Ok, yeah. I've neglected both Vox and LJ... I've become addicted to Facebook instead.
I was denied funding for school and so am NOT attending college again. That resulted in about three days of bed-hugging and refusal to acknowledge the world. Dave even spoke with the school about it. They had guarenteed me the funds, and then told me I didn't qualify. Bastards. Though I STILL want to go.
Dave worked at Meijer for a little bit, but then found a better job at a manufacturing plant through a temp agency. Actually, this past monday was his first day as a regular employee instead of a temp, I'm so proud of him.
My anxiety hit the roof and I had a nice, six-week long anxiety attack until they put me on a heavy dose of Valium daily. I get to take up to 16mg of Valium a day! I'm so special. I can play with the dosage, per doctor instructions. It's highest dosage is 4mg, four times a day. I've had days I took none, I've had days I took all of it, but mostly I do about 2-4mg/day.
My sister took me LARPing (live action role-play) while I tested out the Valium, and I rediscovered my love of RPing, I just wish I could afford (time and money) to join a LARP group in the area.
My little sister got word just yesterday that she is, indeed, the recipient of a Bachelor's degree in Forensic Biology! Apparently, they had to audit her transcripts to verify that she met the requirements, which took them forever. I'm so very proud of her, and my brother, for being able to do what I couldn't do.
Due to my anxiety, I was forced to take two months off work, thankfully I had Short-Term Disability, which paid me 75% of my base pay, but I still ended up coming up very short. So we couldn't pay certain bills... and now we've been evicted from the lovely city of Canton and are currently residing at Dave's father's house, which he barely lives at anyway. Our bed takes up nearly the whole room... man were we spoiled in Canton. I miss it.
I'm trying to transfer Meijer stores, but there's so many road-blocks. Now that I have full-time status, I have to jump through hoops to transfer, and it's nearly impossible for me to drop my status back to part-time and still pay bills. Though I'd love to become part-time again. So I'm currently using up my vacation time while I search for a transfer.
Today, I turn 27. An age I never really thought I would reach. I'm in a position I never thought I would be in, and I'm taking more meds on a daily basis than I thought I would ever need before I turned fifty. I have a husband, a cat, a father-in-law who just happened to still own a house he doesn't want right when I was in need of shelter, and my communication with verbal words improves daily.
I've finally found the one thing that I really want to do with my life... and it's currently beyond my reach. So I'll start with making doll clothes, and work my way up.
I've most likely missed a few things here and there, but I think I've covered all the BIG stuff. Anyway, if you want to keep up with me beyond this, friend me on facebook, Alexandria McKnight, my pic is a lovely winged mage.
~Lexa/Rosi/Nevyik
So! I've taken the plunge, the dive, the leap of faith (or hope). I.... have enrolled in college again.
Not just any college, a college that is geared towards hands-on learning, smaller class sizes, and creative thinking. I have enrolled with the International Academy for Design & Technology.
I go next week to figure out financial aide stuff to help pay for everything, and to pick out my first classes. I'll start in April. I've enrolled in the Fashion Design Bachelor's Degree program. My parents are just happy I'm gonna get a degree of SOME SORT.
My husband is very supportive and I've even gotten out the old costume designer's sketch pad again. The officials at the school saw one I did a little while ago and were very pleased with it.
I can't wait to learn everything I need to.
I'm in dread, but thankfully I have ativan!
Oh! And my latest psychiatrist has added zoloft to my welbutrin and doubled my dose of ambien, which I am forever forgetting to take until it's too late.
Yay for new starts, that we'll probably move closer to my parents at the end of our lease this year since it's closer to school, and huzzah for courage and life-altering sharp turns!
So my brother and his girlfriend planned a pre-thanksgiving/family meet&greet thing for yesterday. One of the first things I noticed when we walked in (just past late but before fashionably late) was that pretty much the color scheme that everyone had chosen (by accident) was black and purple!
I was rather amused by this. After greeting all the future in-laws and friends (D and myself had long since decided that my brother should merry this girl) and settling down with the kids and being constantly plowed into by my shy little girl, I noticed my brother's girl slip out with her best friend.
A little while later, my brother puts on his jacket, announces that it's his friend's anniversary and he's got a gift for him, and hands the dude a ring box... E popped it open and looked stunned, which is when I noticed my brother's girlie slip back in... wearing a very beautiful white dress and holding a bouquet.
Her mom cried (I later found out that this is the first wedding for her children that she's even been to, the rest had all eloped), I cried, the food was awesome...
After the ceremony (the only, ONLY people who knew before hand were the couple, the priest, and the maid of honor, who probably found out when she went to help get the bride into her dress), I took my brother aside...
I nearly punched him, told him my crappy ass mental status, then hugged him and cried all over him.
