All of a sudden, I feel my age

Lately, after I have been sitting for some time (5 minutes to 1 hour, makes no difference), my left knee hurts. It hurts to put pressure on it, hurts to bend it, and hurts to straighten it. After a few hobbling steps, I can walk without a limp and only minor pain. Surely this is a sign that arthritis has invaded this knee. :(

After wearing heels for a day at work (read: sitting at a desk) my feet hurt! I mean seriously, they are in major pain. I feel like I still have my heels on. Granted, I wasn't wearing my most comfortable heels yesterday but they aren't too bad.

My back...oh my aching back. Accountants seem to get the "accountants hump." It is what happens When you sit in front of a computer all day with your neck pushed forward, leaving your upper back and in between your shoulder blades is pain. Add in sleeping all twisted up and you get extra sore.

I don't sleep well when I am stressed out and the more tired I am, the more stressed I am. It's a viscous circle, I tell ya.

Put stressed plus achy knee plus sore feet plus screaming back pain plus sheer exhaustion together and what do you get? A person who feels their age!

Ok, that is my whine for the day.

It's only been 100 years or so!

Life has been busy...and hectic!

Tax season is again in full swing and I am going to school full time. Needless to say, I am tired. But I am also at a point where I hate my job. I hate the stress, the constant phone calls, the "I want it now!" attitude from clients and the complete lack of satisfaction I get from doing this job. In a nutshell: I am burnt out!

School is great. We start drawing blood from each other right from the start. I have about 1 stick a day which is a good start. I have missed a few veins here and there but need to remind myself it will happen in the real world too. There are many different methods of drawing blood but I prefer the "straight stick" over the butterfly. We also do urine tests and blood smears. I have a large fear of cutting myself while doing a blood smear (here is a you tube demo for the non-squeamish). I have remind myself that I am wearing gloves and using my own damn blood! I have some good classmates and some not so good classmates. It's funny to hear people complaining about how much homework we have or how hard the tests are. I want to tell these people that this is the medical field and we need to be informed and educated. I want to explain that we are in a competition with other students, not just at our school but other schools too. An employer is going to hire the smartest, hardest working person. But I keep my mouth shut since I am sure they have heard it all before.

There are a few grads who have yet to obtain an externship. These grads are complaining they are being looked over. They don't get it that all those missed classes, failed lab tests, non-participation and lack of completed homework assignments are hurting them.

On the TTC front...well there is no TTC news. We are not trying and I am oddly happy about that. I could not imagine having a new baby and going to school. I can't imagine how much more tired I would be going to school, work and being pregnant all at once. I still get jealous pangs and still wish it would just happen but I need to keep my feet grounded and live in the real world. I guess some things just are not meant to be and I need to deal with that. My dear LP friend made this for us facing that reality. :)

Sharks hockey isn't so hot lately but I am keeping the faith. I recently got back into scrap booking and hope to share some pages I made soon.

Scott and I just celebrated our 5 year anniversary. It was a bitter sweet day in that I love him and am so happy we have had 5 years together and look forward to the future. But, it was also my due date. Not a day goes by that I don't think of my little fish stick. But all in all, it was a wonderful day.

Phones are ringing off the hook so back to the grind for me. I am hoping to catch up on my blogs and get some commenting in soon.

Luck of the Irish to ya'll. Drink a green beer or at least wear some green today.

School, work, life

So week one down and lots to go.

Let's start with tax season, week one: Already stressed, tired and sick of clients. I hate the current tax law changes and wonder what our fine governator is doing with our tax dollars. I am tired of constantly repeating myself to my co-workers and hate the tension within my office. But, it's a job and I just can't complain.

Now onto school: I have one week under by belt and so far so good. I have enjoyed my class so far and have learned alot. I am excited about a potential career change.

Life is ok. I am sitting here watching super bowl commercials. My team hasn't been in the super bowl since the 90's. I am nursing a migraine and feel like crap. I have a test to study for and I am thinking of going to work. Ah...at least it will be quiet.

Guest Blogger #1

Sherry at "What a Shame About Me" is Guest Blogger #1. I am so excited she said Yes to guest blogging for me. So, withoout further ado, here is her post:

I was invited by Em to be a guest blogger. It is an honor to be asked. Thank you, Em! Coming up with something that's actually interesting for her readers that are not familiar with me is a tall order. I am not a particularly interesting person. I will give it my best shot!

