So, the state of Me...
Mar. 27th, 2008 07:47 amOverall: Good.
I'm wearing contacts today! YAY! Oh man, this is great. :)
Worried about the dentist on Monday. I'm going to have to lay down $2,000 that my insurance won't cover, because my limit has already been reached in re: to dental work for this year. It's going straight on one of my cards. Dad will reimburse me best he can (there is no way I'll be able to do this without his help, so I'm not even going to pretend that I don't need it and refuse), but that's still a fuckton of money for me to have to worry about, even after I bust down the cred card with the check he sends me. That, and naturally I feel awful and shitty that my dad is having to bail me out like this in order to keep any more of my teeth from rotting away (and therefor costing lots of money to take care of anyway).
They've put out a 'you need to cut your department hours down' notice at work--I'm not included, simply because my job really does take all day (thank you outside sources that I really have no ontrol over, but need to be here for when they fially do show up), but it's still a scary thing, and they just may do it in the future anyway if our income falls any lower.
Foot was good this morning and just waited at the foot of the bed for me this morning. Such a good, smart girl. :)
Um...yeah. Otherwise everything seems to be OK. I think I'm going to need a trainer to help get rid of the rest of my weight at this point--it's not budging on it's own. But, that costs money. So...hell. I dunno whjat to do about that. :/
I'm wearing contacts today! YAY! Oh man, this is great. :)
Worried about the dentist on Monday. I'm going to have to lay down $2,000 that my insurance won't cover, because my limit has already been reached in re: to dental work for this year. It's going straight on one of my cards. Dad will reimburse me best he can (there is no way I'll be able to do this without his help, so I'm not even going to pretend that I don't need it and refuse), but that's still a fuckton of money for me to have to worry about, even after I bust down the cred card with the check he sends me. That, and naturally I feel awful and shitty that my dad is having to bail me out like this in order to keep any more of my teeth from rotting away (and therefor costing lots of money to take care of anyway).
They've put out a 'you need to cut your department hours down' notice at work--I'm not included, simply because my job really does take all day (thank you outside sources that I really have no ontrol over, but need to be here for when they fially do show up), but it's still a scary thing, and they just may do it in the future anyway if our income falls any lower.
Foot was good this morning and just waited at the foot of the bed for me this morning. Such a good, smart girl. :)
Um...yeah. Otherwise everything seems to be OK. I think I'm going to need a trainer to help get rid of the rest of my weight at this point--it's not budging on it's own. But, that costs money. So...hell. I dunno whjat to do about that. :/