Long Days and Gradudation

So I survived my week of working 3 13 hour days. And now that it is Thursday, and officially my weekend, I have to say that I love it. 13 hour days really are not that bad. It did not feel extremely long like I thought it would. Plus, I work with providers who love me and think i'm terrific and Mckenna, who makes me laugh and helps me out a lot. So overall, good. I did get yelled at by some patients, but I also had plenty of patients tell me how cute I am. And I have also discovered Healthy Choice and Lean Cuisine meals, which are pretty good. Biggest bonus, is that I avoid all the gossip and bad feelings of the other side of the office.

With all this work change, I have completely lost track of time. I keep thinking that it is still March and catch myself trying to write march on paperwork at work. Then yesterday, Brad reminded me that he is graduating next week! Crap! He hasn't ordered a tassel yet or mailed out announcements! So today I mailed announcements and called a bunch of places online. I found one place that won't make me order a billion tassels. I just hope it gets here soon, cause we kind of need it in 7 days!

But Easter is next week and my parents will be here! I'm so happy! I just love spring and easter, if only the weather would help it to feel like spring.

I saw this craft at Roberts, too bad I missed the class to make it. Oh well.

Work

Work is such an awful name of dread. Maybe if work was called Play it would be more enjoyable, you know, change everyone's outlook or something. The only time I like "work" is when I'm listening to Jimmy Eat World.

Well, on that note, I am changing my work schedule. I have been working 5 8's, which was great when I lived in Provo. But now that I live in Kaysville and drive an hour to get to work, driving to Utah Valley every day sucks. So when my managers proposed the idea of me working 3 13's, I had to say yes. Granted, I'm really worried about getting off at 9ish and driving home. I'm not very good at sitting still and staying awake when I'm tired. Hence why I fall asleep in sacrament meeting, why I fell asleep in early morning seminary, and why I fall asleep in morning meetings.

But this change will hopefully be better for more than just not having to drive so much. Work has been driving me crazy lately. I feel like I am pulling a lot more weight around the office than other people. I run myself ragged trying to get everything done and it wears and stresses me out. To top it all off, what do my fellow employees think of me? That I work hard, but that I do more paperwork stuff and avoid answering the phones and rooming patients. When they told me this I wanted to scream! I am on the phone all day, or rooming patients, and barely have time to get my notes and packets for tomorrow's patients done. I miss lunches trying to get my packets done and all my questions answered. But because my desk is separated from all the other MAs, they seem to not notice everything I do. Apparently when I walk past them to get a patient's chart to room them, they don't notice. Granted, they are all talking together, so who can blame them right? On top of this, there is a ton of drama in the office and I'm sick of it all. I just want to work in peace and for everyone to pull their weight.

So, how does my change in schedule fix this? Well the office is split up, so one side has physical therapy, psychology, and 2 providers who see regular follow-ups, and the other side is the rest of the 6-8 providers. I am going to sit on the PT side with the 2 providers and just help them all day. I like these providers, we get along great, and I will be away from the drama of the other workers. So hopefully it works out great and I can stay awake during my drives. I start Monday and I can't wait, cause even though my desk space is a lot smaller, I think I will be much happier (or so I hope) and not hate my job so much.

So now I just have to get some books on tape and hope that those will help my drive.

We Own a Shark!

So, with me working in Orem and Brad working in West Valley, we needed to get a second car. During Brad's month and a half of no job/school, he looked online for cheap cars to use to drive to work. After much looking, he found an auction in Salt Lake with a bunch of "good" cars. So he bought one. And yes, I was there and did not mention that I hated it, thought it looked like crap...he had just been looking for so long and I wanted to get out of there.

This is the best picture, there is some pain missing. And I just hate Focus'. Well after buying the car, we had to replace the battery and we were told the head gasket may need to be replaced. Great. So Brad decided to sell it. Which he did. By this time, he was working, so we had to carpool. Which meant he had to wake up really early so I could drop him off and hour early and get myself to work barely in time. Not so much fun. So then he looked for a new car. And looked, and looked, and looked. It was pretty much an obsession. Brad always was checking KSL and calling on cars that sold minutes after they were sold. We were starting to think we needed to maybe get a newer car, but then, Brad found this Hyundai Tiburon.

He had almost bought one in high school and has always liked them. So when we went and met up with this cute and very honest hispanic lady, she told us she just replaced a ton of the engine (radiator, hoses, etc.). The car is in good condition, has a nice radio, and she lowered the price for us because we were a young couple.

So now Brad goes thumping down the road in his cute little car. He just has to get used to sitting so low to the ground. I'm just happy we don't have to look for a new car anymore, cause it's a pain (and I really didn't do anything except drive in them).

Not so Clean

I used to think that rain was clean. It would rain and I would think, well good, now the earth will be a little cleaner. I came to a rude awakening the past 2 weeks when I walked outside in the morning to find my car like this:

Nastiness. So much for clean rain. Hopefully it will stay clear enough for me to wash my poor car this weekend.

A Happy Thought

I don't know about everyone else, but this winter has felt like it would never end it's joy tormenting and freezing me and the rest of the world. So I was pretty happy when I walked outside and saw these cute little flowers popping up! Yay!

The tulips are working on budding too! I just love spring! Thank goodness for flowers.

Exercises...check!

So, I have learned that I have a horrible short term memory. Every monday, my co-workers ask me how my weekend is and it takes me like 10 minutes to even remember what we did. Hence, why I suck at thinking of interesting things to write about that Brad and I do.

Not today though! I injured my right knee playing intramural soccer in Oct. 08', almost broke my LCL, and was on crutches for 1 month. Fun times. When an orthopedic surgeon checked me out, he told me that my knee was structurally fine and that I could do PT, but he thought I would be okay without it. So I didn't. Well, my knee didn't really get better and still hurts a little to this day. On top of that, my left knee had started to hurt randomly during finals in April 08 and the doctors didn't know why without cutting it open. So I avoided surgery and just took advil. Well, now I work with physical therapists, and Gordon took pity on me. He gave me some PT exercises to do to try and strengthen my weak right knee out, and I just found out this week that I had a bursitis, arthritis under my patella, and a tight hamstring tendon (all on my left knee). Ha ha I have 80 year old knees.

So I had these exercises for a while, and got bad at doing them. As I'm excellent at procrastinating things, Brad came up with a rewards system for me. In a 4-week period, If I do my exercises for a certain number of days, I get something (reeses, tator tots, dove, cream slush, paradise cookies, coldstone, and Outback). Well, we have learned that my favorite foods are a great motivator! Brad is a genius, and I am doing my exercises and getting yumminess!

So I am exercising my knees, and obviously not trying to loose weight. Not that getting toned for the summer wouldn't be nice...I just need something good to motivate me for that...ha ha

I love 5 year-olds!

So, now that we have moved and are in a new ward, I was called to be a Primary teacher for 5 year-olds. I have always wanted to be in primary and work with the kids and these 5 year olds are great. Every Sunday, there are typically 6 kids: 5 girls and 1 boy. The girls are all very talkative. I used to think that there were a few quiet, reserved girls, but I have learned that they can all be loud. The things they talk about and how animated they get, makes me laugh. I have a hard time being upset that they aren't paying attention cause they are so funny. And, even with all the talking, they do actually hear most of what I try to teach.

Last sunday, Austin (the one boy) wanted to say the prayer, and what did he pray for? He was thankful for tv and video games and asked that we could have fun playing them. It was so hard not to laugh during his cute little prayer. All the girls will start to talk about their "babies" (their younger siblings). It all starts with one girl talking about her baby, and then like dominos, they all talk about them. Quincy, is the most animated about every thing. If I tell her to sit still/pay attention, she will give me this look that makes me want to laugh so hard.

5 year olds are great though, because they all want to help. They all want to pray, give a talk, hold a picture, etc. And I can't blame then for having short attention spans after being in church for a few hours. I'm ansy too. So every week we play games and color and they all show me how good they are at writing their names. I just want to take them home with me, but one hour is perfect, cause then their anxiousness stays cute and they smile at the end.

On a different note, Brad started his job as a physical therapy aid! He likes being able to finally do something, and even though his patients' ages aren't ideal (they are virtually all elderly and not all motivated) he gets to use what he studied in school. Plus they are moving into a brand-new facility (Hunter Hollow), that I got to tour last week. It is super nice and big, and does not smell like a decrepit nursing facility. Yay for work!