DNC Recap

There is so much I want to say about the DNC landing in Denver and the perspective of life in the ER, but alas, I cannot. I do have to say that things went much more smoothly than I thought.
Of course, that did not stop the one of the Momocrats from posting nasty-grams about my beloved facility. She was so blazon as to point out we are the example by which health care reform is necessary. The best part of the story is that we are health care reform and what the Democrats can expect if they move forward with their version of health care for all. And again, I ask, who will pay for it?

Anyway, the media points its finger at the Democrats as to why the DNC in Denver went so smoothly. So I will give credit where credit is due - to the Denver Police Department, the Secret Service, and the citizens of Denver. It does not belong to the Democrats, who typically do not protest their own convention.

Not that I am eating ranch dressing with every meal, but

My body is on strike and I mean in a serious way. I am eating like crap and not exercising and not getting 8 hours of sleep and working really hard at the hospital and at home. I knew any expectation of preparing healthy meals and taking care of my self was a long shot, but I have really taken a flying leap off of the wagon this time. I am sure I am up 5 pounds. Ok, so one more week of living fast and loose and then... September 2nd

Recap

So the move is complete, the unpacking - well, it has not even begun, but the move is complete. We ended up working too many hours to be as organized as I would have liked, but our walk through was scheduled earlier on Saturday than I thought. So I guess that worked out. We started moving Saturday around 2:30 and finished around 10pm on Monday. Of course, there was the "Panic Run" after work on Tuesday for the few forgotten items. I am exhausted. Coming Soon to a city near you: The DNC

Kindergarten

So my Little started Kindergarten. I am so proud of her. She loves her teacher and classmates. I am so proud of her. The biggest change in her life right now is the discontinuation of naps - oh my gosh - she could still use a nap. But bed time was a breeze.

Moving Day II

Monday - at least a dozen trips via Volvo. Back hurts, knees hurt
Friends to the rescue - one more day and we will have it all.

Moving Day

26 ft truck - 3 trips
My two Best Friends + their husbands + G's Best Friend + Two Teenage Sons
New Patio - Beer, offered to show G's Best Friend my rack for stopping to get beer & ice.
Got Flowers from the New Neighbor.

Cannot move in the new house for all the boxes.......oh and not everything is here.

Wanted: Additional Kitchen Cabinets

My day: packed, walk through on the new house, set up the (READ: Unpacked) the kitchen, brought over Little's clothes, brought toilet paper. ~Shoot: kitchen is full and I forgot to pack up the lower cabinets at the old house.

Much Too Early To Panic

Working too much, not packed, not organized, not panicking yet

CumBayah

My friend Ginger says I could not do boring for 20 minutes. That she is Cumbayah and I am AHHHHHHHH. Well, I accept the challenge. Well, ok. I accept the challenge starting September 2nd. Until then, yes, I am working, packing, eating, sleeping and nothing else...Until Sunday when I am then moving! Here I come Cumbayah - first on my list, Read some book about a 4 hour something.

Loved and Lost x 4

I have been in love with five men in my lifetime. Today, I found memorabilia from each one. I am cleaning out as I pack up and came across boxes containing notes, year books, pictures, and cards. I am lucky to have loved and lost and kept the reminders for a time in which I can maintain perspective on it all.

Walking Into the Tunnel

My desperation has subsided and though I am worried about our move next weekend, it is only because we have such a tight deadline in which to move the monstrosity that is our possessions. There is such a cleansing that takes place in throwing out things that you never knew existed in the 5+ years we have lived in this house. There are things that G and I have been toting around with us for most of our lives that are so unnecessary and part of an unhealthy past - AND so we have tossed them out. We even made a game out of it, bringing in the largest of our two garbage cans and throwing the contents of our linen closet from the second story down into the trash. Our Little has no game and only hit every other throw into her destined spot. As I sit here tonight, with sore back, I really believe that we will be alright. This too shall pass and in the grand scheme of things, I have survived more.

08/08/08

How do you celebrate 08/08/08? Well, there is Jason Kidd at the Opening Ceremonies of the Olympics. But really it is that our servitude amongst the Short Man is over. The party line is that he left the organization to move closer to his family, but those of us who have been knee deep in the shit he has created are confident that the Org got as fed up with him as we did. Either way, there is now peace in the Kingdom - or at least until the DNC arrives!

Desperate

I am so desperately sad this week. I am so desperately stressed out this week. I am so desperate for something and I have no clue what I need, but it something more than what I am working with in my tool box presently. I feel and am acting so out of control. I am angry and bitter and mad and sad and resentful and if you see me at the store, make sure to say Hi.

Perspective

I have been tired and a little grumpy/pouty today. Of course perspective is always on the move and I gained it upon hearing about a fire in Roxborough (the subdivision just south of us) that claimed the lives of three young people, put two others in the hospital, and completely destroyed one home, damaging two more. There are always people who are better off than you - they have more money, better jobs, are thinner, better looking, have a more exciting life, and so on. But there are also people who are worse off than you are. Life is all about perspective.

14 Days and then more.....

Not enough sleep. Little to Ballet. Begin the task of going through 5 years and over 4000 square feet of stuff - pack up some, throw out some. Not enough boxes, not enough time, moving into not enough space. Somewhere there is a lesson - not sure what it is, but lessons will repeat until learned. (Is that what our relationship is Juarez? A lesson we have not learned and so we will be destined to repeat it over and over? Feels like it to me. Can we work on that!)

Light at the end of the tunnel - September 1st. Until then, working, packing, moving, unpacking, 7 days of DNC, sleep on hold, work-outs on hold, life on hold, posts - most likely on hold.

Religion: The Rule & The Exception

Ok, so I said I would not waste my time with people who I do not respect, but I want to make a few things clear being as we are headed towards interesting times here in Denver.

So there is a woman at work ( and I use the phrase woman loosely) who is overtly religious, whether it offend anyone or not. She is married to a minister and leaves her books on the desk she shares with others. She takes her vacation time to travel to religious conferences and touts herself as a leader within the righteous community. And all of this makes me laugh out loud.

For all the Bible thumping and glory seeking this women does, she lies, stabs people in the back, cannot make it to work on time, brings her child into the facility while she is working, then leaves her station when the childcare provider arrives to get junior, and breaks P&P by using her cell phone and desk phone to carry on conversation after conversation with her husband, her father, and people within her church for non hospital business.

I would like to say that she is just one bad seed in the apple of religious followers, but alas I can not. My ex-husband and his family are also among those that talk the talk, but do not walk the walk, but alas they are not the end of the list.

So this begs the question, when it comes down to the religious is Warren Jeffs the rule rather than the exception and if so, does that further divide the religious from the spiritual?