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Hey all,
My life has been pretty crazy this month. I don’t know where to begin. This is a LONG, I mean LONG update. I don’t mean to be verbose, just a lot of shit has gone down in my life. I am separating stuff in to sections.
Work - I had been working at a retail store in the mall, I had even been assistant manager, but had to step down for my health. Standing for 8 hours in a row with no break was just too taxing on my body. If I am going to wreck my body for a job; it’s going to be doing something I love, not selling clothes.
But I had wanted to quit for a while, the company just started making stricter and stricter rules, I was being treated badly and generally unhappy. However, I stayed because of a kerfuffle that would leave my manger in a tight spot. Well I ended quitting in an epic way on September 7th. I opened that morning, took care of customers, and got a box and half of shipment unpack, hung up and tagged (security tags). I hadn’t finished getting half a box out on the selling floor. Not a big deal usually.
My manager comes in and starts bitching saying “I’ve stolen the companies money by not maximizing my time on the clock” and “That she was tired of picking up other people’s slack when she has more important things to do with her time.” I was mad, I would receive these long to-do lists from her every shift, on top of what the company wants us to do. But I just gritted my teeth and took it.
She was making me stay to finish putting things on the sales floor. Fine it was going to take me like 45 minutes tops. As I was doing that, she finds this memo that I printed that morning. It was for a window graphic change to be done that night, or so I had thought. It turns out I was supposed to be done before the store had opened. Firstly the company had never in, my 9 months there, had us do a morning change. Secondly, I had already told them that I was unable to go up and down the ladder because I weighed more than the ladder was rated to hold. I wasn’t risking my neck to change a poster.
Manger said “Well you are just going to have to stay and fix this!” That was going to take around 3 hours to do. (Please note that this time at work will be over lapping with my mom section coming up) I was to go to the hospital and see my mom right after work. I had stuff to take care of there for my mom’s well being. I was not, NOT, staying.
I took my keys off my neck, threw them on the counter where we had been talking, and said “No I won’t, I gave you my notice a month ago, so you know what, I quit!” and went to the back got my things and walked out.
It was the most liberating feeling, having those damn keys off my neck. It was wonderful.
Thankfully a week before I had already gotten a job at my local newspaper doing sports stats. This is something that I love, in my degree area, and I will be getting a chance to do some writing too!
Mom- (This is the highlights not a larger play-by-play) So the end of August mom goes into the ER for extremely high blood pressure, the highest it got that night was 354/239 (a normal BP 120/80) They were surprised she was alive let alone talking coherently. That started to get her BP down but it would just spike right back up, the ER doctor, Dr. Taylor, was a wonderful doctor and he was starting to become extremely concerned about my mom’s lower abdomen. It seemed that the abdomen was the source of stress making her BP climb higher and higher. They run some tests and find that she is, in fact, full of shit. (I mean that in a literal sense but we like to tease her now that we have proof). They had her admitted into ICU, and then a day later went to surgery.
What happened was her colon was stretched and full, and close to tearing. If she hadn’t come in when she did it was very possible that it would have torn and ruptured.
She was then admitted to a rehabilitation nursing home. She needed more intense care than my sister and I could provide. She will be there for about a month maybe more, depending on how she heals.
It’s really odd not having her in the house. I don’t like it when my sister has to go to class, I am alone and it has really been freaking me out. Plus while I love my mother, she is highly controlling, and my sister is kind of not use to having this much freedom from our mom. (I went away for college; Sister stayed for college but dropped out for about 3 years and is now going back.)
So in a way it’s been nice having her being taking care of somewhere else, but on the other hand we both miss her terribly.
Love life- I have a real love life, not just random hook ups after a party! We’ve been dating almost 6 months now. His name is Zuriel but he goes by Zee since most people can’t say his name right lol. He is Hawaiian and came here with the Army. I feel like I really love him, and we’ve been talking about getting engaged. Nothing set in stone (pun intended) just yet. Because of a bit of nasty business being that he is in fact still technically married… now before you guys yell at me.
His wife “W” left him about 2 years ago. And when I say “left” I mean that loosely. She cleared the bank account (almost 50,000), and then just disappeared. W even left her minor (17) brother in Zee’s care. Leaving him in major debt, he had to file bankruptcy. Thankfully things are going better for him, he has now reached the “abandonment period” and can now file for divorce without her signature.
I know right? It’s like a boring soap opera here in Oklahoma. I love you guys and your support, you guys have been so great to me.