Anxiety Rising

This is about the job I am really, really hoping that I get. Here is the post about the first interview and this is the post about the second interview.

At the second interview I had already filled out and signed all of the legal mumbo jumbo paperwork that they provided in order for them to run the background checks and all that happy horse shit. They told me that they would run them and that it would take anywhere from seven to fourteen days for it all to be done. Okay fine. It doesn't quite sound right... From my understanding those things take at most one or two days. But I don't know a lot about such things. I'm only going off what I had heard prior to this. *shrugs* They also told me that I would receive and e-mail telling me that it had been started. They went so far as to tell me that it may go to my spam folder.

The second interview happened last Thursday. Since that point I have been keeping an eye on my e-mail account, spam folder included. I didn't see anything. But then yesterday I received a phone call from the business I had applied to. My heart jumped. I thought it may be a job offer.

I was incorrect. They wanted to see if I had received the e-mail yet. I asked when they had sent it. Apparently they had sent it about ten minutes prior to them calling me. Of course I hadn't checked my e-mail between then and the phone call. I asked if I could place her on hold. She said that was fine. I checked my e-mail and sure as shit it was there. I got back on the phone with her and I told her that I received it. She thanked me and that was the end of the conversation.

I then opened the e-mail and it was telling me that I had to create an account and provide all of the information. I was confused because I thought that was what all of the paperwork I had signed and given them was for.

I felt a little stupid doing it, but I called them back to see if I should do that. I wanted to make sure that if I needed to do it, that I did. But I was concerned that maybe if I did do it, I would screw up their part of the process. It made sense to me at the time. Master said it makes sense too. I just hope it didn't make me sound stupid. Anyway, they told me that they believe that I should. Um. Okay?

I went ahead and did it. I created the account, entered the information (the same information I provided in person), and then submitted it.

I was honestly a little disappointed that they were just now running the background check. I was one of five people going through the second interview and they had told me that they were going to run background checks on all of them and then make a decision. I'm hoping that this doesn't mean I'm the one being the last one in line. I might be if they are going in alphabetical order by the last name. But to me, since I was the second of the five interviews that would have been done by now. I mean I know they said they were laid back and relaxed there but damn....

Master says it is still a good sign that they are doing it. I kind of feel the same way but since they had told me that they were doing it on all of the five people it doesn't really mean all that much.

This just seems backwards to me anyway. In all of my past jobs they offer you the job contingent on a background check/drug screen/etc. I've never had anyone do them first on all of the people who made it to the second interview and then decide who to hire.

Does this mean that I want the job any less? Hell no! I really, really want this job.

But now I am super gluing my cell phone to my side. This way I can't miss a phone call from them in case they do decide to hire me on. I normally have my phone near me anyway. But if I walk outside or something I'll just leave it on the table or dresser. But now I'm taking it with me no matter what.

I know I have absolutely nothing, and I do mean nothing, to worry about in the background check. I don't have any felonies, misdemeanors, or anything along those lines. I also have not lied about any part of my job history. So really, the only possible reason I wouldn't get the job at this point is because they decided to go with someone else.

I'm hoping I hear back from them really soon. The suspense is killing me here. My anxiety levels are going up. I'm trying to keep it down but it's difficult. This is the first job I've actually wanted. I mean I'll work anywhere but it would just be for the paycheck. But this job is super close to home, pays decently, and is an office work and customer service blend. And I rock at both of those.

I figure I'll just wait for them to contact me. I know I could e-mail them and ask if a decision has been made, but since I don't know exactly how long their process is going to take given the fact that they told me between seven and fourteen days and they only started it yesterday, I don't want to seem desperate or they are turned off by it since they may take it as my "bothering" them. I've come across that in the past and honestly felt like I shot myself in the foot even though I was very professional in my inquiry and felt I had waited long enough.

It's Here!

I was starting to get impatient. A little while ago Master had lost His wedding ring. It wasn't anyone's fault. It just happened. We looked for it repeatedly but had no luck. Even after the new one was ordered we looked again. Nope. Apparently it flew off into some pocket universe. The reason why I was getting impatient is because well, Master had been walking around without a wedding ring on. It may not sound like that big of a deal, but it is important to both of us to have our wedding rings on.

