Dialup Woes
December 28, 2007
I apologize for not visiting all the lovely blogs out their to comment my love and holiday wishes, however since I am back at the homestead on the dialup connection and it takes ever so long for each page to load and my patience these days is ever so not there, I didn’t bother 
I’m sorry!!! I will soon though, in fact I’ll start opening the pages now and hopefully by midnight I shall have a few of them half loaded!
Anyways, Christmas was wonderful! For the most part…ya I could have gone without the drinking 7 glasses of wine and doing countless shots with the sisters…cause it resulted in me puking my guts up and passing out on the bathroom floor. Ah, you know you’re of Irish heritage when…I think I had a little too much “Christmas cheer”. Crap. I’m gonna be the aunt that they have to force away from the wine, aren’t I?
Boxing day was super good cause I managed to stay away from any alcholoic beverages and Granny makes super good food, and the company wasn’t so bad either. No amusing puke stories though…
I am offically finished at the group home; had my last three shifts yesterday and today. No more going back. I will miss the residents and some of my co-workers, but that’s about it. I hated pushing myself past my limits in order to do half of the stuff everybody else so easily did with crappier results.
Which is why I am rethinking my career choice. Sure, I would absolutely love to help people and become a Social Worker, but to be an actual Social Worker it requires a lot of schooling and I just don’t have the money. To be a Social Service Worker, the only jobs really offered are in group home settings with crap pay. So very physical jobs with crappy, not understanding management who wouldn’t support my need for a couple days off here and there to re-energize.
Anyways, it looks like I won’t be joining Karen as soon as I thought I would. My parents decided just recently that driving school up in her neck of the woods isn’t such a grand idea.
But anywho, I’m off to do something else while I wait for my internet pages to load. And tomorrow, check out the lovely special post I have in store 
all about repression!
April 20th, 2008 at 9:38 pm
[...] sloshed with her wine. She kept telling me to get more and more classes, to the point where it was almost as bad as Christmas! I was puking my guts out all night practically, in this giant bucket Booth found for me. Poor guy, [...]