I quit...

I did! I quit! I quit my job! I'm currently one of the unemployed in America. Due to my severe allergies, my doctor required me to move classrooms. The system wasn't willing to accommodate to a degree at which I would be comfortable, so I was left with the option to resign and become eligible for unemployment. Yay! I'm relieved and afraid at once.

I'll be starting a massage therapy program next month. Just pray that I get some sort of job to pay the bills.


*This post has been shortened and changed to protect my anonymity as much as possible. Excuse the lack of detail.

In sickness and in health...

The Barber and I dated about 5 or so years ago for a few months. It didn't really end too well. We had different interests. I was interested in pursuing my hobbies, such as writing, photography, etc. He was interested in pursuing other women. He was a nice guy...too nice actually so he was always naive to some other women's motives. The Barber soon ended up becoming a daddy not long after we broke it off. I've spoken to him once or twice since then; the last time being about year and a half ago.

I was sitting in a faculty meeting a few weeks ago and received a text from a strange number asking if I was married yet or dating anyone seriously. When I asked who it was, it turned out to be The Barber. The Barber proceeded to tell me that he misses me and knows that we are meant to be together. He told me how much he had grown up and that he wants me to be his wife one day. I found this amusing and intriguing so I agreed to a meeting. We've since gone out a couple times; both of which he was at least 45 minutes late (due to helping some friend/family member out...remember that is the curse of the TOO NICE guy!). We text and/or talk everyday.

This week I've come down with a respiratory virus of some sort. Yet all he could do is complain that I haven't called him all week...that all we've done is text. I kept waiting for him to do the "boyfriend thing" and offer to bring me anything I might need or help me with anything I might need help with. Is that wrong?? Of course, he hasn't. Yesterday, I sent a silly text asking The Barber what was going on in the outside world where the healthy people roam. This fool started telling me what the weather was like! Duh! I've had to take my dog out; I'm well aware of the weather. Then this morning I sent a text saying how draining it was to grocery shop while this sick. He responded four hours later telling me not to over do it. I got snippy and said, "Well,my dog can't do it!" He just LOL'ed me and told me he doesn't want to catch what I have. Pfft...

Funny though...Stalker (yes, we speak occasionally, but nothing new) actually offered to be my errand boy as soon as I told him I was still sick. Something wrong with this picture, or is it just me?

I think I need a more assertive, yet nurturing, man than The Barber. I can't be in a relationship where I have to tell the man how to be in one.

Ch-ch-ch-changes!

Yes, I have been neglecting blogland again. I have good reasons.

#1- I've been self reflecting. I need to make some changes in my life. I mean if I am not happy alone, how can I expect anyone else to be happy with me? My job eats away at my soul daily. Don't get me wrong...I do enjoy teaching kids. But it CONSUMES every bit of me...emotionally, physically, and mentally most of the school year. I'm not your average class room teacher. I am a special educator, and I love my kids. Sometimes that love leaves no room in my life for anyone else. So...I'm thinking a career change is in order for me to have a life beyond my work.

#2- I'm still absolutely head over heels in love...with my dog! All spare time goes to him and our adventures in the dog park and PetsMart! I still haven't met anyone of interest at the dog park. I take that back. I've met interesting people, just not ROMANTICALLY interesting. I meet very nice young couples and elderly ladies. And before you ask, yes we go to a couple different dog parks for some variety.

#3- I've injured myself yet again. I over slept last Wednesday and was running late for work. I pulled into the parking lot just as 1st period was beginning. In my rush to get into the building, I just fell face down onto the sidewalk. No, I didn't trip...I was walking and then I was splayed across the concrete, breaking my phone, my pen, and my ribs. I continued to work Wednesday and Thursday in pain. Finally, Friday breathing became almost unbearable. I let HR make me a doctor appointment (yay workers' comp!). The doctor put me on work restrictions, but my administration said that I couldn't perform my duties with those restrictions. And now I have a forced vacation until the doctor releases me to work again. My friend, Angel and Demon, says that God sent an angel to trip me so that I could have a mental vacation. Should've had that knee surgery last week, as originally planned, so I could at least collect short-term disability!

#4- I've not met any men from online or elsewhere. As a matter of fact, I haven't even cared to think about dating, or even sex. I must be sick!! It recently just dawned on me that I've had no man or sex drive for several months. I blame it all on #1!

#5- My damn blog has been attacked by spammers!! Every time I log in, I have crazy sex sites that have left comments as anonymous users! Has this happened to anyone else? How do I shake them off?

Fantasies...not coming true!

While I would love to get out and try to re-enact the lyrics to this week's sexy song of the week, that won't be happening anytime soon. My knee is still giving me a hard time, making bending, squatting, and stairs difficult tasks. Hell, some days just walking is painful. But I grin and bear it for now. The worst part??? I can't wear all my cute little heels!!!! I'm stuck wearing boring and comfortable (read "ugly") flats. Sigh...

So I know you all have been anxiously sitting on the edge of your computer desk chairs to hear what the diagnosis is! I went for an MRI this past Saturday (yeah, gotta love the fact that they have Saturday appointments) and for my follow up today. Drum roll, please.......











SURGERY!!!!! Yay...not! I have a torn meniscus and some kind of cyst. So, I will be spending my summer on pain pills and crutches. One of those I don't really care for.

You Won't Believe It!