I had received an e-mail from the company stating that it would be mailed between the 20th and the 21st. On the 22nd I received an e-mail stating that it had been shipped on the 21st.

It got here yesterday! I was very excited. I quickly opened the package and there it was!

Master didn't know why I was so excited because He didn't even know the mail had gotten there already.

But once He knew He smiled. I put it on His finger and gave Him a kiss. Done.

I know that some people would want a little bit more done than that. But to me putting it on His finger and getting a kiss from Him was enough. After that we went about our day like usual.

I am just very happy that it got here and there wasn't anything wrong with it. You never know. Especially when you ordered engraving to be done on it as well, which I did. Thankfully it is just like the original. He told me that He feels much better with it on. His finger felt and looked naked without it. After all, He's had it on His finger since 2007. I can only imagine how weird that would have felt. Not that I want to find out. No fucking thank you.

I'm also really happy that we resized His finger before ordering the new ring. It fits perfectly.

Pumpkins!

Halloween just doesn't feel the same this year. Master and I were talking about it a little bit today. Every year for the better part of a decade my father has asked us to help him decorate for his "haunted house". This year he hasn't asked for our help once. We have even gone over there and commented and he hasn't said anything about it. Apparently this bitch that is living with him is enough help. Normally we also go shopping for Halloween decorations with him. Again, not this year.

It's not just that though. There aren't any good horror movies on DVD in our local stores. (Minus the Trick 'R Treat movie we picked up a little while ago.) Master and I have been looking and nope. Nothing. We went looking again today and we either already had them, they weren't worth the price tag, or we had they sucked. The only thing we did find is 1408. We both really enjoy that movie although I don't think I would necessarily call it a horror movie.

Okay, so yes it is a horror movie but not one of those "Halloweenish" type horror movies. Master and I have been looking for Halloween II. Not the original. The remake by Rob Zombie. We have the first one but cannot seem to find the second one anywhere. Oh well. We'll probably break down and buy it online even though I hate buying movies that way.

I think another reason it doesn't really feel like Halloween is because not a lot of people are decorating. You drive through town and you see a couple of places here and there. And normally it's just a few small things.

Yesterday Master and I did do something that neither of us have done in years. We carved pumpkins. *smiles* Just for ourselves.

We were bored. There were pumpkins available. We had sharp objects.

Master was picking on me because I was using a spoon the clean out the inside of mine. I hate grabbing huge gobs of pumpkin guts. I mean I ended up having to anyway eventually but I was able to get most of it done with the spoon. And yes, Master ended up helping me clean out mine anyway.

His is a cyclops and mine is just this weird screaming pumpkin. I love it though. I even took pictures of them. I also got a picture of Master holding His pumpkin. It's awesome.

That cheered me up a bit honestly.

I'm hoping that as it gets closer it will feel more like Halloween. It's my favorite holiday and this year it is falling a little flat. We'll make the best of it though.

Wanton

A few days ago Master had hurt His ribs. They aren't broken or anything, but they are bruised. Since then they have been causing Him pain, which is to be expected. Last night I was horny but I figured that due to His ribs He would want to just sleep. So I asked Him if I should just take my pills. He said yes. I took my pills and we went to bed. He had on a pair on boxer briefs and I had on a cotton nightie type thing. We curled up and I tried to get as close to Him as possible. We were both laying on our sides with His chest against my back. Like I said, I was horny. And even though I figured we wouldn't be fucking because we had literally just laid down to go to sleep, I at least wanted to feel His crotch pressed up against me. That may sound a little weird, but that's what I wanted.

I cuddled up and pressed my ass against His crotch. He made a little noise but then He readjusted His upper body which moved Him a little away from me. I moved back again. This time I felt His cock throb a little bit. I quietly moaned a little bit but then tried to continue to lay still. I readjusted my hips a little bit and as a result my ass pressed further against His cock, causing it to throb again.

He chuckled and asked if I was trying to tell Him something. I smirked in the dark and said, "Sorry Master."

I knew that originally He wanted to sleep so I was trying to behave myself but it wasn't easy.

In response He slipped His arm up under mine and moved the strap of my nightie so He could cup my breast in His hand. I honestly thought that He wanted to fall asleep like that. It felt really, really good. He wasn't squeezing or playing with it or anything. It was simply resting in His hand. I greatly enjoyed that sensation.

