Back in the Saddle

I had all four wisdom teeth removed on Tuesday. It was quite the experience.

It took a while for me to feel the nitrous, and I panicked a little when I felt the surgeon messing with my arm. I believe I pleaded “Please, not yet, I’m not ready!” (I’m so afraid of needles!) He told me not to worry and waited a little bit longer, then I felt him messing with my arm again and I began to get panicked again, then I felt the pinch and he said “See? That was it.”…

… then I remember waking up. The dental assistant said “You’re dad is coming back now.”

“Follow the yellow brick wall!” was the next thing I heard from the hallway and I thought “That’s my dad.”

Dr. Karpinski and Liz at The Center for Specialized Dentistry were absolutely amazing!!! I would recommend them to absolutely everyone! Especially anyone who has a lot of anxiety about their dental work.  They made me feel so comfortable by telling me everything that as going to happen, followed up to the T (no surprises!), and both Dr. Karpinski and Liz were funny, warm people who made me feel completely safe and at ease. Their absolutely amazing care was so appreciated. I want to send them a thank you gift, or at the very least a card. It meant a lot.

I didn’t do much of anything after surgery on Tuesday except pick up my drugs and soft foods. BTW, all of a sudden I like Yogurt. First seafood and not yogurt, my tastes have been changing like crazy…

Wednesday I was still pretty puffy and kept myself pretty drugged up. I managed to organize and clean my bedroom, closet, dresser and vanity though.

Thursday I was feeling better but my sleep patterns were all messed up and I was still uncomfortable so I took my manager up on her offer to stay home again and layed around the house. Later in the afternoon, my mom took me and my two sisters shopping for dresses for the rehearsal and I got a whole bunch of lingerie as well. I love lingerie…my first job was a lingerie department sales girl at 15, I lied and said I was 16 (I was turning 16 in 2 months and they took a copy of my real ID, so they should have noticed….). I’ve always just loved pretty undies. But no pics of the beautiful bounty will be posted… that’s a little too porno for me.

So today was my first day back to work. I was still on the meds and so I made the decision to go casual for the day:

Comfy jeans and new Star Wars t-shirt. (I ♥ it!). Oh and check out my super cute, totally adorable owl tote… I’m beginning to feel like one of those old ladies who collects something weird with all my owl sh*t…. but they’re so cute!!!

I spotted these sunglasses on and immediately clicked over to ASOS to buy them…. AND THEY ARE OUT OF STOCK!!!! I nearly cried.

I LOVE APPLES… it’s up their with my Owls obsession… in fact as a side note: I’m pretty much programed to be a fucking elementary school teacher with all my owl and apple shit… anyway, it’s inevitable. I just need to graduate college one day. (I want to be a Doctor of History, God Damn-it!)… excuse my self reflective tangent.

So I fell in love with these and I’ve been searching high and low ever since for a pair of Apple shaped sunglasses. If you have any tips let me know!

I haven’t had any soda since Monday! woo-hoo! Been working the abs. Drinking all water and vitamin waters. I’m pretty proud. I need to go really low calorie from here on out though. The wedding is exactly one week from today and I need to de-bloat a bit. Anyone know of any quick (even if temporary) ways to drops some inches?

Knowing I will need to be exceptionally picky with the cals this week and having lived off of soft foods for the last few days, I was making a hearty, comfort food dinner tonight.

Herb & Garlic Backed Chicken, Mashed Potatoes and green beans! I was delicious… and too filling. I think I’m good to diet. But damn, I waited long enough… I need to slim down just a tab in one week!

TIPS TIPS TIPS!!!  Please?


Decluttering My Life :: The Office

Yesterday, I took advantage of my day off and cleaned the messiest room in my house, the “office”. When we first moved into the house, before we had the wireless set up, we used this room on the far side of the house as our “office”. Slowly but surely, anytime we didn’t know where to put something, the office seemed to be the answer. After the wireless was up and going, why the hell would we ever go in there other than to put junk [we didn’t know what else to do with] in there, or to retrieve some piece of junk [that we had thrown in there]. Anyway, this is what it eventually looked like:

I couldn’t even go near it without getting a panic attack.

So I knew I wanted to, needed to, clean this room. Using it for storage isn’t a problem, but it needed to be organized. So I bought a bunch of cute colorful bins, set up my fan and my iHome and went to town on that bitch.

And it looks adorable! ♥

I’m so proud!

(Ignore the garbage bags. The stack to the left are the clothes I got rid of when I cleaned out my closet. And the stack to the right is all the trash from cleaning this room.)

