alarm on my phone is functioning properly (I know, excuses, excuses).  Regardless of how it happened, I woke up about 40 minutes late.  As soon as I opened my eyes I knew I was in trouble, as it was much brighter than it should have been.  That was when I turned into the White Rabbit.

As I frantically tried to get myself ready, I called my bosses to let them know the situation.  Of course, no one was answering.  I hopped on a bus and went to the train station, where I conveniently missed my train by mere minutes.  That meant I got to stand around and wait for 40 more minutes, making me all the later for work.   The only bright side was that it was slightly warmer than 20 degrees outside.

I waited.  And waited.  After a while I saw a train in the distance and got my hopes up, only to have it announced that it was an express train and would not be stopping at my station.  I sadly watched it go by and continued to wait.  Finally my train approached and I got on, fully expecting to arrive at work only an hour or so after I should’ve been there.  But no, the Metra had other plans.

A rail broke somewhere along the line and we got to wait again.  As we pulled to a complete stop, the conductor announced that they weren’t being told a single thing and that as soon as he knew something he would pass it along to us.  How thoughtful.  We all sat there for 30 more minutes, checking our watches and calling our bosses, when he came back over the speaker.  He said he wanted to give an update, and the update was there was no update.  He didn’t know when the rail would be fixed or when we would be moving again.  So – shocker – we waited some more.

We sat another 15 minutes before we finally started moving again, and this time we actually managed to get to my stop.  At this point I was a full 2 hours late to work, which is really awesome since I’m an hourly employee.

Sigh.  At least it’s almost Friday.

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