I felt my pussy lips becoming fuller and warmer but I was still trying to lay still thinking that He still wanted to sleep due to His ribs hurting.

I was wrong.

As we continued to lay there in silence I felt His cock throb more and more. Neither of us were moving. We were simply laying there with my breast cupped in His hand and my ass pressed against His crotch. Next thing I know He's tossing the blankets off of Himself and sitting up to take His boxer briefs off. I remained exactly where I was.

As soon as that was done He laid back down just as we had been, but His boxer briefs were off and my nightie was hiked up and the straps on my nightie were completely down. He cupped my breast in His hand again and started biting and chewing on my neck. I couldn't stop moaning, it felt that damn good.

He slipped His hand in between us and guided His cock inside me. He started off slow at first while still gnawing on my neck and upper shoulder. But it didn't take long for Him to start fucking me hard.

The sexual positions changed quite a few times. I was on my side, then on my stomach, then on my side again but with my legs crossed. We were both talking dirty to one another. A few times while He was gripping my tits really tightly I covered His hand with mine before reaching to place my hand on the back of His neck just below His hairline and sometimes reaching to rub my hand across His upper thigh.

It was just absolute bliss. The noises both of us were making, the words that were exchanged, just... everything.

Towards the end He asked if He should rape me. I begged for it.

He flipped me back onto my stomach with my legs spread widely. His legs were hooked underneath mine, forcing them to stay open, while He pinned my upper body to the mattress with His hands. I begged for His cum and eventually He filled me with it.

Afterwards I cleaned Him up gently but for an extended period of time.

The sex had been so wet though that we both had to clean up a bit before going back to sleep. He commented on how I had actually gotten my cum on His thighs. He called me a wanton slut. I simply smiled and commented on how I hope I have bruises in the morning from Him biting me. There have been plenty of times where it hurts in the morning but there aren't any bruises.

But I am happy to say that I do have bruises today! Love them.

Part Two

I had the second interview for the job I interviewed for last week. I had received a call on Tuesday asking me to come in for the second interview. She told me that she would send me a paper application to fill out. I know it seems weird that you wouldn't fill one out until after the first interview, but I guess that they don't want all that paperwork laying around. *shrugs* Whatever works.

They sent it as a PDF file. Fine by me! However, the issue was that it took me forever to fill it out since I wanted to type it all in but since it wasn't sent in such a way that I could fill it out normally, I had to create text boxes of my own in order to fill it out. That is why it took forever. It was also a consent form for them to run a background check.

But I filled it out and electronically signed it. I responded to the e-mail with the completed document attached to it and let them know that I would bring in a hand signed copy on Thursday. I just wanted them to have it as soon as possible so they could read it and just wait on my signature for the background check.

I was nervous all day waiting to leave. It wasn't until 3pm. So all day I was getting more and more anxious. I hate waiting to go somewhere especially when it is something important like this. As soon as it reached 1:30pm I started pacing. Thankfully I didn't drive Master too crazy.

At 2:15pm I put on some eye liner, put on a pair of slacks, and a nice top. I headed out shortly there after. The place is so close by that I still got there 20 minutes early. I like walking into places about 15 minutes before an interview. I sat in the car for 5 minutes and walked in.

The interview started precisely at 3pm. It was with the person I had originally interviewed with as well as her personal assistant. This time the interview was 40 minutes long. It was very relaxed. They are really nice and laid back people. We were joking around a little bit and everything.

I was told that only 5 people had made it to this point. They had two today, of which I was one of them and then three tomorrow. From there they decide who then want to offer the job to but they run the background check before contacting them to offer the job. They told me that because the background check is so extensive it can take anywhere between 7 to 14 days. Basically I won't know anything for the next week at the soonest and two weeks at the latest. I did get a copy of their business card and also a pamphlet about their insurance packages. I guess they are handing that out in case it would effect anyone's decision in regards to wanting the job.

I have honestly never wanted a job as much as I want this one. I have wanted jobs before but it was mainly because of how much they were paying and that was it. But with this job I like the pay rate they are offering and I would really enjoy such a small team of people and the relaxed feel to it.

I'm going to try and not drive myself, or Master, insane until I hear from them.

