Yep! It's a messy taryn day. Pants that are too big, shirt that hugs too much, sloppy pony tail with hair wisping down all around my tired face. Been up since 5am and at work since 630am and running like a chicken with it's head cut off til now. Love to help and be needed, but only needed because some people are complete morons when they get around electronics. The supervisor comes dashing up to my office "I need your help!" (Of course I have to go running to another building across the campus to fix the problem *shakes head*) I get down there to find the data projector showing blue screen with no RGB feed. And so I check the lines, and then the laptop it's attached to... turn to the supervisor: "Mary, it helps if you turn the laptop on" I say.
Yes, this is why I'm so desperately needed here. Lots of this kind of stuff. I came in yesterday morning because my boss told me on friday that no one would be here to do the 9am report, which only 3 of us have access to. I got here yesterday and both of the others were here but neither one had done the report. I was fuming!!!!! I drove in from Estacada for an hour's worth of work when I didn't need to! So I stayed for a few more hours and got some other stuff done. And today I'm helping out again. I must have stupid written all over my face.
The anxiety part comes from the doctor's appointment I'm supposed to have on friday. I get to find out if I need surgery on my ears. Since 1998 I have had major earaches, crackling, pressure, fluid behind the ear drum issues, and it makes it so I can't hear my own voice inside my head [which I like to blame some of my pitch problems on ;)]. I most likely can't hear %100 or like normal, so I'm excited to get that fixed, but not excited if it means surgery on both ears, clearing our scar tissue from my eustation tubes. That won't be fun nor would tubes in my ears, but if it helps with the crackling and hearing thing then I guess I suffer to reap the benefits. But my heart thuds just thinking about it. Yikes! And thursday I have a Dr. appt to figure out why we aren't getting pregnant, Oh boy!. These just are not fun appointments, I will be a blubbering idiot by thursday night. So, forgive me if I'm a little less social when I go out this week. I hate to admit that I have weaknesses but these two things freak me out.
Ok, you all have a nice day.