First off i have proof that I have lost the 20 +/- lbs that I have been proudly talking about.
Please check out Exhibit A which is from a doctor's note today (more about the note later!):
Secondly, I am now a firm believer in Skype. My friend Dana has bugged the heck out of me to use it while she's been traveling abroad, and John mentioned that he's used it, but I just never investigated it. Well for John's birthday his mom bought us webcams and now I am a firm believer. It's been so great to see that boy's face and be able to TALK to him. We have Skype dates once a week and it's just been so great.
Next, I have started going out to dinner with fellow military wives once a week and it's been so nice! Every week we've hit up a different restaurant and just hung out and have had just some good old fashioned girl time. Next week B-Dubs! YUM.
So a couple months ago we sold John's car before his deployment. Found the buyer, signed over the title with the notary, turned in our plates John deployed. It's all good right? Yeah well not so much.
I get a bill in the mail from Harnett County to pay property taxes on the Altima. Through a bunch of drama and insane amounts of phone calls, turns out the buyer of the Altima never took the newly turned over title to the DMV to register it in his name, so therefore we were still technically the owners, therefore getting a property tax bill. Of course John had done all the communications with our buyer. With him and his cell phone out of commission I had no way to get in touch with this guy. Between even more drama and headaches with the DMV and the County it pretty much came down to either I find this guy or I the car will continue to be in our names.
Well, dug through ALL of our car paperwork from the last 4 years and finally found his email. I emailed him and heard nothing. Dug through more paperwork and finally found a phone number. Called and left a message and heard nothing. Finally the County called him and he answered. They got him to do what he needed to do and even with a little bit of attitude from him it eventually got all taken care of.
Even so, it was an "awesome" three week experience that makes me even less of a fan of NC, esp it's DMV. I even had one of the DMV workers hang up on me. No joke.
Anyways, it's over, it'done.
These last couple weeks have been crazy at work. Just so busy. A couple months ago they had the whole company do an anonymous survey about our thoughts/opinions about the company and even more specific, our department. Well, I absolutely adore my job and I'll put up with just about anything in order to keep it. Our deparmental scores came back and showed that people's morale was low and that there was a highly acknowledged case of favortism that we scored high in. Therefore, no bueno.
So in order for all of us to get stuff off our chests our bosses boss took all of us out to lunch, two at a time, so we could say our piece. Whatever it may be and also offer any suggestions, if we had any. It was really nice to be able to go in and vent some issues without having to be intimidated by some of our dominants in the office. We also were told it's review time and to be ready to have our meetings with our boss. Most people get worried about this kind of stuff. Not me. I love what I do and I bust my butt to do my best all the time, so I plan on having a fun conversation with my boss and ask if I can work more on some of the concept work. I'm excited to think about what opportunities I may get in order to get my feet wet. I think I am good at what I do, but I also know I can always learn, so I really hope I get the opportunity to go that route some.
Yesterday, the last day of the month, has probably been the worst. On the way home from work I was rear ended AGAIN. My car has REALLY taken a beating and I am SO sick of it. The people here drive like crap and the fact that I have been rear ended twice in the last six months just proves I am not exaggerating. Buying a brand new car was such a mistake in this respect.
I was in rush hour and probably not even 2 miles from home. The car in front of me stopped quick, but I was far enough behind that I was able to stop without an issue. Well the dude behind me not so much because he rammed right into me totally pushing in the "hatchback" part of my SUV. He was driving a bigger SUV than me. The impact was only inches below my back window, so it could have been a lot worse. It still looks pretty bad to me though!
Luckily for me the guy had insurance. In FAY they don't send cops to car accidents, they send Crash Investigators (AKA: people that probably didn't pass PoPo school). I saw the buy coming and was panicked more that he was going to push me into the car in front of me. Luckily for me the light had turned green a couple second prior to impact so the car in front of me had already started moving ahead and was not hit by me. When the impact happened he pushed me forward quite a bit but we still managed to stay in the lanes we were traveling in so it didn't kill traffic too much. I hit my head on the back of my seat
and it instantly brought tears to my eyes....I kept looking in my rear view mirror at this guy and he just sitting there. By not getting out of the car I was actually worried he might drive off. I called 911 and they said they'd send someone (Crash Investigator). At that point I got out of my car and started snapping these pics on my cell phone. The investigator drove up and had us drive up the street some to a side street so we could handle all the paperwork, etc. By the time I pulled up on the side street another Crash Investigator showed up, so the other one left....Weird, but whatever. Eventually an actual FAY policeman in an
I'm sorry, I know my hubs is a Military Cop, but seriously. You are going to stand there and talk to the guy that hit a girl and not say a single word to the girl while she's sitting there on the curb by herself?
Jerk.
We got our paperwork and I headed home with extremely wounded pride. Not only is my car messed up AGAIN, but here I am driving home in a messed up car. Whenever I see people driving around with dented up scratched up cars, I'm sorry, I judge. Esp here in Fayetteville.
I take major pride in having my new car and have tried very hard to take perfect care of it. Driving around with it so damaged REALLY wounded my pride. I felt like people were looking at me like, "Dang, that girl HAD a nice car and got it all messed up, probably was doing something stupid...." Etc.
By the time I got home I was beat. I'll admit I had my first hissy fit and cried for about a minute. This sucks dealing with without John here. I'm thankful for my girls Jeanette and Steph (thanks girls!) but still. I quickly reminded myself that acting like that wasn't going to get anything done, so I got a couple more pictures taken and talked to the parents and my insurance so they could file the claim for me. I had a pounding headache, my neck was already sore as heck, and I did feel a little nautious, but not for any longer than an hour or so, once I ate something and got it in my system. Went and took a shower and watched some 24 just to relax.
By the time I went to bed I still had a pounding headache and just wanted it all to go away.
This morning I woke up with a shooting pain from neck through my shoulder and down my bicep. The pain was so sharp that my fingers started getting a tingling feeling and my hand started to randomly go numb.
Awesome.
Called the doc up and they got me right in (I LOVE my doc by the way, just needed to give AHEC a shout out). After barely being able to even clasp my BRA or put my hair up, I was able to get presentable and head to the docs office.
Determined no concussion, but think I may have pinched a nerve or may have a bit of whiplash/lower neck disc issues....Got a couple xrays taken, picked up some perscriptions for some muscle relaxers and pain killers, and have been chilling out here at home just resting it up.
The adjustor is supposed to be coming here in the next hour or so to do their thing and have an appointment to go by an estimator on Tuesday.
Out of all this pandemonium, my mom decided to fly here to NC to hang out with me this 4th of July weekend and baby me some. This is going to be great! I miss my mommy and we have some of the best talks and best times together. She's going to come with me to a 4th of July BBQ with some of the military wives on post, so this should be blast, she should fit right in. :)
I'm more calm and collected now, considering and have reclaimed my HOOAH attitude. :) Things happen. Can't do anything about it, so gotta do what you gotta do.
I'm so grateful that I have my ladies I can call and vent/text vent too if need be. Thanks ladies. I'm glad that even though we are alone without our hubs, we are alone together. This is what it's all about.
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