My husband and I have been actively ttc since January 2006. All in all, I cannot believe we've made it through this muck four years. It's been a very trying time, as anyone who's gone through it knows. I've met some of the greatest ladies I could ever hope to meet during this time. I got to know Em on a couple of different boards. She's always been such an inspiration and strong support for me. I am very grateful for that.

I have moved three times since starting ttc. I have hoped each time that my baby would be born in the respective town. It hasn't happened yet. We moved from Oklahoma to Alabama last summer. In many ways, I like it better here, but it's hard to get used to all the tradition here. People are so set in their ways. It's reflective of the way they were brought up, and I can respect that. Pleasing these people, on the other hand, is very hard even when I do what they want, they always want something more. People. They're the worst.

Since starting ttc, I have learned a lot about myself. I've changed in many ways. I used to have a bad complexion. Once I started Metformin my face cleared up and I actually started caring about myself and how I looked. It was a confidence booster. I started taking more pride in myself and the way I looked.

If I hadn't gone through infertility, I would have been one of those people. I would have been the cocky know-it-all fertile who would gladly spout off the same idioms the obliviots tell us and that we all hate. Infertility has brought me down a few notches and also made me more cognizant of others' feelings and situations. Too bad not everyone has the same mentality. Otherwise, the world would be a much better place.

Once again, thank you Em for inviting me to be a guest blogger. It was an honor.

Guest Bloggers

Since I am starting school tonight and have mentioned before that I do taxes, I have asked a few of my fellow blogger's to guest blog for me. If you are interested, let me know. I am always open to adding some life to my blog.

It’s Interview With Aunt Becky time! Answer my questions on your own blog, grab my button, and come back, leave a comment and let me know that you did the Interview. IF you do not have a blog, feel free the interview in the comments.


1) Dave and I have a long-standing feud over cheese in a can. He thinks it’s food of The Gods while I think it’s probably Of The Devil. Your take?

*Cheese in a can should be illegal. No really...

2) Is there any way you can think of to make the elder Gosselins go away? I AM ALL EARS.

*Make them sell Sham-wow! Who really watches those commercials in the age of the tivo/dvr?

3) Who is your ridiculous “I can’t admit this to anyone in polite company lest I be banned from life” crush?

*Dwayne "the rock" Johnson. No...Really...

4) If you could fuck it all and pursue your dream (assuming, of course, you were going to be GOOD at it), what would that dream be?

*Be a mommy...Or be a RE

5) They say “living well is the best revenge.” I think they are wrong. Do you?

*Um...Shit yeah. Revenge is a dish best served cold.

6) What is the most humiliation you’ve experienced in public that you’d be willing to admit to The Internet?

Well there is the whole mexican allen story. I can't tell you now but I will tell it soon.

7) Are you honest with The Internet? Like, if I came over to your house tonight (heh)(I’m coming over, yo)(heh) would I be surprised at who I found?

no...unless you think I am neater then I make myself out to be...

8 ) If you could have one talent that you don’t currently possess, what would it be?

I would be able to walk gracefully without tripping over my own two feet.

9) There’s not always room for Jello. Is there?

No. Not after a big steak dinner.

10) What’s your guiltiest of the guilty pleasures?

Tattoo's. No really. Or body piercings.

The Good, The Bad and The Ugly

Let's start off with the good:

The new year started off with a holiday get together at our house with my step-dad's family. To be honest, I was kinda worried since they are super-conservative. Why is that a problem you may ask? Well, lets start off with the pole set up in my bar area. I tend to say "but it's structural support" but lets face it, that is not very believable. Next, lets add the copious amounts of booze in their various bottles sitting out on my kitchen counter. (Let's NOT talk about why they aren't in my bar.) My step-dad's family does not drink. All in all however, it was a great night and worth the trouble to see the whole fam dam again.

Now, the Bad:

I did something, not sure what to my neck. I am tired of my current job and wish I could stay home and sleep. Ok, I don't even need to sleep but I hate coming to work everyday. Hopefully, going back to school will remedy this problem. As for my neck, I think I may need to see my chiropractor for that problem.

Finally, the Ugly:

The little green monster keeps showing up. You know the guy....Jealously. I wish I could say that I am ok watching people cycle. I wish I could say, I am so over my desire to have a child of my own but I am not. I wish that right now, I knew where my future was going and I can say that I am ok living child free but I just can't. I see babies everywhere I go and I ache to have one of my own.