It was beautiful.
So now I have another sister-in-law, which is awesome, my father owes my mom $50 (apparently there was a bet that this would have something to do with a wedding), and my brother pulled off the biggest awesome (I think he trumped my wedding, even) in a long time.
On a side note, I have been un-medicated for several days now. My doctor decided he didn't need to call me back when I asked him to, and since I need a total medication change, no other doctor will see me and mine has left the state until tuesday. I'm going to try again with the office tomorrow, but if I cannot manage to get in to see anyone, I will probably end up in the hospital.
I've gotten very tired of this rollercoaster of emotions and if D and the kids weren't around... I donno what I'd do.
Also, today is D's side of the family's Thanksgiving dinner and my step-son's birthday party (he turns 11 on the 26th), and I'm about ready to just lock myself in the bedroom.
I had told D last week that I wanted to be hospitalized, but he talked me into waiting... which I'm glad for, otherwise I would have missed my brother's wedding.
Otherwise, everything is FUBAR and just plain old SNAFU in my end of the world.
'Appy Talk lyke a Pyrate Day!
My last free night before I go back to work... yay for vacations!
D is off testing at the post office again. I hope he gets in. His dad said that the job he's applying for usually starts at 19/hr. 10/hr would rock, 19 rocks my world. D's dad is, by the way, a union steward for the USPS. I sure hope he gets the job.
D's gift to me for my b-day last month may be arriving today, tomorrow, or next week early-ish. I hope it gets here today. I can't wait to see what the heckle-fires he ordered me that got stopped at another country's customs!
I'm considering starting to take B vitamins since when I take an energy shot thingie (which is mostly thus) I feel almost normal. I want to talk to my Psych about it, but I won't see him until Nov. Oh well.
Avast! Yarr! Walk t' plank ye landlubbers!
Ok, the news is in, sorta. D's possible jobs are pretty well nixed. The work economy is horrible.
The super-awesome job chose someone else.
The not-as-good-but-still-awesome job said they'd call him two days ago... and didn't. So it's shot. He is considering going back to IKEA to try and get hired again there.
I have one more day of work before a week of vacation. I cannot wait *sighs happily*
Ok, still waiting for Dave's interviews to pan out, however we probably won't hear from them until next week monday since BOTH of the HR ladies are on vacation this week.
Still waiting for the great gods of Luck to bless us with a winning lotto ticket.
And still waiting for my birthday :-) Which is tomorrow. At about 11:54 a.m. if I remember correctly. It's been a while since I saw my birth certificate.
In other news, I'm wearing that super cute babydoll top/dress that goes to my knees :-) YAY for cute, short dresses. I have calves that like, at least ;-)
Ok, so D said the interview went splendidly. The perks are awesome, the pay is decent, and it's maybe 30 minutes away. Not bad. I hope he gets it. I hope I hope I hope. *sighs*
Yay for end-of-summer colds. *snurffles* And, on top of being sick, I gave it to D grrr.
D is at an interview for some new company. This is the second location that has called him up this week. I'm personally hoping he gets the job he has already interviewed at this week. Teamster is a good goal and that's what he would be. His father would be pleased and I would be happy he had job security. I really don't want him stuck at Meijer for long.
And if he gets in that place, I can apply also once he's secure in his job there. They (so he says) obviously care for their employees. Unlike Meijer.
Did some cleaning today since the kids are coming over later. Very fun. But things that have been needing cleaning since the wedding were finally taken care of :) Yay.
Missy is probably annoyed though since I took her box away. She'll get another one eventually, but this one has had it and needed to go.
Waiting for D to come home so he can help me finish the kids' room and adjust the table and a few other things. Then just our room and the storage room need cleaning :-p
If you were guaranteed an answer to any question you have, what would you ask and of whom?
Submitted by Cicero7590.
I would probably go straight to the source and ask the PTBs "Why am I here?" Nice, vague, and hopefully comes with a nice happy answer.
In other news, my mom's father's sister died friday morning. She's been sick as long as I can remember. She was home on hospice the last few years. So the latest family reunion is going to be another funeral. At least I managed to give everyone something positive to deal with this past spring with my wedding.
What was the last thing you built with your own hands?
Submitted by Nick.
Ok, the last thing I built with my hands... does that include put-it-together-yourself furniture? 'cause that was a side table that I bought at Ikea. Otherwise... um... I don't think I've ever built something from scratch *shrugs*
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Mina B. said:
Argh! You have a birthday?!? I forget all about these things >_<Happy Birthday in advance Lexa! read more
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[this is good]Job market is worse than horrible, job market is completely and utterly DEAD! And weather yes, anything south of Michigan... read more
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Ye be walkin' t'plank fore I do wench!Good luck to D. I know that the job market in Michigan is... read more
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