28 August, 2016


I've got my 20 jobs logged and ready to be downloaded by my counselor on Wednesday. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
I applied for one that's quite close. I could ride my bike to get to work. My husband's bosses brother works there. I asked him to put a bee in her ear. 

 I'm supposed to go to the WorkForce office and apply for classes there. It's really a pain when the kid has my car. We've got to figure out how to get him a car of his own. This can't continue. If he's going to continue to use my car he needs to pay for the insurance and part of the payment. Plus we don't charge him rent. 

Of course, the DOL saga continues. Still no reply. I am so frustrated that if I could afford it, I'd fly to SFO, rent a car and go to their offices and complain in person. If there is no mail from them on Monday, then I will write to the Department of Labor in DC. Today I tweeted to them. Will have to check tomorrow if I get an answer. 

 Well,I don't have anything else to say. 

Time for football and a book. 


22 August, 2016


So I'm on all sorts of job boards, LinkedIn, Indeed.com, CareerBuilder.com, CraigsList. I have to have 20 applications in a week. That's 4 a day. The problem is, and I have told my career counselor person that if I sit at my computer, in my new fancy thoracic support chair, I get terrible neck spasms and both my hands cramp. My left-hand cramps so bad, I can hardly unroll it. Talk to me about working in an office 40 hours a week and typing and dialing phones? Ain't gonna happen.

To go on with the DoL saga. I wrote to the head honcha there today. I asked why I have no response after 4 letters to my CE? I'm supposed to have medical care for life. Seems like they want to deny me by not approving my new doctor. Maybe they are afraid that he'll say I should not be working, I should have PT on my shoulder and my neck and I should keep taking meds to stop the pain. We shall see what happens, eh?

The dogs and I took a nap this afternoon. I had to get up early and take my Mom to the eye doctor for her shot for her macular degeneration. She had a bad shot today. So she and the dog relaxed and watched tv. On the way home from the shot, we went to Denny's so she could have oatmeal and I had the cinnamon bread pancakes. I've had the strawberry and vanilla cream as well. I think I'll go back to my slam and forget the pancakes. 

So life goes on. I am hoping fall comes soon with the gray overcast mornings and cool afternoons. Yeah and I have the winning lottery ticket too. Doubt if we'll see good weather till October. IT would be nice if the jet stream dropped our way and dropped a lot of rain. The fire danger is so high, I have to use my inhaler because of the smoke. 

Peace to all and goodnight.

11 August, 2016


Certificate of Proficiency
Office Management Systems
PCI College

I did it. 

Now can I sleep?????

10 August, 2016

One more sleep and it's over

I've got one more class after today. Doesn't seem possible that 6 months have passed. Monday I start the placement game, but that will also be tentative until I get to see a new doctor and get a clearance. Today my shoulder feels like someone has stepped on it. Not good. I'm tempted to take a pain pill, which I did. Might as well be comfortable and goofy.

All these police shootings and police being shot at. What good does it do? Being the child of a police officer, we were taught to respect them. We knew that some were great and some were not. That is a problem all through life. 

I will be glad when the co my son works for decides to send him away on a traveling job. I'll get my car back. 

Right now I need to leave. 


08 August, 2016

A Happy Woman's Life Book Page 92

A Happy Woman's Life Book Page 92

By Amulbunny   
August 8, 2016

Outside my window72, overcast and humid

I am thinking tomorrow morning it’s the nail salon

I am thankful for ceiling fans and windows

From the learning rooms …  I have 3 more days of this DOL mandated class. How the time has flown.

I can't believe .. . all the doctor’s appts I’ve got coming up

From the kitchen . . . We had ribs and mac n cheese tonight

I am wearing  jeans and a nice shirt.

I am creating . . . trying to get to like the new HP script/book.

I am going. . .  to work on my resume tomorrow   

I am reading. . . whatever strikes my fancy

I am hoping that the kids' check comes in and he’ll pay his half of the insurance

I am hearing Riddick for the umpteenth time

Around the house2 dogs, husband

One of my favorite thingsnew shoes

A few plans for the rest of the week
1.  Finish this class
2.  Teach on Friday
3.  Have a quiet weekend.

Here is a picture for thought I am sharing:

da sleepy bunny

06 August, 2016

Stress Related Illnesses. TMI if you want

My gut and I have an agreement. As long as everything is hunky dory, and going well, it will behave. If I have the least amount of stress, it will go wild and I will spend an aggregate of 2 or more hours in the bathroom. Not to mention my bladder and its mind of its own. 

I thought this would be a nice quiet Saturday. The mail came and my son got some mail, and it wasn't quite what he expected. He exploded. Then his father, who was on his ass watching Ancient Aliens, got into it, and I asked them both to settle down. The husband then says to me, go pray to your sky fairy, you know there isn't anyone up there to listen to you here or there. Steam is coming out of my ears. 

I go outside and start moving dirt out of a large empty planter that is out there. I'm going to put my poor little Meyer Lemon in it. Well, the bottom of the huge planter is cracked and there are roots from the tree coming through. I try to crack them and that's not good for my shoulder,I sit down and wait a bit and start again. Finally, the husband comes out and says let me try. (he's trying to be nice... he's already on the shit list for not telling work when he wanted to take his vacation and someone else got it, and I had to cancel it). 

So he digs down further and grabs the roots and cuts them off. Adds more planting mix and cuts the plastic container the lemon tree has been in for several years; puts it in and pours the rest of the potting soil around it. I lost 2 little lemons, but there are 5 more on the plant + blossoms. Maybe this year they will grow and we'll have decent lemons. This is what I hope it will look like someday:

Right now it's not that great.

In other things, I cancelled class Friday night because of aforementioned physical problems. I'll be hunting bear next week. I also talked to the president of the college about grading and he said because it's general ed and not really an academic school be gentle. So they'll get C- and above. No D's. Too bad. 

One more week of school for me. It's career week, do resumes, practice interviews, the whole 9 yards. And Thursday one last typing test and I graduate. Whoopee. No big party for me. Not enough people, and if they do, it'll be chicken and pizza. I'd rather have an antipasto salad from Guiliano's than that. I am not involved in that. 

Peace out.