I've been seriously under the weather lately... I don't know if it's bronchitis or the beginnings of bronchial pneumonia or WHAT, but I'm miserable in the extreme, and to make matters worse, I'm too damn busy to schedule a doctor's appointment and at least get some relief in the form of a lovely, lovely prescription or five.
All of this to say, this update may be a little bullet pointish. Because that's kind of all I have in me, right now.
First up! Dunkin is doing much better. He went for his follow up xray yesterday, and the surgeon said that the break is healing really well, and in about two weeks he can go back to all his usual activities. (I guiltily admitted that we have not been doing well AT ALL with restraining him from his usual activities, especially in the last week or so, but the surgeon was basically like, ehhhhh. He's healing well, so whatever. Relief!)
However, he now needs MORE surgery, because his two upper baby canine teeth are not loosening at all, and the adult teeth are already half grown in. So, the baby teeth need to be pulled, and that is only done under anesthesia. Fortunately, the surgeon offered to cut us a break on the money. Good thing Dunkin's so damn cute, that's all I can say!
Next: I got a job! A pretty great one, or at least it seems great so far. I'm still in training right now, but I'll be working as an SAT prep tutor. The money is good, the hours are flexible, and I'll be able to work it around my school schedule once my classes start, which is fantastic. I'm relieved to be done with the job search relatively quickly, and thrilled to be lucky enough to have snagged a job that will be great experience for when I make my career change.
And it has to be said: I am SO BEYOND EXCITED to be out of cubicle hell!! This job is great in part because it's so independent. I don't have to report to a supervisor. I don't even have to report to an OFFICE! I get assigned clients, and I managed them myself and submit my hours worked online. No office politics, no micromanaging, no getting up early to drive day after day to a job I'm not passionate about. I really couldn't be happier.
Finally, I will leave you with an example of my brain in the midst of this sickness fog. The other day I'm inching forward in traffic when some ahole honks their horn at me. I immediately get super flustered, trying to figure out what I had done to deserve the honk.
Then I realized that *I* had accidentally hit my own horn.