Body Hair

I am so glad that Master shaves. I'm not referring to His face. I'm talking about His manscaping. He has always been clean shaven down there. Well, for as long as I've known Him anyway.

It's not only because I love the look of it, because I do. I just do not find man bush attractive. Ew. Icky. It's also because I love the feel of it. It feels so good when we are both freshly shaved and we're fucking. I don't really know how to describe it. It also makes me grateful for the fact that I don't have to worry about pubic hair when I go down on Him.

I'm also one of those odd people who doesn't really like a lot of body hair. This is why I shave every day. There are of course exceptions when I ask Master if I can skip a night but that's only ever because I have really bad dry skin or I have razor burn and I don't want to irritate it.

 I honestly never understood women who don't shave in the winter because they aren't going to wear a swimsuit/shorts/skirts. Ew. I couldn't imagine going that long without shaving. Hell, I can't imagine going more than a couple of days without shaving.

I know Master appreciates that too.

The only time He tells me not to shave is when He wants me to grow in a landing strip. When He tells me to do that I don't shave anything down there for a day or two so that I can get an outline. After that I start shaving again except for where the landing strip will be. I start off with it a lot wider than it will end up just so I don't have to worry about fucking it up so early in the process.

Eventually, as it gets longer I'll start getting it down to where I want it so that it looks nice. He doesn't have me do that a lot though. And at some point He'll get tired of it and tell me to go clean shaven again. I personally prefer being clean shaven but it's not about what I want. It's about what pleases Him.

If I could afford it I would probably just get that permanent hair removal process done. The down side is that I couldn't have it done on my legs because of my tattoos there. Apparently it would screw up the ink. At least that's what I read the last time I checked into it. But at least I could do my armpits and my pussy. Well, actually since He sometimes likes the landing strip I would probably leave that part alone and just shave that strip away when He doesn't want me to have it. From what I understand it's not a cheap process anyway. Maybe one day I'll get it done. Not having to worry about razor burn or missing a spot would be awesome.

Flexible

Last night made me realize how grateful I am for being flexible. *laughs* Master has always enjoyed twisting and turning me into various positions. Some of them are easier than others. And no, it's not always easy. There have been times where my legs start to shake. Master normally eases up just a little bit when that starts to happen. And then there are times where I am loving the hell out of it but when all is sad and done and I'm able to full stretch out my body I realize how much my lower back hates me. Normally when that happens Master is kind enough to have me turn onto my stomach and put pressure on my hip line and tail bone with His hands. That helps immensely.

But last night there was no need for that, which surprised me a bit since my back has been stiff most of the week.

I started with the whole flexible thing though. Once Master was inside me and was laying on top of me I started by raising one of my legs up and resting my ankle gently on His lower back. Eventually I did the same with my other leg, basically locking His lower body in with my legs. Well, not really locking since He could have moved me or Himself without much effort at all. You get the idea though.

I guess that gave Him some ideas because after allowing me to cum a couple of times He knelt up and grabbed my ankles. He moved me into different positions while I was still on my back, eventually pushing my ankles back so that I was basically bent in half while He fucked me hard.

When He allowed me to cum the last time it seemed to roll on forever and also, towards the end, triggered His own orgasm.

*sigh* Very satisfying.

I am not looking forward to the day that I can no longer be His personal rag doll pretzel. *sad face* I'm only 31 years old and I know that eventually my body just isn't going to let me do certain things anymore and when it comes to certain things in the bedroom, such as my flexibility, I am not going to be very happy about it. Hopefully I won't have to worry about such things for quite some time.

But I guess at a certain point I'll just be glad I can still fuck. *laughs*

Trick 'R Treat

Halloween is right around the corner. There is one movie that Master and I have been looking for. We've actually been looking for it the past few years. It's called Trick 'R Treat. It was released in 2007 and it is awesome. It always seemed to be out of stock or if we did find it, it was Blu-Ray. We don't have a Blu-Ray player and I really don't see the need for one.

My brother has a copy but it is Blu-Ray. He was rubbing it in our faces that he is watching it tonight. Jerk. But then I found out that a store at the local mall might have one in stock. They had it on their website but I don't like buying movies online for some reason. I guess I'm afraid they'll get fucked up during delivery.

