I may have woken up this morning with bed bug bites on my upper thigh. I am trying not to panic and/or lose my s**t.
I have spent the last 45 minutes examining my blankets and pillows and sheets; I have lifted up the mattress to see if the vinyl cover has been compromised or if there is evidence of anything...you know....living *shudder* on the slats that hold the mattress.
I have found nothing. I haven't seen any of the little black marks that I was finding on the bedding well before I saw anything moving either and the marks were on my upper thigh which was covered last night. In November any marks I had were on my wrists and upper arms which are always exposed when I go to bed....
*breathe*
I'm hoping that this is just my angry skin being irritated by the cold winter wind and scratchy sweat pant material. I am trying not to freak out because I have become uber vigilant about this problem and since I can't find any tears or holes in the vinyl cover I don't think anything could have, you know, got out.
We'll see. I'm doing laundry today but I don't have enough money to wash everything and right now clothes are the priority. Bedding will have to wait until Saturday night.
Work has been awful lately (I find that I've been stuck with all the craptacular aspects of being management, i.e. irate and yelling customers, but none of the relatively more fun things like scheduling which my boss either keeps to himself or inadvertently - I hope - assigns to less important people who should not be doing it) and I have a feeling that my best friend is going to call me tonight to tell me something very important....possibly that she is engaged. Which is wonderful and awesome for her. It serves to remind me, however, of how far away from that point I am myself and that makes me sad. Which makes me feel guilty because I should only be happy for my friends when good things like this happen for them.
*sigh*
I am seriously considering moving back to Winnipeg this summer. With my parents leaving the province I'm not really keen on staying here but I think that following them to British Columbia would only make my current lack of a social life worse. At least in Winnipeg I will have a couple of friends who I can go out with and work at actually developing my social skills. And who can introduce me to new people. Which is the important part.
Let's take a moment to reflect on good things that have happened lately....
- I went to Parliament Hill here in Ottawa last Thursday to see President Obama arrive for his first foreign visit. Two and a half hours in the cold for a mere 10 or 15 seconds wave....but it was all worth it. I set my new digital camera to continuous and wound up with over 100 pictures from a 3 to 5 minute period. Mostly of useless stuff like the sky and snow. And then I had some sushi....maybe I'll go do that this afternoon.
- My copy of Ryan Adams' poetry book Infinity Blues arrived in the mail last Friday. A month and a half early. And even though it paints a very sad picture it is still wonderful.
- Since my dad is going to be in B.C. almost all the time now my sister and I are visiting my mother more often. She lives outside a teeny little town where she doesn't really know anyone. So this weekend I get to take the train to see her for two days. I love the train. Love it!
- I bought the first season of 30 Rock. Totally worth it.
- Kate Winslet won an Oscar!
- I have begun the first pair of socks I have ever knit for which I have hopes of actually wearing. Turning the heel is confusing the crap out of me though.