Sunday, June 29, 2014

After 6 straight days of work

I am finally FREEEEEE. For a day. Then I'm right back to work. Six days doesn't sound like a lot to you normal jobbers but for a massage therapist working 4-6 hours (about) daily is SO MUCH. It's pretty much like working for 3 weeks straight somewhere else. My muscles and body and spirit are just plain tiiiiired. I wanna do something fun, and relax, and laugh and BE THE ONE TOUCHED not the one touching.
I had a few creepies, but mostly I had REALLY hot guys this week. A lot of them. In succession. The others were jealous. I was like 'WOOOOW!' and just grinned it up. We've all taken to making faces at each other while working just to get the awkward 'Oops, I was looking at you, but not seeing you' thing out of the way.
Heheh. Hubby looks over when he hears things clattering, and I said 'I did it' with a grin. He just grunted and turned back. Heh. Then Maya knocked something off. He turned and I said 'She did it' and smiled. He just grunted and turned back. I think he might've also said 'Demon kitty'. I like how he just accepts us.
We did laundry yesterday. Hubby cleaned a white shirt for his interview next week. I bought him a pretty red short sleeve button down shirt too. Now I kind of want to play dress-up with him and make him try on all sorts of shirts while I try on pics. In fact, I'll probably see if I can't convince him to do that. It'll be fun and his family would probably like to see them. Teehee~!
Hubby tried to make dinner the other day, and some of the veggies were rotten and molding, and the potatoes had maggots in them. I thought they smelled funny when we brought them home, so I just put them away and didn't try to use them for a while (I didn't think it was maggots, just some rotten or something) because the smell bothered me. But we just bought them last week. *sigh* No more trusting Walmart, man.
Oh yeah, there's a new girl at work and she seems very sweet, but she also is very nervous and unsure of herself. Her hands are also a little more violent and punishing than I think she should be. I think she realizes that, so she's trying to practice a lot on us before she has to do clients. I'm going into work early on Tuesday so she practice on me. I'm nervous about it, but confident that I'll speak up if she's hurting me, so it won't be too bad.
But anyway, the girl's pay is different from ours!! She's our 'shift cover' worker so I guess it makes sense, but she's seriously getting gypped compared to us. Admittedly, it might be our fault the owner's trying to change the pay plan (being able to plan to get the highest percentage possible at all times could be annoying her) but I don't know about her new plan. It seems a quick way to lose any really good therapists that need a decent income. I mean, thanks to the hours and the system, I'm generally making enough to live on. Just with this job, working four days a week (22-24 hours a week). Most therapists work two jobs, AND run a side business making housecalls. I've been considering taking on a job where I visit a business once a week for a full day to do employees, but I'm not sure how to set that up to my advantage, so I haven't pursued it yet. I can definitely take 5 days of massage a week, but I have learned 6 is just painful and annoying.
Hubby and I have gotten even more childish lately. The other day, he proudly proclaimed "I'm a cute buster!" and I honestly never thought he would EVER say something like that. It was incredibly adorable though, so I'm not complaining. I just wanna know why he likes it when I call him a buster.....
I made brownies last night. I blended a LOT of chocolate chips and sliced almonds and made a crust with them. I also blended in crushed chocolate chips into the dough. It was reeaaaaally good. Heheh. Not as good as those black bean brownies, but still really good.
This week I'm making strawberry shortcake for the 4th of July. It's a Friday so I'm working, but that just means I can take some to work with me.
I still like my job, but I'm finding coworkers I wish I didn't have to work with. Like, I like THEM, just not their work ethic. One feels they're cheating the client if they only do the time the client paid for. So like, they got a 40 minute massage: She'll keep going for 50 minutes so they get their money's worth. It makes working in tandem with her REALLY frustrating. She's cheating everyone else when she does that. They are only paying for x amount of time. Giving them more gives them a false sense of how long they're paying for (and they probably have something planned after and now she's screwed that up), makes our correctly timed massages feel shorter (even though it's the right amount), she pays more of her body than she has to (and might hurt herself giving so much for so little), and gets us backed up when we're waiting for her to finish someone so we can go get a group and work on them together. Sometimes she gets a client while working on a client, so she doesn't know that she's booked right after, and that means her clients are waiting for a while.
Basically, I feel like she's cheating us, her clients, and even herself. She's not paid for those extra ten minutes. Except maybe in tips. But you can get decent tips without that. Maybe in repeat clientele, but if you need to give them extra time for them to want you again, you end up losing. In four 40 minute massages that way, you've given your client a free 40 minute massage. It's just not logical to me.
And one co-worker loses track of time and just KEEPS going. Have a client after? Oh well, guess you're gonna be late. OR you could end on time and have your completed client feeling more and more cheated because the other party member got a longer massage even if they weren't supposed to. There goes your tip. It's a little frustrating. Easy enough to manage though, just remind them when to end..... multiple times. I think that co-worker is starting to dislike me, but I'd rather be disliked than have to do more work than I'm paid for. Or lose clients because co-worker wants to zone out.
And one receptionist is driving me crazy. She keeps messing with my schedule, not blocking me out when I ask, misplacing my clients or their paperwork, and not answering my questions before I have to take my clients in the back (where I can't get my answer until its too late). It's been decided that she needs extra training, so hopefully this will get cleared up fairly quickly.
And that, my dears, is me playing 'Catch-up'. Court is this Wednesday. I'm so nervous that I have to keep super busy to try not to get really bad insomnia. Wish me luck! Comment! TALK TO MEEEEE....... *cries pitifully*



