1. I'm horrible at pretending I'm busy when I'm not. Horrible. I have no idea how people do it. I mostly just sit there trying to think of something, anything to do. And, because I don't appear busy, people just assume I want to talk to them. Correction. They think I want to hear them talk about themselves. The thing that I really don't get is men assuring me they're brilliant. I had three different men today tell me how they can do figures in their heads - I mean, like they can think faster than a calculator. I tried to stroke their egos, really, I did, but what I wanted to do was roll my eyes and turn my chair around to stare at the blank wall.
2. They have this wild black cat that lives under the stairs at work. And she has five wild kitties. I'm determined to make them my friends but every time I try someone comes walking along and scares them off. Obviously they don't know they're interfering with The Great Cat Whisperer. And her process.
3. I am 100% sure I am not pregnant. So why on earth do I feel like I am? Dizzy, nauseated, sensitive to smells and tastes, exhausted, sore, skin sensitive to even the lightest touch. The worst thing about all of this is that the smell of bacon cooking Saturday morning almost set me retching. This cannot be. Because I love bacon. And I cannot be separated from it.
4. I am six weeks into my massage internship. And I still only have 12.5 hours completed. The school keeps jerking me around - won't give me a set time and place to massage. I have to call about every-other-day to see if I can get on the schedule, giving me no time to actually book someone. And all of the people who said they wanted a massage from me have gotten tired of me answering, "I don't know" when they ask when they can book. They've given up. At the beginning, the plan was to be done in eight weeks. Now it looks like sixteen.
5. I'm ready for fall. It's still in the mid-90's here. Good grief. When will it get cooler?
5 comments:
Erin, one can never be 100% sure that they're not pregnant. Ask my sister who got preggers on a 99.99%effective IUD. If you want to barf at the smell of bacon, you must be preggers bc, let me assure you, universally, the smell of bacon is an awesome aroma - even to vegetarians, I think!
Karl made bacon when I was pregnant with Isabelle & the smell was so foul to my blood hound nose that we slept with the window open for 3 months (it was winter!)....I swear it was stuck in the paint. I couldn't eat bacon again for about 2 years! Yikes :)
when i worked at early head start, some lady didn't find out she was pregnant until she was 5 months along. we all thought...how could that be? well, apparently, she had signs she was still cycling, which after talking to a doctor, can happen. everything smelled bad to me when I was pregnant. i didn't understand all the cravings talk because i didn't want to eat anything. i also know someone who got pregnant on one of those iud s. i still think you need to read my favorite book (TCOYF). maybe you could read that at your desk while you're not busy.
Reasons I know I'm not pregnant - I'm cycling normally. And by normally, I mean heavily. I read up on the cycling while pregnant and it says if there's red blood, you're not pregnant. Is that too much information?
And, I've taken $40 worth of pregnancy tests. All of them have come back negative.
So why this sudden aversion to bacon...and many, many other things?
Maybe you're just like Remy on Ratatouille and you have this amazing gift and you should become an award winning chef. Your sense of smell could actually be just like in that movie where Remy smelled out the rat poison and saved his whole colony! Maybe something is wrong with the bacon!! Holy cow, Sherlock, I think I figured it out!!!!!!
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