** SURGERY **

Hello everyone.

On 10/9, I will be having minor (at least I hope), elective, outpatient, surgery.

I will be unable to sell for a brief (barring any complications) period of time - I can't even really guess as to how long it will be, to be honest.

Current panty auctions listed will be "it" until such a time as I can resume selling.

Thank you!

GOOD THINGS COME TO THOSE THAT WORK HARD...

THAT'S RIGHT!

TODAY I was officially offered A PROMOTION!

My boss told me last week it would be coming, but didnt want to believe it til it was in writing....SO TODAY I GOT IT, IN WRITING! My best friend was also promoted, and my other girlfriend was promoted a few weeks back.

Of course, I accepted!

Best part is, I get to stay in my same area, get the raise, and take on additional job duties. I'm so happy I could cry - because I love my boss, and didn't want to leave her or what I was doing :)

YAY! GO ME!

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Also - officially going back to school 10/22 - I signed up for class today. I'm kinda excited now, because I think I'll learn a lot of great, usable information in this particular class. And, WOW, textbooks sure have gotten expensive since I was in college last time - unreal! It sucks, we have to pay for those up front and then get reimbursed. Thankfully the tuition never comes out of my pocket (yeah, I have a kick ass job that promotes bettering yourself!).

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Also excited, dodged the overtime bullet this weekend - none of us are working. Thank heavens!

I'm starving, so I'm off to have some pizza rolls..and maybe a stiff drink to celebrate my accomplishment!

Soo...tired.

This overtime thing sucks.

I'm drained and want to do nothing but sleep.

Thank god the month's processing ends soon.

I do believe I might die if it didn't.

I'm going to bed so I can get up and do this shit again tomorrow.

Another crappy ass week...what next!

Warning: Pissing and moaning ahead.

What a shitty week. I knew it was coming, hell the holiday weekend wasn't so great either. I'm having the period from hell this month (which came early) - but I won't bitch about that too much because at least I had one! PHEW.

Shit happens in 3's, right? Here are my three...My car needed brakes = $245. I had to call A plumber to fix my leaking pipe in the basement because "my" plumber never did it = $63. Tomorrow I am having my dryer looked at because it quit working over the weekend. I had to borrow the $ from my parents to pay for all this shit, and if I need a new dryer, guess where that's coming from.

Next bomb? Mandatory OT at work this month - WEEKENDS because its fiscal year end. Fucking bullshit. It was voluntary last year..and we're no busier this year than we were last. I'm not happy. I commute an hour each way, so 8 hours of mandatory OT = 10 hours of my life = an entire day = no life because I'm going to be exhausted.

Also can't take any time off this month because of the above - at least I got my dr's appt approved before hand. Hopefully next month I'll get my tubes tied, clipped, something similar - so getting knocked up will be something I won't ever have to worry about again.

I'm already so sleepy, and we're just getting started. I'm so glad I updated my site this past weekend...who knows when that would have been finished otherwise!

I'm going to go wash my face and collapse on the couch and then slide into bed soon. Too old for lots of stress!!!!

Boys aren't so bright sometimes....WAAAH

OK, can I please SCREAM now? AAAAAH!

So, I thought "the plumber" and I were through. I've been so very sad this past week, thinking he had just walked out of my life via a text message (so hokey, I know). I thought I was fine, but with each passing day, my frown grew, and I realized I really would be lost for some time to come without him - even though our relationship is pretty much only the occasional hang out and hot sex. Regardless, the heart wants what it wants...

Out of the blue, I get a text message from him Thursday night, that he wants to see me..hooray! However, I said "what are you talking about, I thought you pretty much dumped my ass last week" - no response. Well, he shows up at my house at 6am last night/this morning. (I hate when he does that shit, but nevertheless, I'm always happy to see his hotness on my doorstep.)

Of course, he wanted to get frisky - I told him to back off - he had explaining to do...I honestly thought he went back with his WHORE ex - I told him that, and he thought it was funny - "You dont ever have to worry about that baby". The truth of the matter? He thought I was trying to get pregnant because I went off the pill! OMG! Now that is funny! I said - for your information, I went off the pill because it was making me fat and sick, and in 2 weeks I have an appt with my gyno to talk about GETTING MY TUBES TIED! There, convinced now?

As always, communication is key - even if you're relationship is based on a strong physical attraction.

Ugh. Boys, you truly give me a headache sometimes.