It took way too long to write about nothing

Shit shit shit…. An invoice I submitted at work for payment before the end of the fiscal year, to the tune of 10’s of thousands of dollars, wasn’t paid out of the budget in time for year end. I know it got up to accounts payable before March 31, but I also know that it was about 2 weeks after I received the invoice that it was sent up. I went to get an internal mail envelope from my stash very late last month and the envelop I picked out had the invoice in it! Already addressed to AP. I must have accidentally picked it up off my desk on day with empty envelopes and put it away in my cubby. OOPS! It’s shitty that money will need to come out of this year’s budget and the money earmarked for it in last years budget is now lost…probably being applied to some provincial deficit somewhere cuz God knows there’s lots of those floating around right now. But I won’t get started on “the economy” (I can’t stop putting the words “the economy” in quotes. I even quote it with my fingers when talking out loud – it’s that a weird habit to develop?!)

I’m on hold right now with Health Link. Apparently I’ve been indirectly exposed to Fifth’s Disease – some childhood virus that causes a rash. I don’t think it could make me sick, in fact that’s not what I care about – the fact that I work with people that are in and out of the Children’s Hospital on a daily basis is more of a concern. Haha – maybe health Link will tell me I need to be in quarantine or something. That would be good – then I could be home tomorrow when landlord is snooping around “checking the plumbing” – whatever – he’s just a nosy fool. We’ll probably end up with some kind of warning or something – the cats have really destroyed the walls from jumping up on the window ledges. Another reason not to live underground (basement) – cats will find any way to get up to the window to look at what’s going on outside. (and then try to get in a fight with mangy cat on the outside of the window).

Holy crap…I’ve been on hold for 9 minutes already. Good thing I’m not sick. This province, health care system…everything it seems is going to hell in a hand-basket. Blame it on “the economy”.

I had appointment number 3 with my psychologist yesterday. I’m a it frustrated because so far it’s been talk therapy – which is good – I do feel better to get that stuff off my chest. But the “multi-disciplinary” approach seems to be lacking. I wanted a med review and made that clear when I fist called the intake line – maybe once this Doctor gets her report and plan of action written up for me there will be different treatment planned than talk therapy and CBT – been there done that…back again.

So it’s almost 3 hours since I finished that last sentence. I’ve been sitting in a meeting for the past hour and a half listening to more “financial climate” talk. I’m drained. And it’s only noon. Spectacular.

And now it’s an hour after the above (where is time going today) and I’m stuffed. I had leftover pasta for lunch but in a moment of weakness (low energy today) I bought a rich, decadent brownie to cap off my lunch. I feel like I need a forklift now….just to get out of my chair. Not that I have anywehere to go – there’s still 3 hours of worktime left and another hour before Rob picks me up. That sucks.

I’m had a couple of “wtf”’s in my head that I waned to write about. I’ll point form them now, so I can come back and elaborate. My concentration is nil right now – I’m in a carbohydrate haze. Naptime anyone?

WTF’s:

–         bathroom patrol at work

–         making personal dinner reservations for my boss

–         pirate wedding

–         arranging massage appointments for our staff