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Feeling My Age
Aug. 1st, 2007 08:31 amI got this email from my sister and, not being the type to spam people with chain letters and crap but feeling it merited some commentary, I decided to spam my flist with it ^_^
Not Everyone Likes Onions
May. 15th, 2007 01:27 pmIt's amazing what happens in the span of a little over twelve hours between posts.
I got next to no sleep last night because of some little crawly critter either in my room, in an adjacent room or between the walls making annoying-if-not-creepy noises all night last night. Now, I have a (possibly unnatural) fear of mice. Spiders and insects I can deal with. It's called a shoe. But when I see a mouse zipping across my room or hear one making skritchy sounds nearby, I grab for the nearest broom and scream for the cat (or a vastly braver adult will do). When it's 1:00 am and I am wide awake with the fear of some diseased rodent possibly crawling around the foot of my bed, I am NOT getting to sleep.
I sat up in bed for an hour getting up the courage just to get up and look behind my bookcase to see if anything was there. Nothing was there, so I thought it was on the other side of the wall on the stairs. Another half an hour, I got up the guts to go look there. Nothing. THEN, I remembered that my room also shares a wall with the storage cupboard under the stairs [insert obligatory Dursleys joke here], which, the door to that room is on the other end of the hallway. I finally convinced myself to lay down and get a little more sleep, but by this time, it was almost 3:00, so deep relaxing sleep was not happening.
When I woke up this morning, I got my mom to come downstairs with me to see if we could find anything, but there was no sign of any creature anywhere. Just some really weird scratching noises coming from the wall behind my bookcase. It might not even be a mouse, who knows? This is why I'm for an indoor cat. My parents hate having any animals in the house, but the way I see it, it's worth all the litter box duty in the world if I can have a mouse-free living area. (And those weird noises are still coming and I'm still hating this).
In other news, I GOT A JOB INTERVIEW!!! It's an editing position for a company in Salt Lake. But, like pretty much everything in my life, this cannot go smoothly. I got the e-mail from the manager today, asking me to call him before 11:30 to set up a time for me to come. I was the only one home and it was quarter to eleven and I wasn't sure when my parents would be back. I knew that they were going to town tomorrow, so I figured it would be okay if I set a time for then and I could hitch a ride with them. I called the guy, set up a time and got all giggly because I spent three hours yesterday on Monster trying to figure out all the complexities of sending a good resume (this job was not one of the ones on Monster, incidentally. This one was in the want ads in the newspaper).
Mom and Dad came back and I told them the good news and this was their response: "Tomorrow? Couldn't you have done it for Thursday?" In all the excitement, I had forgotten that I was going to take my mom's Activity Day girls group tomorrow because the reason my parents were going into town was for some business thingy that they both need to do (but who actually knows if it'll happen tomorrow anyway) and my mom was going to do some birthday shopping for me and my dad (our birthday is Thursday - send cookies ^_^). So, now, my excitement is now just a feeling of being an inconvenience and a burden and I'm not as excited about this opportunity as I was. The dumb part is that this was one job I actually wanted - not just something I was applying for because I'm poor and need/want to move to town where there are people - and now it's turning into poop.
Why can't I just have one thing where I can say "'kay, I've got a job interview and I'm going to go no matter what other stupid things come up and I don't have to depend on someone else."
Love from,
Jenny Wildcat
I got next to no sleep last night because of some little crawly critter either in my room, in an adjacent room or between the walls making annoying-if-not-creepy noises all night last night. Now, I have a (possibly unnatural) fear of mice. Spiders and insects I can deal with. It's called a shoe. But when I see a mouse zipping across my room or hear one making skritchy sounds nearby, I grab for the nearest broom and scream for the cat (or a vastly braver adult will do). When it's 1:00 am and I am wide awake with the fear of some diseased rodent possibly crawling around the foot of my bed, I am NOT getting to sleep.
I sat up in bed for an hour getting up the courage just to get up and look behind my bookcase to see if anything was there. Nothing was there, so I thought it was on the other side of the wall on the stairs. Another half an hour, I got up the guts to go look there. Nothing. THEN, I remembered that my room also shares a wall with the storage cupboard under the stairs [insert obligatory Dursleys joke here], which, the door to that room is on the other end of the hallway. I finally convinced myself to lay down and get a little more sleep, but by this time, it was almost 3:00, so deep relaxing sleep was not happening.
When I woke up this morning, I got my mom to come downstairs with me to see if we could find anything, but there was no sign of any creature anywhere. Just some really weird scratching noises coming from the wall behind my bookcase. It might not even be a mouse, who knows? This is why I'm for an indoor cat. My parents hate having any animals in the house, but the way I see it, it's worth all the litter box duty in the world if I can have a mouse-free living area. (And those weird noises are still coming and I'm still hating this).
In other news, I GOT A JOB INTERVIEW!!! It's an editing position for a company in Salt Lake. But, like pretty much everything in my life, this cannot go smoothly. I got the e-mail from the manager today, asking me to call him before 11:30 to set up a time for me to come. I was the only one home and it was quarter to eleven and I wasn't sure when my parents would be back. I knew that they were going to town tomorrow, so I figured it would be okay if I set a time for then and I could hitch a ride with them. I called the guy, set up a time and got all giggly because I spent three hours yesterday on Monster trying to figure out all the complexities of sending a good resume (this job was not one of the ones on Monster, incidentally. This one was in the want ads in the newspaper).
Mom and Dad came back and I told them the good news and this was their response: "Tomorrow? Couldn't you have done it for Thursday?" In all the excitement, I had forgotten that I was going to take my mom's Activity Day girls group tomorrow because the reason my parents were going into town was for some business thingy that they both need to do (but who actually knows if it'll happen tomorrow anyway) and my mom was going to do some birthday shopping for me and my dad (our birthday is Thursday - send cookies ^_^). So, now, my excitement is now just a feeling of being an inconvenience and a burden and I'm not as excited about this opportunity as I was. The dumb part is that this was one job I actually wanted - not just something I was applying for because I'm poor and need/want to move to town where there are people - and now it's turning into poop.
Why can't I just have one thing where I can say "'kay, I've got a job interview and I'm going to go no matter what other stupid things come up and I don't have to depend on someone else."
Love from,
Jenny Wildcat