I really am allergic to dating!!! I had a routine check up with my ENT today. He looked in my throat and sinus cavities. He backed away from me and asked if I had been feeling sick lately. I told him about my sore throat weekend before last. The doctor then proceeded to tell me that I have all kinds of infection in my throat and sinuses. It started in the throat and spread. He said if I didn't get an antibiotic in me, I would probably end up with bronchitis and/or pneumonia soon. OMG!! I'm not to return to work or go around people until Friday!!! So you know what that means???

Yep...I had to cancel my date with the guy from Match AGAIN!! He is going to begin to think I'm not really interested. Grrr...

Oh yeah, I had my poor pooch emasculated yesterday, so now we are both lying around moaning and groaning.

Damn...Damn...Damn!!

Remember the bite on Match that I mentioned? Well, we were supposed to meet for lunch today. But yet again, I'm sick! It's like I'm allergic to dating now! I've had this really bad sore throat since Thursday. I thought it was just due to my sinus drainage junk. It just continued to worsen, so I went to urgent care today, just so they could tell me it was an infection. It isn't strep, but something is wrong. Well, gee thanks, Doc!

So again, I had to postpone a date because of illness. I guess I could've gone and let him listen to my nasty old-lady been smoking for 50 years sounding voice. What a turn-on! And then maybe he would have come down with the gross little infection too! An even bigger turn-on!

Still dateless and sexless in 2010...

Sick...Again...

Yesterday went pretty much according to plan. While I was at the football party, my head began to ache though. It just continued to get worse, so I came home earlier than I'd planned. My face was aching and my head felt heavy. Sinus sufferers should recognize this pain as the onset of a sinus infection. I had been texting with Stalker occasionally since our little dinner date Thursday. I told him he could come over last night and help me pack. He somehow ended up at a party of his own, so he was out much later than I was. He still came by. I was in bed, and he just joined me. I do believe he was a little drunk, because he wasn't conscious very long! That was fine. I felt like shit anyway. Unfortunately, I woke up horny this morning and practically forced Stalker to give me some. Again, we messed up the friend vow! Oh well.

Needless to say, I didn't get up in time to make it to the new church. Once Stalker left, I hopped in the shower. I thought I felt fine until I began my search about town for a Wii. Oh...my head! I had to call and cancel my date with the E-Harmony guy. He understood and agreed to get together sometime this week or next weekend.

My aches and pains didn't stop my search for the Wii though! Wal-Mart has a special going on...Wii's are $199 AND you get a $50 Wal-Mart gift card! I trekked through four different Wal-Marts before I finally found one though! Score! I sent Stalker a text to let him know where I finally found one, because he was planning to catch the deal too. I ended up getting his for him...yes, he's gonna pay me back! So now, I'll be seeing him tonight when he picks up his Wii.

Now I feel worse than ever...the Wii is still in the box.

New Guy

Last weekend I received an email from a man I met on a dating website about a year or so ago. He and I talked on the phone a couple times but never met live and in person. Somehow along the way, we lost touch. I didn't really have time to know if I liked or disliked him, as we never gave it a chance. And I haven't a clue as to why we stopped speaking.

When I checked my email, I was shocked to see his name. He just told me that he had thought of me and was wondering if I remember him. I did, as he was handsome and very nice. It was just the timing of it all, because I had the FWB and a hectic schedule. I emailed him back, and eventually we spoke on the phone Thursday*. It was a nice 2 hour conversation. We talked more that one night than we did in a few phone calls combined a year ago! New Guy is a college football fan like myself, so we made a plan to get together for some football watching and beer drinking...nothing like a Fall Saturday!!

But my health had other plans this Saturday. Yep, I woke up with one of those headaches bright and early. I don't have any migraine medicine!! Oh God, the pain! I spent my morning nursing my aching head and now feel hungover and exhausted. Did I mention they wipe me out for 12-24 hours? When New Guy called, I was in no shape to be witty, cute, and charming. We had to postpone until tomorrow. :(

*I missed the season premiere of Grey's Anatomy for this! Thank goodness for www.abc.com!

It's not a tumor!

That's all. My headaches are not a result of a brain tumor. I got the news on Tuesday, and I just know that you all have been sitting anxiously on the edge of your seats since then! Sorry to keep you waiting. So the next stop? The neurologist on Monday. Let's see what he has to say. *Sigh*

Okay okay...the next blog will be an actual dating blog!

Headaches

I don't usually write about anything too personal on here...well unless you count my (non)dating life!

But I just want to apologize to those for whom I usually leave comments. I've had a difficult time keeping up with blogs lately, because I have been suffering headaches...headaches that make me cry. I finally broke down and went to my doctor. He scheduled an MRI for me tomorrow, and I have the chance to become a victim of a sleep study in the next couple weeks. Yay.

Well anyway, that's why all my favorite bloggers aren't hearing from me as much as usual. It hurts to read and think sometimes.

Let's just hope it's not a tumor! (said in my best Arnold voice!) Sorry, I have to joke in order to restrain the fear. My doctor has me scared to freakin' death.

Sickness, Cabin Fever, and Loneliness

My doctor won't let me go to work for the rest of the week. Yesterday I awoke to a small campfire in my throat! Oh the pain! I managed to crawl out of bed and get ready for work. While driving to work in a torrential downpour, I realized just how badly I felt. As soon as I got into my office, I called and made a doctor's appointment for a couple hours later. I left work early to find out that I have some sort of infection similar to strep. My doctor laughed when I mentioned work. He said, "Haha, you aren't going there until next week!" So I'm stuck at home, miserable. I have very little food and drink. Damn, this is when a husband or boyfriend would come in handy. But nooooo, I have to actually take care of myself! *Off to pout now*