1. Validation. Right now Staci and I are in a good place. A week or two ago, she was grumpy, which made me feel on edge. You've heard it before. Ultimately, I'm guessing she was feeling a little left out b/c my Italy girl is staying with us for a few weeks. But I can't be sure. Anyway, sometimes I think these moods are in my head. That I'm too sensitive or something, and making a mountain out of a mole hill. However, with another person in the house (and two other peeps visiting one day), they All said something. Is something wrong? Why is she angry? What's the deal? I was happy to let the hostility go and just say, "She's having an off day - let's leave her be." But I cannot tell you how great it felt to realize that it's not me. It's not all in my head or all my problem. Other people see this as irrational. SO RELIEVING!
2. Needles. Today I visited my doc b/c my wasp sting leg is still discolored. Since I was there, she recommended I get a tetanus shot, which I did. The nurse, a large and intimidating woman, came in to prep me and administer the shot. I tried my darndest to charm this woman. Lots of smiles, compliments, questions, jokes. Nada. Barely eye contact. Finally I asked, "You're going to be gentle with me, right?" Here response was to look me square in the eye and, in a tone that means NO, say "I'm gonna give you shot. Heh heh heh...." as she walked out of the room. Scary!!!! Luckily, when she came back and did it, she was fantastic. Barely hurt. A total pro. Still, I was shaking in my boots there for a few. Was that really necessary? With the evil laughing?
3. Death Threats. On my way back to the office after the doc's appointment, I walked near a man talking to someone in a truck. His one-sided conversation went something like this. "What the hell? I'll kill you, motherfucker. I'll come over there right now. Don't mess with me. I'll put an ice pick in your mutherfucking heart, I swear." And on and on. I was going to stop to throw something away in a trash can just next to him, but decided I could wait until I got to work. He ended up chasing the truck down, but it ultimately out drove (ran?) him. People are crazy!
In other news, my oldest brother just moved to Chicago. He's looking for a place to live and a job, while he also registers for Second City classes. I'm really proud of him being so gutsy, and enjoy that I can help him with research tips, resume editing, etc. All of this time in a formal office didn't go to waste!
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