The Numbers

Have spent the past hour running the numbers trying to squeeze every cent out to know that I can move even if I don’t have the condo rented. You have no idea how badly I rollercoaster from feeling good about moving to feeling like I’ll stroke out from the stress. I just want everything to go right, you know?

My son was worried for a few minutes that I was changing my mind – I told him no way, I’m committed 120% to moving. If I have to figure out a way to work a second job then that is what I will do. I’m moving, no matter what.

Published in:  on February 13, 2008 at 8:39 pm Leave a Comment

February 13, 2008

Honestly, I don’t know what to say about today’s 12 hr shift. We have been extremely busy – really, really, really busy. I’m in the last four hours and am not sure where the time went. Yes, that is a good thing.

I have had so many rude people today – it irritates me. I mean, seriously rude people who call 911 over stupid things. One lady accused me of somehow altering the raccoons so they come out during the day – she said they never use to. If the people weren’t rude then they were drunk – some were both.

We’ve had some teens calling in fake shootings – I wish the police would catch the little buggers and charge them for misuse of the emergency system. It is a misdemeanor but at least the police would get the opportunity to speak to their parents. Stupid brats.

We had one place call in because a man fell in their parking lot. They then cancelled the ambulance because the guy said he was OK and was getting in his vehicle to leave. Twenty minutes later we got a call about a man unconscious in his car in the same parking lot. It was the same man and he was dead when we got there. Goes to show that you should get checked out if you hit your head.

In the nine hours I’ve been here, we have had twelve suicide threat calls – its an epidemic!

Employment Separation

Received my employment separation form at work this morning. Seeing it sent me into a panic – what if I don’t have enough money – what if I don’t get the condo rented? – what if I get paid monthly and don’t get a first check till May 1st? OMG!! What am I doing? WHAT AM I DOING? {hyperventilating}, {shaking uncontrollably}, {pulse pounding in my head – it might just explode}.

Deep breath – find my happy place, find my happy place, damn it to hell where is my happy place??? Gotta get out of here – the walls are closing in. Did someone set off the emergency vacuum? The one that sucks all the oxygen out of the room in case of fire? Everything’s going black – I’m seeing stars…(background voice: “Space, the final frontier…these are the voyages of the Starship…”).

What is that I hear? It comes from far away – somewhere in the dark. Oh, it is my son and he’s saying “Mom, I am so glad you are moving home. I can’t wait till you get here.”

The world rights itself – the vertigo disperses – my breathing returns to normal and I start to smile. For my son did say those exact words just last night on the phone. :-)

Dog Show

Well, folks, another dog show is history. I had so many favorites in each group that it was hard to pick the winners – then the “best in show” was the hardest of all. I loved the Akita and the Australian Shepherd – they were gorgeous. The Beagle was in my top four – such a sweetie.

I was rooting for the Akita but was just as happy when the Beagle took top honors and is this competition’s Best In Show. The Beagle hadn’t won the Westminster Dog Show in over 25 years so it was good to see him take the win.

As odd as people think it is – I think I will order a copy of the show on DVD. They give such good information about each breed and I enjoy seeing the dogs go around the rink. My son thinks I’m a little nuts. I called him a couple of times to tell him how the dogs were doing – not that he cared at all. I told him some people watch the actor award shows – I enjoy the dog award shows.

My son has a full blooded Boxer – I was disappointed the one in the show didn’t make it to the top four because he was beautiful. My son’s is beautiful too – I laugh so hard at the comical stories he tells me about Rocco, can’t wait to meet the dog. Hope Baxter and Rocco get along so they can play together.

So there you have it – the end of the dog show. I have been looking forward to the show for over a month now and wish it wasn’t over already. {sigh}.