Confessions: Hate

Today is a day just like any other day.  Today, I am one day closer to the rest of my life.  That's not in a pessimistic way.  Just the opposite, I'm one day closer to being able to move forward with my life.  Today, my confession is that I think I hate my job.  Is it sad that I only think I hate my job? Well, there are components of my job that I really like.  I love my patients and having money helps but I feel like I might put up with too much drama to make that worthwhile.  Isn't that a sad state of truth?  I am a therapist and I love helping people, so to help people I have to put up with this crap?  I've always been taught that hating something is wrong.  To make this even worse, I feel like I hate a whole group of people.  It's not any specific group of people though, it's more like the people that have certain personality traits, such as the desire to be better than everyone surrounding them, the specific thought of thinking that your better than other people around you, the desire to make other people feel inferior, the constant put downs, people who tell lies to make themselves look better or  tell lies to avoid confrontation.  This is just a few of the things that I can come up with off the top of my head that just really rub me the wrong way.  The confrontation thing is currently the one that is grinding my gears the most.  I mean, why on earth is it better to tell someone else about your beef with me than just tell me so that I can move past it.  Anyone else feeling that? Is it really a hard concept to grasp?

Also, another gripe right now is nurses.  Not all nurses, I mean I think nurses are a great thing and very important. I just find that sometimes, certain nurses get to "used to" their patients, and then when that patient has a sudden, rapid decline, these certain nurses don't seem to take notice or to think that anything is out of the ordinary, but I just have one quick news flash for these said nurses.... "Your dementia patient might always be a little confused....but right now he is excessively confused, and you know, he might be looking for the light. And if he wants go go towards the light, then that is his choice to make, but if he wants to spend a little more time tormenting CNAs then...let him...don't let him die.....honestly, if it's his time to go, then he will go."

Not So Guilty Pleasure: Clean Sheets

I’m choosing Mondays to use as a happy post.  Things I love.  Things that when I feel, I wish I could hold on to that feeling forever.  Does that make sense?
I LOVE CLEAN SHEETS.  It might be my favorite thing in the whole wide world.  If I had my way, I would probably change the sheets every 2-3 days.  I guess I could have my way, but that sounds like a lot of work.  IN addition to that being a lot of work, I should clarify that right now my husband and I have 2 sets of sheets for our newish king size (AMAZING) bed.  One set is green and satiny, and so smooth and amazing.  The other set is a plum purple and not so satiny and smooth.  Not so amazing.  My current zest for the amazingness of clean sheets has been brought on by putting my green, satiny, smooth sheets on the bed last night with a brand new quilt that my mother in law gave me for Christmas.  Oh it was perfect.
I have to add another blanket because last night was cold.  I don’t really live in a cold area of the country.  I’m a southern girl.  This cold weather has been an adjustment.  I’m not really sure how I feel about it.  I’m realizing that this post is really rambly, but that was kind of the way my day has been going.
Because of that, I’m going to leave you with a tip about clean sheets: Clean sheets are paired best with freshly shaved, lotioned legs and pedicured feet.  This may sound odd coming from me because I am not that kind of girl that gets pedicures all the time, and I am way over due for one.  That’s all for me.
Signing off…..

A New Blog

Confession 1….I’m a chronic blog starter…..and an equally chronic blog quitter.  It’s not on purpose.  I just have issues deciding exactly how much information to divuldge to the internet public.  I need a sounding board though.  I’m going through some things that I’m just needing to vent about so what better place to vent than a blog.  A secret blog…so shhhhhh…..don’t tell.

About me:
- 24 going on 25 (that number makes my skin crawl)
- Married for one year (12-31-09) to a pretty great husband.
-Masters Degree Aug. 2010. Working as a therapist in  in skilled nursing.  Not my favorite thing ever.  Missing time working with kids (which I never thought I would  want to do.) This is one of my problems that currently needs a sounding board.  Work = Drama.
- Pet Parent.  2 dogs and a cat.