I designated a bin to some of my crafty things: photos and old albums, sewing and clothing reconstruction, extra painting supplies, and one more for something…

All the binders, notebooks and folders I’d been keeping [some of] my writings in have just been piled up next to my bed… now they have a home.

And I am a complete freak about school supplies… i simply love them; always have, always will. And, although I have my favorite’s in my bedside table drawer, all my extra supplies now have a proper place. I’m also keeping my sketch books, charcoals, and various other supplies in smaller bins.

We haven’t used that computer is quite a while.

I basically just hung up whatever pictures and posters I found amongst the rubble. I was so relieved to get it done finally. And quite proud at how little time it took me me to get all that done. (And look, there’s David the Gnome! Or “The Roaming Gnome”… whichever)

Decluttering My Life :: My Closet

Recently I’ve been on a huge decluttering kick. Today’s mission was the closet. The picture below barely shows the madness that was spilling out into my bedroom. I’ve put very little thought into my clothes, closet or myself for a while… this is what resulted… chaos.

Clothes and everything else spilling out from the closet.

Crap piled upon crap.

I’ve always been completely anal when it comes to my closet. I’ve always stored my beloved wardrobe neatly and separated them according to style and then broken down by color. It’s something my friends and family have teased me about, but for me, there’s no other logical way to organize these things.

In the past couple of years, I feel like I’ve lost so much of myself. With the stresses of paying bills and keeping jobs I’ve loathed reporting to, I’ve allowed myself to grow depressed and passive about things like my closet. In fact, I haven’t put much at all into myself in years. I resent going to work most days; not because “its work”, but because afterward I’m so exhausted and depressed that I don’t feel like doing anything else. I don’t go enjoy the things I used to enjoy. And one of the things I used to enjoy the most, was the time that I got ready and focused on nothing but myself each day. I would take FOREVER preparing myself for the day, and not because I had to, but because I wanted to. I enjoyed being by myself, doing my hair and my make-up, and accessorizing my outfit before facing the world and all the stupid people walking around on it. My own personal form of daily meditation.

So when I first moved to Orlando, I continued my ritual, but it became increasingly harder to relax, thus making it obsolete. Sooner than later I had my routine down to 15mins before I would rush out the door to listen to the complaints of uppity douche bags . It seems getting ready in the morning takes a lot less time when your fugly uniform gets picked for you by some room of corporate assholes. (But at least I worked in the air conditioner and not outside on one of those damn rides; those sweaty, smiling employees just don’t get paid enough for all that. Or maybe I’m just a miserable person; I’ll admit I definitely wasn’t happy enough for the happiest place on Earth… which is exactly why I switched to the much lesser of two theme park evils… but the uniform was still disgusting.) Which brings me to my “funk”.

There was no creativity involved in my getting ready. This was depressing me without me even being completely aware at the time. When I would get home from work I would put on the comfiest clothes in my pajama drawer and commence with doing nothing until I passed out to wake up and do it again. Since returning to P.S.L. I’ve worked in medical offices and have worn scrubs at least 5 times a week for the past 2 years. No thought required in the morning. (Really freaking early morning too. It sucks.) I’ve lost so much of myself in the last 3 years stemming mostly from the required attire for the positions I’ve held. (And the positions themselves.) So I’m taking it back.

Opening up my newly organized closet makes me so happy! It’s so cute and colorful…

I’m so relieved! and room for lots more!!
You can’t see, but to the left are dresses, sweaters,
skirts and oxfords. To the right is Casey’s section. 🙂

I went through all the piles of clothes and tried being as realistic as possible about what I should get rid of. When all was said and done, I had gotten rid of 3 garbage bags full of clothes (I don’t even know how many tops there were!), 23 pairs of shoes (this was truly difficult.), and several bags/purses.

For the stuff I was keeping: I bought a large hot pink plastic container for sneakers, dance, and theater shoes and I put my favorite shoes in the hot pink hanging shoe organizer that I already had. I stored all my boots in boxes on the top shelf with my bags, jeans and the green plastic containers I bought  to house my scarves, belts and other accessories. I utilized the plastic drawers that I already had for  storing my bathing suits and other delicates. And I bought a turquoise hanging closet organizer for my t-shirts, casual tank-tops, and shorts.  I just feel so good about all of this! I separated my clothes the way I’ve always liked them separated. Something as simple as organizing my closet has really improved my over-all moral, at least for tonight. I know my moral will just get even higher when I buy a whole bunch of new stuff!

Organizing my closet was one of the small ways I’m taking back control over my happiness. It really was a good day.