Thursday, June 19, 2014

Ear/Mouth/Tonsil Pain

So..... today has been pretty awful. It was great in that I finally got my hair fixed. It's now back to my natural color, with cute bangs, and I even had them french braid my hair (I'm not sure if I'm taking it out tomorrow or not, since I really like it and can't do it myself). It was awful in that I've been having sharp pains in my left ear that sometimes seem to come from my left tonsil, stabbing into my ear. I also have a cut on the roof of my mouth on the left side from when I was flossing that got very infected, throbs, and makes talking very painful, as well as eating and breathing. Touching it with my tongue makes it itch, burn, and sting. But I can't seem to STOP touching it, since it's near the back and RIGHT ABOVE MY TONGUE DAMNIT.
The combination of these things has made my head feel very achey and even caused it to feel like I have a clamp around my temples and jaw that are squeezing me so tightly that I can't stand it. Sometimes there's even a sharp stabbing pain behind my left eye.
Beyond that, I have a headache and nausea but I think that's a lack of sleep rather than something wrong with me. You see, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday I have had someone call me in the early ass morning to talk to me about important things. First was the lawyer (I haven't forgiven her), then the social worker (She's forgiven but under suspicion of talking bad behind my back), and then Reb's dental appointment confirmation. You'd think I could get back to sleep after a simple confirmation, but my mouth was already beginning to hurt and I didn't want to bother Reb in bed.
Now that I've got those things off my chest, I'm gonna go complain with whines and sulk on the bed. I have wooooork. I don't wanna have to take a day off. :(

I don't know if you've heard this, or if I played it already, but I like this song. It's catchy. The video is okay.

Monday, June 16, 2014

Public Restrooms

So I had an idea a few days ago. You know how everyone is getting really up in arms about 'females this' and 'males that'? How 'feminist' is becoming a dirty word? Well, maybe you haven't, but I have. And a really radical idea popped up in my head.
Now hear me out on this. You know how we have separate rooms for the two main genders (I say two main because all kinds of gender benders are popping up and naturally getting confused about what room to use)? Why do we do that? Hundreds of years ago, we squatted by the street and did our business, then kept on walking. None of this 'But I don't want my date to hear me doing the nasty necessary!!' nonsense.
Admittedly, it freaks me out to think that Hubby can hear me use the restroom, possibly smell me use the restroom, or anything like that. I can't help wrinkling my nose when I notice HIM! But that's so strange, don't you think? I do an obligatory nose wrinkle when I walk in on my sisters, but it doesn't bother me. And in public, you're not SEEing anything, just occupying the same space. So why don't we do that?
Yes yes, it's strange, it's new, and it's not how things 'have always been done'. But neither is races sharing the same bathrooms, and we've adapted to that quite nicely. Yes, it can be embarrassing, but I say we import 'Otohime's from Japan. The sound cancelling little jukeboxes that save your embarrassment. Or, just have really loud music in the restrooms, or get over your embarrassment (and since it's me saying it, I think it's doable). As for the smell....well, just hope your stall isn't next to your prospective bed partner. If it is, well, you know if your relationship can survive a bit of strain, and if it isn't, then you have a new topic of conversation begging to be discussed!
For the first decade or so, I'm sure people will be uncomfortable and upset and stage protests. But it will remove a LOT of the 'gender myths' and cut down on wait time between genders (You KNOW you hate waiting for your lady, and you KNOW you're jealous the man gets done so quick). There won't be urinals, unless they want to make those into stalls as well, but....honestly? How is that a lack? I've had to clean them, and men? WORK ON YOUR AIM YOU MOTHERFUCKING BITCHES!!! Or grow a real pair of balls and just sit your asses down. I think anyone that's ever had to clean a men's bathroom (especially a bar) will agree with me.
It will also help to fight the idea that either men or women are somehow unequal to the other. There's no perceived difference (ever heard of ladies rooms that have couches? I've seen them. ....They're way more comfy than they should be, honestly), there's an equal amount of waiting and service rendered, and there's no need to say 'Oh, I'm YY so I need YY bathroom!' for those gender different folks. And you can make the other bathroom into a children's changing room or something!!
So..... what do you think of my radical idea? :D Shall we try to make it happen? Or does it bother you when you think of pooing next to a strange man/woman? I promise, you'll get over it eventually....