I called the store and they do have a copy! YAY!!!! They were closing in about 20 minutes and it takes longer than that to get to that mall. I asked if they could please put a copy aside for me. They said it wouldn't be a problem at all. I gave them my name and they said they would put a copy behind the counter for me. So guess where I'll be tomorrow?

Yep.

The store opens at 11am and I will be there as soon as it does.

Yes, I am that excited about it. It sounds stupid. I know it does. But we have been looking for this movie for so long and finally it is within reach! I'm glad that they agreed to set it aside. Most stores won't.

They are also talking about making a sequel which would be released in 2015 or 2016. I hope they do. I'm sure it would be just as good as the original.

Here's Hoping

I had an interview yesterday that I actually felt I had over dressed for. That's not a bad thing. I had applied to the job at some point last week and had the interview scheduled about two days after I applied, if I am remembering correctly. It is for an office assistant. It is extremely close to home which is part of the reason why I had applied to it in the first place.

Since it was for an office assistant position I put on a nice gray pair of slacks and a gray and white top. When I got there for the interview I had clearly overshot on the drive time. I got there a good 25 minutes early. I always prefer to get to an interview early but not quite that early. So I sat in my car for about 10 minutes before going in.

The reason why I said I think I over dressed is because the person behind the desk was wearing jeans and a t-shirt and the lady who interviewed me was wearing black pants and a t-shirt. Better safe than sorry though. I would much rather over dress for an interview than under dress.

I personally feel that the interview went great. She explained every aspect I could possibly have hoped for except for the pay rate. I didn't even have to ask any questions and I wasn't about to ask about the pay rate. Something is better than nothing and with how close it is to home I'm not worried about the gas price aspect to it.

I have to say it was the most relaxed interview I've ever had in my life up to and including the fact that she was joking around with me. We got along really well. At least I think so.

Normally an interview takes about 15 minutes. It didn't feel like it at the time but once I got back to my car I realized that it had been a 45 minute long interview. I'm taking that as a good sign. I'm also taking it as a good sign in so far as that it didn't feel like it had been that long.

Apparently it is a very small office enviroment. It is the person who interviewed me as well as the person who greeted me at the desk. The person who was behind the desk wants to work more closely with the person who interviewed me as she needs some things taken off of her plate. So basically I would be taking over the person behind the desk's job.

The job itself sounds perfect for me actually. It is a blend of office work and customer service which are my two biggest strong suites. She told me that she will pick the top three candidates and then schedule a second interview with them but that she would want the person behind the desk to be part of that second interview since it is such a small office enviroment she wants to make sure everyone gets a long.

I am really, really hoping I get the call back and I am also really, really hoping that I get this job. Not only because I need one but because, oddly enough, I think I would enjoy working there. The idea of having such a small team of people (a total of three) interests me a lot more than having a team of twenty or thirty.

I feel that I answered all of her questions in a satisfactory manner and she even commented on how some of my past work history would be very beneficial to their office. I'm taking that as a good sign. I have thought such things before and not received a call back or received a job offer but for some reason I feel really good about this one.

I think for the next interview I'll wear something  a little less formal. I'm thinking a nice pair of khakis and a really nice top to go with it. I know I'm jumping ahead of myself on that but the idea popped into my head of how I should dress for the second interview should I receive a call back.

The way she put it, it sounds like whoever she wants to come in for a second interview will be contacted by mid to late next week. After that they would make a decision and a job offer. Once the offer was made a background check would be done. Once the background check was completed, which I am not even remotely worried about, the job would start sometime in the beginning to the middle of November.

*fingers crossed*

Sex! Yay!

Two nights ago Master and I started fooling around. Normally if I'm not wet I'm at least moist enough for Him to be able to slide into me. He may still have to force it a bit but that night I was pretty dry. The main reason being that I'm on my period and I had literally just taken out a tampon I hadn't had in very long. It took me a while to get wet. Another part of the problem was actually kind of embarrassing.

As Master was trying to basically line things up He said, "Well this could have something to do with it."

I looked down and He had a small piece of cotton on His finger. It was from when I took the tampon out. It happens sometimes when it's still a rather new one and you take it out before it really gets all that wet. I was embarrassed about it but Master just flicked it off of His finger and told me not to worry about it. I'm glad He's not really phased by things like that.

Last night my period was more spotting than anything so I hadn't put in a tampon at all that day. As a result I was no where near being dry.

He grabbed my legs, pulled me down, and then immediately grabbed my wrists and pinned me to the bed so He could molest my tits. That is one sure fire way of getting me revved up. He then let go of my wrists and slide down so He could eat me out and finger me. I came really, really hard.

He then flipped me over and pulled me up so I was on all fours. The sex was rough and wonderful. I got off several more times. I snaked my arms underneath me after He had me in the face down ass up position and started playing with His balls.

I love doing that even if it's not always the easiest thing to do. *laughs* I say that because of the pace He's fucking me it's not always something I can do with a tad bit more movement rather than just keeping my hand in one place so His the underside of His nuts brush against my hand. I'm sometimes afraid that if I don't just keep my hand still that I'll hurt Him somehow. Well, not really hurt Him but basically cause discomfort. After all those are sensitive.

So far He hasn't complained so I must be doing something right.

Anyway... the sex was incredible and we were both very tired and very satisfied afterward.

Sad Face

I don't know if any of you noticed this when you visited my blog a couple of days ago but apparently my blog coding was hacked. I had no idea until three nights ago Master went to read my blog and a pop up ad opened in a completely new tab. Weird. I obviously don't code in any ads for my blog, let alone pop up ads. I thought that maybe it was a fluke but nope. The next day we tried it multiple times and it happened each and every time.

I double checked my layout as well as the actual HTML and none of it had changed. What the hell? I thought that maybe Blogger itself had been hacked by someone putting pop up ads on everyone's blogs. I went to their official discussion boards and while other people were experiencing it as well, it wasn't everyone.

I created my own discussion and went from there. I included my URL and explained what was going on. Well, there were three gadget codes I had on my blog that I didn't create myself and were not created by Blogger. You can search the internet for all sorts of little things to add to your blog to make it look nice. I obviously don't know how to do some of it myself so I would take them from tutorials on the web.

I have had these for over a year, so I thought nothing of it. But one of the Blogger reps told me that those three things had to be removed. They were causing the pop up ads. I didn't really believe it at first because like I said I had them for quite some time. I requested further information.

Apparently the gadget codes I used from those three tutorials were written by a hacker or hackers. Once these type of people think that they have enough people using the codes they just go through and alter one small thing and before you know it they cause pop up ads or worse. Thankfully this was only pop up ads. Some of them carry viruses or malware.

I was upset about it which may sound incredibly stupid. There was no harm done and all I had to do was remove those three things. However, the reason why I was upset is because I have worked really hard on this blog to get it just the way I want it. That includes literally hours of searching for the right kind of gadget codes I want that looked on the up and up and that I thought were awesome and then putting them in place.

The three things I had to remove were my blogger counter, my recent posts, and my recent comments.

As you may notice the recent posts widget is back but I used the Blogger approved one rather than the original that I had. It is very similar but not quite how I would like it. 

I really loved the look of my recent comments gadget but of course that had to go. I searched and Blogger doesn't have an approved one available. I also loved my counter. Blogger doesn't have a nice looking one.

I really, really want to find a way to replace those but I don't want to risk something like that happening again. I realize it doesn't effect the blog really. It just effects the aesthetic. I think it bothers me more simply because I have worked so hard and gone through so many changes on this blog to get it exactly how I want it.

Duplicate

Yesterday Master and I were helping my mother trim a tree. Well, actually they are about three or four trees that were planted so close together that they started growing basically into one tree. It took a little while because we were trying to figure our which part of the tree(s) were alive and which were dead. My mom wanted a specific portion of the tree taken off so that there wouldn't be so much overhang on the driveway but she also wanted to keep as much of the healthy part of it as she could. Thankfully we were able to figure it out eventually.

Anyway after we were done trimming it we started dragging the branches, some of which were rather large, and throwing them into a field behind my mother's house. Master was handling most of the larger branches.

Master was out back throwing away one of the larger branches and I was up where the tree was picking up twigs. I heard Him call my name and I looked over wondering what was up. I started walking over there and I asked Him what was wrong. He looked upset.

He lost His wedding ring.

He was throwing away one of the branches and as He flipped His hand back to let go of the branch the ring went flying.

I was immediately upset and frantic. We searched everywhere. My mother came over to help us look. She even had a metal detector so we used that as well! Nothing. The only thing the metal detector found was the barbed wire fence and some pipes. That's it. We made sure it would pick up the ring. They are titanium so I took mine off, placed it gently on the ground, and waved it over my ring. It worked.

We have no idea where it went. We tried over and over again. Later that night we brought out flashlights to see if the light would glimmer off the ring. Nope.

All told my Master and I searched for it six or seven times yesterday. My mother searched out there by herself twice. And then Master and I tried again twice today. It's almost like it flew off His finger and landed in a pocket dimension.

Well, Master isn't about to walk around without a wedding ring on. And given all the dense bushes, bramble, field, mud, and trees back where it flew off His hand I honestly don't think we're going to find it. It really, really sucks. Of course both of us would prefer Him to have the original one that was placed on His finger on our wedding day, but if that is not possible a duplicate will have to do.

So today we got Master's new ring size. We weighed quite a bit more when we got married than He does now. His ring size when we got married was 13.5. It is now 10.5. Holy shit.

As soon as we got back home I went to the website where we ordered the original from and ordered the exact same ring with the exact same inscription. It takes them five business days to make the ring and then they will ship it. I will say that I am glad that we found out His correct ring size. Now hopefully it won't fly off His finger as easily. I can't believe His ring size is three sizes smaller than it was in 2007.

I'm just very grateful that since we had to purchase a replacement that I was able to get the exact same ring. Our rings match so that was important to me and to Him.

Once it comes in the mail I'll slip it onto His finger just like I did with the original. 

Before They Hatch

I got some good news yesterday. I had apparently missed a call from a company I had applied to. I listened to the voice mail and called them back immediately. Thankfully, I was able to get a hold of them on my first call. I was worried that since it was close to the end of the business day that I would have to leave a message with them and wait for another call back.

I had literally applied to them the day before. I talked to a very nice woman on the phone who wanted to schedule an in person interview. I told her that my availability is open. She suggested Wednesday the 15th at 2pm or 3pm. I confirmed the 2pm.

I'm honestly a little surprised that the interview was scheduled so late, meaning that the interview isn't until next week. Normally when I've been called about an interview it's within a couple of days. I'm not complaining at all. I just found it a little odd.

It is an office assistant job and since I have worked in an office enviroment for the past five years I hope that goes in my favor. Another bonus is that the company is only ten minutes away. So regardless of the pay scale I won't have to worry about gas money as much as I had to at my last job. My last job was forty-five minutes away and the gas money was killing me even with a person sharing the gas costs with me due to the car pool.

I haven't had a job since my last one. I was let go from there back at the end of February. I never in my life would have thought I would be unemployed this long. Never. I have had interviews and I have had second interviews but never a job offer. I don't think I did anything wrong in the interviews honestly. I've done the best I could but I just hadn't been able to land a job.

I am very hopeful about the job interview next week. It's not just because I have been unemployed for so long but also because of the fact that it is so close to home. It would make travel incredibly easy. And with winter coming up I think that would be a very, very good thing.

I'm not counting my chickens before they hatch. I'm continuing to apply to jobs. I would be incredibly stupid if I didn't.

Here is hoping. I was joking with Master about how weird it will be to have a set schedule again. *laughs* I haven't had a set schedule since basically the end of February/beginning of March. It has all been pretty much doing things as they need to be done. Done.

Not A One Stop Shop

The weather lately has been fucked up. Some days it would be warm if it wasn't for the wind kicking up. Other days it's not windy at all but is still chilly as hell. The past few nights Master and I have been cold. Not freezing. We just bundle up more at night and then wake up cold to the point where you want to wrap the blanket around you before you even move.

The heat around here isn't the greatest so last night we borrowed a space heater for our bedroom from a family member. It worked wonderfully. The one we used to have wasn't nearly as good as this one. Plus the last one we had wasn't meant to be run frequently. It was more for when you were out in a garage or something along those lines. The heat sucked at our last apartment too.

We thanked our family member for allowing us to borrow the one we had and I asked where they got it. They told me that they didn't remember but knew some stores that sold it. As a result my family member and I went shopping for it today. I thought it was going to be one quick stop but it didn't end up that way.

It ended up being the following:

1. We ran to the store to get dog food as I realized how low we actually were.
2. Went to the gas station.
3. Stopped at the grocery store to buy bagels.
4. Stopped at Sam's Club to see if they had it. They did but for way too much money. We ended up picking up a few other things while there.
5. We had to stop at an ATM.
6. We stopped at Lowe's. They had that one but was actually $50 more than what Sam's Club had it for.
7. We went to Menard's and they had it in stock! It was till more expensive than I expected but by that point I figured I might as well get it since we had already gone to so many places and I didn't want to borrow it again.

Now we have one and I don't have to worry about it. It even has a remote control in case you want to be incredibly lazy.  It's still in the box as we haven't decided whether or not we will need it tonight, but it's nice to know we don't have to worry about it now.

Eye Twitch

Not much going on right now really. Honestly it's just a lot of the same shit but just a different day. With certain things that are going on it seems to just all come back to the bullshit about my dad and this new... thing.... that he is living with. I guess it is considered dating? I don't know. Whatever you want to call her all I know is that just hearing her name matches my eye twitch.

It just seems like since the last time we saw him we haven't heard anything what so ever from him. I somehow have a feeling that we won't hear from him at all until just before Halloween. Normally from the first of October to the end of it we hear from him asking when we can come over and decorate. Nothing. But now that he has that thing living with him I'm sure she's helping him.

However, I am waiting to hear from him when it gets closer to trick and treat. For a very long time we have made sure to be there to dress up and help with his mini haunted house that he does while handing out candy. In fact, last year I left work early just so we could get there on time.

But I've decided that I'm not going this year. After everything that has gone on, some of which I haven't posted about, there is no way I feel like helping him right now. I don't even really want to see him for a while right now.

I'm still trying to play nice so if he asks why he hasn't seen me in a while I'll just tell him that I've been busy. *shrugs*

A tiny update on my grandfather...

He is now telling people that he built himself a coffin and it is in the room directly across from his. It's actually a dresser. Obviously he did not build it. But I guess on a couple of occasions he has literally started making his way toward that room in his wheelchair. Thankfully someone has been able to stop him each time because that is a different patient's room. I can't imagine that would end well. We are all still very confused as to how the hell his body hasn't given out yet. He is in a lot of pain. He is thankfully not trying to walk much by himself anymore. I have a feeling it's because it is too painful to try. There are some days where it hurts him just to lift his arms. *sigh* I just wish the man was at peace.

What The Hell Body?!

There isn't much to report. For the past three days, including today, I have been sore all over. Unfortunately it's not from anything fun or exciting. I've just been waking up with my body aching from the base of my head down to my hip line. It sometimes also goes down into my upper legs. I have no idea why. I'm not sick and it's not very cold out. Actually it's been unseasonably warm lately.

The lowest it has gotten is in the low 50's and that was a fluke apparently because the rest of the time has been in the mid 60's to the mid 70's.

It only seems to get worse as the day goes by. There is really no rhyme or reason to it. I'm not doing a lot in so far as physical labor or anything. I pretty much just do things around the house and then run a couple of errands. Yay or something.

Master has been incredibly sweet and has given me a back rub the past two nights to try and help. It really does but then within a couple of hours it's just right back where it use to be. The couple of hours of relief are awesome though. I think it would be a lot worse if He hadn't worked on my back. Especially along my hip line.

I think that part is due to the fact that my period should be starting soon. I don't get a lot of actual cramps. I mean I do get cramps, but most of the pain comes from my lower back right along my hips and the tail bone.

The rest of the body doesn't make sense though. The only thing I can compare it to is when I have the flu. That is really the only time my entire body aches. I don't have a cough or even a sniffle going on. What the hell body?!

In other news, the healing from my four teeth being extracted is going really well. All of the stitches are gone. My gums are still sensitive but it is getting better everyday. I'm almost eating normally now. It has only been a week as of today so honestly I'm really surprised about how quickly the healing process has been. I'm very thankful that I didn't get dry socket and I am far beyond the point where I could get it. I really only needed the prescription strength pain killers for the first day which is awesome.

Next week Friday I have to go see my shrink. I'm honestly a little overdue for an appointment with him. But situations as they are it has been difficult to plan anything in advance until very recently. I know it will go well but now that we've moved the shrink's office is an additional hour away. Oh well. It's only twice a year and eventually it will get to once a year from what my shrink told me.