Saturday 9--Be True to Your School

1. What was your favorite subject in high school?

AP English. I *like* reading and writing papers. Go figure.

2. Do you watch reality shows? Which ones?

I've gone through phases of reality shows. I've watched, at one time or another, the model one, the tool one, the culinary one, the rockstar one, and the dancing one. Lost interest pretty quick, but they were all interesting for a time. Right now, I'm not interested in any of them.

3. What's your favorite all time reality show?

They all have their pluses and minuses. I think I liked the culinary one the best of all.

4. Do you feel "reality" shows are real or are they faked?

Faked. Ultimately, the producers control the outcome.

5. What did you look like when you were a teenager?

Pretty much the same as I look now, but younger. It's not like I grew horns or anything as I got older.

6. Whose advice do you listen to?

My husbands

7. How often are you sick?

More than I'd like

8. Do you like or dislike change?

Hate it.

9. How many times in your life have you had a broken heart?

More than a few, less than a dozen.

Randomness

I have never been so glad to be at work as I was this morning after spending a couple of days at the building from hell. I could have kissed the floor.

On the down side, I'll be spending more time at said building from hell trying to help them clear their tags. Frankly, I don't think it's going to happen on the first go around, which will mean fines and a 6 month survey cycle. I just don't see how the plan of correction that boss lady and I wrote in the last two days can be implemented in a week. A week.

Vacation coming up next week. My father's 70th birthday on the 13th. My mom's throwing him a big party, so I'm making the trip up to SC to attend. He loves submarine books (he served in the Navy Sub Service), so I bought him a beautiful edition of a classic--Run Silent, Run Deep. It was the first submarine book I ever read. A classic book for a classic man. I hope he enjoys it.

It's finally starting to act like fall around here. I love the cool weather!

Brain Dead

I had an all day, half the night session writing the plan of correction at the other building yesterday. The administrator from my building joined us, which is awesome, because she and I have been writing plans of correction together for 6 years. This monster was 88 pages long. The building got more than 20 federal tags, a slew of state "N" tags, and around 10 life safety "K" tags.

We finished all but two of the whole bunch yesterday. I'm stiff and sore from hunching over a laptop all day, and my brain is somewhat checked out. I'm due back there at 11am today to finish this beast up and get it sent to corporate for approval, so it can be sent to the state.

All I can say is I'm damn glad that I'm not the one who actually has to implement this plan of correction, and fix this horribly broken building. It is literally a nightmare, and I don't want to have anything to do with it. The new DON there will have her hands full. I really don't see them clearing these citations on the first re-survey considering date certain is next week, so they'll end up on a admissions moratorium and a 6 month survey cycle, but maybe that's what they need. It's just a mess.

I'll be glad to go back to my home building.

Therapy Sucks

I am finally, after 10 years, making a concerted effort in therapy to deal with some gigantic issues that hang around my neck. They're always with me, and they really effect my life. So, therapy.

We're going to do EMDR, which should desensitize me to some of the more painful stuff. Today, just talking to her about what we're going to work on was enough to put me in a highly anxious state for the whole afternoon. Which sucks. I'm still somewhat anxious. I'm trying to do some deep breathing and settle and center myself. I'm in my safe place which is right here on my couch, computer on my lap. I've taken my Neurontin, which usually takes the edge off.

I sincerely hope it's not going to be like this every time I have a therapy appointment. I'm going to keep going though, come hell or high water. This has got to be done.

Sunday Notes

I've decided to pass on Sunday Stealing this week, because I've already done the meme back on October 15. You can find it here, if you're interested.

I've got one goal for today, and that's to get the bathrooms cleaned. Otherwise it's surfing, and reading, and napping. Wish me luck!

Saturday 9--She's a Beauty

1. Do you consider yourself beautiful?

Yes. I'm not a model or anything, but I've got a pretty good self image. Especically since I lost all the weight.

2. Do you think you have a great sense of humor?

I don't know about that. I miss the point of jokes sometimes, and tend to think in the negative more than I should.

3. What is the funniest thing you ever said?

I have no idea.

4. What's the funniest thing you ever did?

Again, no idea.

5. In a partner, how important are looks?

I'm much more attracted to brains and wit than I am to looks.

6. In a partner, how important is sense of humor?

Important. I like someone who can make me laugh.

7. What's the funniest thing a partner ever said?

My husband makes me laugh almost daily.

8. What's the funniest thing a partner ever did?

His dancing. He makes dance moves up for laughs, and it works every time.

9. In a partner, how important is intelligence?

It's THE most important thing. He's the most intelligent person I know.