NJM6: Releasing the Stuff Bugging Me in These Foolish Things

• I started to write details about this new-ish person at work and how it seems like she’s doing a whole bunch of shit just to piss me off (the details of which are not important) and she finally did yesterday and I kind of had words with her and now she’s mad at ME! She won’t look at me or speak to me. I find this so amazingly annoying, but I’m also kind of like, whatev because I don’t have to work directly with her. It’s just… I don’t like it when people are angry. It’s not cool. I’m feeling like I’m going to have to be the bigger person and sit down with her at some point. Just not today.

• I haven’t really talked that much with the other woman who texted me about cleanup while I was on vacation.

• You guys, is it ME?! Am I being the jackass here? Maybe that’s it? I don’t know. I need to think about this one. Shall I bring olive branches to work tomorrow?

• I’m still not feeling 100% from a medical standpoint and I’m hoping it’s just because all of the Plavix (blood thinner) is not quite out of my system yet. I’m hoping, hoping that it was just a bad reaction to this particular drug and not anything else underlying. I will say that I have NONE of the chills/sick feeling I’d had for a few days prior, so I know that the Plavix had something to do with that.

• Medical insurance has screwed me over a bit and I’m now getting billed for services that I got back in April during my emergency because they’re saying they overpaid. UGH.. Why am I supposed to fix this? This is their mistake. And yet, I’m having to make all of the phone calls.

• Similarly, my neuro-interventionist is SO HARD to make an appointment with - they always tell me that they’re going to call me back and they NEVER DO…which means I have to chase and chase them. Why do I need to see the neuro-interventionist, you ask? Because my vascular surgeon told me to. I don’t know what I’m going to say or do because the neuro told me that I didn’t need to see him anymore unless I was having stroke symptoms…but vascular wants me to see him so I’ll keep trying to schedule this appointment!

• And it’s fucking DARK OUT already…before I even leave the office!

Okay. I’ve said my rant and it’s out of my head. What I’m going to do with all of this above is just post it as my entry tonight and then let it all dissipate. I’m going to let the internet take this entry and do with it what it will…but it will NO LONGER be weighing on MY mind.

I’m going to RELEASE these feelings of annoyance as soon as I hit the PUBLISH button.

Thank you for listening, Internet.
GS