day 6 of 2WW

Another slightly uneventful day.  I mentioned that I'm training this d-bag  at work, right? He means well but man, is he unmotivated.  I really can't stand people like him.  He wants me to work my schedule around his, which isn't going to happen.  He's very ditzy and very unreliable.  The ditz bit I can deal with.  The unreliability is a no-go for me.  He's supposed to be training and I have wacky hours lately, but they are the same everyday (minus visitation days), so easy to grasp when I'm there.  Also, I've texted him the hours at least 4 times in the past 3 days on top of telling him verbally at least twice.  I work 12-1p everyday.  Then 5-7.  Just until we get more patients.  Yesterday (he was supposed to meet me on several occasions, btw) he texted me at 1:15.  He was supposed to be there around 12:00. Again, I work 12-1p.  He said 'Hey Fallon. I'm just waiting on UPS for a very important package.  I will be there by 2 at the latest. Thanks'  And I was just like... you have GOT to be kidding me. Again, I told him the hours followed by a 'Well, I will not be here at 2.  I closed at 1:15 and have been waiting the past 15 minutes to see if you'd show up and we could at least go over a few things like balancing the books (since there were no patients present, couldn't practice interaction or things of the like).  He says 'Oh. Well okay. How about tomorrow night we can practice balancing and I can come in from 12-1 to watch you work.' I said 'Sure, you can come in anytime as long as it's when I'm WORKING.' He said okay.

I get a text at about, oh I don't know... 3:00p.  He says 'Hey, I'm leaving my house soon and I'll be there by 4:00.' My jaw must've hit the ground, I'm sure of it. All I can think of is the myriad of swear words that I uttered (oh yes--aloud, by myself) at home while reading that.  Wow.  I said 'Sure. Go ahead. I will see you when I get there at five.'  I'll wrap it up now.  He ended up showing up at 6:00p.  He texted me before 6, and said he'd be there at 5:00. I mentioned it had been a slow day so I might close at 6:30. Things ended up picking up, so I wanted to stay till 7.  He had to go at 6:30 because he had a meeting in South Pasadena at 7. He was there 30 minutes. 10 minutes after he got there, he said he'd be back because he was taking a smoke break. Again, jaw to floor.  I said nothing. This moron is sort of like my assistant.  I work 7 days a week, a couple times a day and I need a couple days off here and there, especially with fertility and potential baby visits.  My boss knew that so he hired a 'filler' to be on call.  I have a funeral/service to attend for my uncle Ross this Sunday.  Sunday is a visitation day.  It will also be this dudes first day working alone.  He doesn't seem smart, but any idiot can do this work.. mostly. Or at least struggle through it.  Gee, he's had 2 weeks (my boss thought he'd been coming regularly) to train.  Imagine---if he'd show up half of those 14 days, he just might be able to swing it Sunday. But I digress..

[Again, boys... stop reading.. TMI!]

Baby things! So, I read online about cervix position and where it typically is and what it feels like when you're pregnant.  It's not a for sure thing at all to determine early pregnancy, but I checked mine out anyway. Before I read in depth online, I checked mine. I jumped a little because it was very soft.  The first thing that came to mind was an over ripened fruit--which later, I would read that exact comparison online.  Apparently, your cervix lifts up farther inside of you when you're ovulating, and the opening is well, open and very soft.  If you become pregnant that cycle, it will retain that position but the cervix will close.  It will remain soft and high.  If you do not become pregnant, it will still close but tends to drop back down and become hard---like an unripe fruit.  Like I said, kinda meaningless. Apparently, a woman's cervix can hold many different positions even throughout the course of a day---so who knows! But it was neat to have at least one 'symptom.'

[Boys, you may begin reading again..]

So I made the mistake of making my (in)famous sugared pecans last night. Baaad idea.  There is no way those things are going to last a week.  I need to come up with a hiding space.  Out of human and snout reach.  It inspired me to make some for my best friend Ali and her hubby.  They eat low carb, so I'm going to substitute the sugar for granulated splenda.  Of course, they only sold it in a big ol' bag so I got the generic as it was only $6.99 as opposed to $8.99.  I'm sure we'll use it though.  We darn well should with this PCOS thing. Anywho, I wanted nothing more than to buy pounds upon pounds of pecans to make an infinite number of candied creations but dang! I swear the price of holiday nuts goes up at the beginning of November.  Or maybe that's the only time I purchase them.  The cheapest I could find was $6.50 a pound.  Not terrible considering they are to die for.

Yikes! Sons of Anarchy is starting.  I'd say I'd come back and finish in an hour but this is a ridiculously long blog at any rate.  Toodles!