Monday, June 9, 2014

Frustrated post

So, to go ahead and answer pinapple's question: my first day was exhausting. So has every day been since. It's been getting a little better, but my wrists still hurt and likely will continue to do so while they strengthen up. I enjoy the work, I like my coworkers, my clients are a mixed bag but none of them have sent off the 'DANGERDANGER' signals so I have no issues there either. The percentage rate of working is kinda killing me (slash taking money out of my pocket) but it's not such a large amount that I'm actually bothered by it yet.

No, the issue that has me frustrated is that the ICPC has been submitted. And it came with a long list of conditions and recommendations. Honestly? It's enough to make me want to move back to NC just to have one set of standards to adhere to.
Lady mentioned worries about my mental stability, my childhood abuse and said inconsistencies (Lady, it was all over by the time I was 6. Why the hell would I have clear memories of it when I can't remember what I ate yesterday?), and my ability to handle being a parent  in light of them. It also says that they're concerned about my ability to express negative emotions, simply because she asked about "What would you do if someone does something to you?" and I said "Nothing." I also said "If it's to someone I love, I'll react, but I don't really care if it's just me." and while I know that isn't the best response and not the healthiest manner, I also thought she was referencing someone OUTSIDE the family accosting me. She apparently took it to mean that I would do nothing if Mimi tried to hurt me. As a parent, it behooves us to teach our children healthy ways to deal with their anger, and to nip bad behaviors in the bud, so of course I would take her aside and explain to her why that's not okay, how it makes me feel, and what I would like her to do to understand that. But since Lady was super vague, I couldn't respond like that.
She also didn't seem to understand that I was ALSO attending school. She merely stated that I was unemployed and seeking a job, and had been for months. Do you realize how bad that looks?? We graduated within a week of each other! She lauded hubby, had no issues about him, but my goodness, I seem unstable. We were in the same situation!!!! She doubted my ability to get a job, and I landed one my last day of internship, and started work a day after getting my license!! I guess this is a good case of her assuming things and being proven wrong. That makes me feel a little better.
She did recommend a visit with Mimi to see if we fully understand what raising her would be like, and that could be good, because we'd get a chance to have a trial run with her. I'd like that, actually. It would give us a good chance to see what we're up against without being stuck for good if it's utterly horrible. I have extreme doubts as to it being that bad, but hey, it could happen.
She worried about my ability to cope with the changes (i.e. moving to hubby's new job location, graduating, getting a child) and admittedly, it'll be difficult. But it won't be impossible, and I've done the impossible before. She worried it would cause me to sink into depression or have an emotional set-back due to it. It's true, if we move somewhere and I'm unable to find a job for months on end, I'll be depressed, but so would 100% of people in the world. It would also mean I could take care of any issues that come up in Hubby and/or child's life though, so I don't think it'd be that bad for the first couple of months. At worst, I'd have to go back to school for more hours to get a license in a different state, but that's also totally doable.
She said she had concerns about our financial ability to care for Mimi. Right now, money is a little tight, but we have money saved up, we have the essentials, and we both have jobs. We'll be okay. There may be issues with medicare for her, but the social worker said she would look into that, as it's never been an issue before.
They wanted us to have an alternative storage for medicines, like a lock-box or something. I suppose that's fine. I just don't wanna get a heavy box right before we move.
Concerns about Mimi's ability to adjust to moving out here with us were presented, and even though we told her we have a therapist lined up that can provide recommendations for all other needs the little one may have, she neglected to include that. That is an issue, and one we have already addressed. *sigh*
They wanted background checks done, since we've both lived outside of TX, and we're doing them on Wednesday. It takes up to 30 days after, so we may not have them back by court. Damnit. But we're doing it!!
They recommended a therapist review my 'previous childhood trauma and how it may affect my childhood raising ability'. So essentially, they'd like a mental health evaluation, because there's concerns that I'm secretly crazy. They haven't ordered one, but it's likely they will, so I should probably go get one ahead of time. I'm wondering if the therapist we found for Mimi would do the honors. I'm waiting for her response to my text now.
I also need to provide proof that I am employed (now), graduation credentials for both of us, assurance that we're submitting to FBI background checks, AND speaking of background checks, they want one on any friends we see more often than once a month. Do you realize what a damper that will be on any budding friendships we have? On the plus side, one of my coworkers has a 17 yr old daughter that is used to babysitting that I could possibly use instead (if I pay her) and getting a background check on her would probably seem to be cool to her. Probably.

So I think that's all the list said. I need to write up another letter for court with the updated information (FBI, graduation, mental health check, therapeutic childcare classes (if we do them this time), new job info, etc.). I'm..... just gonna post this and wait for comments. Because I'm calming down now, but still feeling fairly targeted and angry.

This song is funny: