happy, joy, joy...

Today smells of all things wonderful... Okay, so we still haven't managed to get the walls painted; the wall plastering project is going a bit slow. I was going to work on them this morning, but remembered I have physical therapy for my back pain today. So I had to race to that, and it actually went pretty well. He showed me some excercises that actually helped with the pain and should help. I just started, and he said next week, we'll try some other stuff. I'm looking forward to it; my back has been hurting for so long (with the tumors on my spine), and I think the PT will be a relief. So, armed with my excercise instructions, I was feeling pretty good afterwards... 'til I checked my phone messages on my cell phone.

Dad told me to call work (the assisted living place), whereupon I was told that I had missed a class that I had been scheduled for (but not told about). They decided since I didn't show up for the class that it was "no-show" and said I had voluntarily resigned. Which, actually, didn't upset me too much, because I was wrestling with the idea of quitting there anyway. I just didn't know if I should, or if I should try and tough it out.

It's been crazy there -- they've gone through three residence directors in just six months, and with the constant changing of leadership there is alot of confusion at the moment. I've been a bit stressed with that job. Heheh... Nick will tell you that! It wasn't like the place was being run by aliens or anything out of a horror movie, but we were constantly being informed of changed regulations or procedures and you never knew when something was going to be changed. And the schedule was a nightmare -- it was never permanant, and I never knew when it would be changed, or if I could actually plan anything. I missed Jen's wedding last weekend because of it (no one wanted to work for me). LOL, knowing that job, I'd no doubt be scheduled and expected to come in on the day of my wedding. I can hear it now; "But you're not getting married until 5:30, you should be able to work the 7am to 3pm shift!"

Okay, well, at least I can still go back and visit the residents -- because I will miss them (but not much else). So it doesn't bother me too much. It would if I couldn't see the residents any more; I really care about them and like them.

Other than that... I should be able to finish up the little bit of plastering I have to do and then put the primer on, and *hopefully* add one coat of paint on tonight. :) It would be nice to get the walls finished tomrrow. :) Dad is gonna help me put the cupboards in tomrrow and I don't know when we'll get the floor done, but am hoping it is soon. :)

Well, work (my real job) is calling me, so I gotta go!

Ciao!