Caffiene Crash

Yep. Totally starting a caffeine crash right now. Yay me!

So I thought I would do my blog post before I totally shut down.

Master made a comment yesterday about how it seems that I'm getting more bitchy when I'm PMSing/on my period as of late. And I have to agree with Him.

When I first met Him I was 20 years old. PMS?! What the fuck is that? I was care free and like, "Oh wow. My pussy is bleeding again." It wasn't a big deal at all. If there was any side effect what so ever, it was the fact that I was just more horny than usual.

Now, as I near the ripe old age of 27 (a little less than three months away) I have noticed that each month I seem much more irritable, and I feel more bloated than usual and all that fun stuff. It's like one minute I'll be fine and happy go lucky. The next minute, something small will happen, something that has happened a million times over the course of our relationship, and I'll have daggers shooting out my eyes and venom dripping from my tongue. It sucks.

I've been apologizing for it, but it doesn't mean that makes up for it. And I know that it's hormones. But sometimes I look at myself and go, "Who the fuck are you?" when I'm on the rag.

So I told Master I want to look into some over the counter medications. I had a bottle of Excedrin Menstrual Complete. I had used it a few months back, to help with the bloating. Today I took the last pill in that bottle and I feel way better! I'm not grumpy or ready to gouge anyone's eyes out at a moment's notice. I don't know if it is truly due to the pill or not, as I'm on my third day of my period. So that may also be affecting it.

But I think I'll look into the over the counter drugs for menstrual health anyway. Any suggestions/tips/hints/advice?

He must love me to put up with me when I'm like this. Poor Master.

But hey! We had amazing sex last night where I ended up in the slave rape position! *creams*

Today I went off to work. Master called me around 2pm to tell me He wasn't feeling well. :-( It's just sinuses, but His sinuses are horrendous!

Today the driver in the carpool I'm in for work had to go to school, so she wasn't able to take us home. So she dropped us off at a bus stop. Thankfully I had already talked to Master and He picked me up, as well as the other person in the car pool who also would have waited for the bus. We dropped him off, and then Master and I went home.

We ate dinner, relaxed, and now I'm just trying to keep my eyes open.

Being Goofy

Master and I are two of the biggest goofs, when we're alone. Okay, sometimes we don't have to be alone to be goofy, but it helps. *giggles*

Today we got our grocery shopping done, and also hit Walgreens to pick up a few things. So once our errands were out of the way, we got down to enjoying our day together.

We have been watching funny movies and TV shows. And every now and then today I have just walked up to Master and started cuddling on Him and being goofy. It's made Him laugh and smile and tell me to behave myself once I went a bit far with it. But at least He was telling me to behave with a grin on His face and shaking His head as He chuckled.

I've greatly enjoyed our weekend together.

Tomorrow it's back to work with me.

Master might be going to a local college to ask them some questions. Whether He enrolls or not, I'm not sure. I'm also not sure how that would effect His unemployment benefits, or even if it would. We would have to file for financial aid, so I'm not sure how they factor that in? *shrugs*

Like I said I'm not sure if He's going to enroll or not. I talked to Him about it a bit more today and He said He's seriously leaning towards "Yes".

Either way I'll support His decision, and Him.

Joys Of Being Female

Yeah, so I'm sure that you've guessed by the title that if you're a man, you might not want to read this post. *laughs*

Today, while doing stuff around the apartment I realized that I had gotten my period. Joys of joys.

I went into the bathroom and discovered that I only had one tampon left. *sigh* Ya know, you don't think about that kind of stuff for three weeks a month, and then when you need them you're like "Son of a bitch."

So I put on some clothes and headed to the store. Master does not buy tampons. He has never, once, bought me a box of tampons, at least not without me standing right there. Like He'll pay for them, but I don't think He'd want to go to the store alone and have to stare at all those boxes going, "What. The. Fuck. She's gonna shove this up her twat. This is not rocket science. Why are there so many different kinds?!"

And then have to proceed to the checkout counter after giving up and just grabbing whatever box was closest. *laughs* I just, don't see it happening. It's not like He's ever refused to go pick up a box. I've just never asked Him. I've never uttered the words, "Babe while you're at the store could you get us some soda, some paper towels... Oh! And a box of tampons. But the regulars. Not the supers."

Nope. Never happened. I don't know why I haven't asked. It's just not something I've done. Whether He would do it or not if I asked Him to, I have no idea. You would think after being with Him for almost 7 years I would know the answer to that. But it's never come up. I've always either been with Him, or gone myself.

So anyway, I went to the store. And of course while I was there I realized we needed some other things, so I grabbed those as well. When I got home I put everything away and wrapped the Christmas gifts we've already bought.

And while I was doing so I said to Master, "I don't see why we need to pay for those things anyway." And He was like, "Uh... pay for what?"

I seem to be rather random when I'm on my period. It's odd.

So I said, "Tampons. I don't see why we have to pay for tampons."

So He said, "Well someone has to make them and they have to make a profit."

To which I replied, "Yeah but it's not like it's something we can help! We don't have a choice in it. It's just something that happens. I shouldn't have to pay for something I can't control!"

But if the world worked that way, that means you'd never have to pay for medication or health care. Which would be awesome. It's not like you can control it when you're sick or injured. (Okay, maybe sometimes. Like when you do something totally stupid.)

Plus who decided that a piece of cotton (I think it's cotton? Whatever.) in a plastic applicator should cost so damn much, for like... a box of frickin' 20. Which most women would agree sometimes is not enough to get you through you entire period.

And another thing, why is it that some stores put their tampons by the toliet paper... which makes sense to me. And yet other stores, like the one I went to today, puts them next to the baby diapers, condoms, and pregnancy tests.

*blinks*

It's like they are covering all their bases. Having all that stuff in one aisle.

"Got your period? Then don't worry, and breathe a sigh of relief while looking  at the other stuff in the aisle, as you grab the tampons. Didn't get your period? We're gonna freak you out by putting the pregnancy tests right next to baby diapers! And that's also why we put the condoms there, to scare the shit out of teenage boys."

Getting The Ball Rolling

Today shortly after Master and I got out of bed, I grabbed the phone and called unemployment. I sat on hold and once someone came on the line I handed the phone to Master. We got the information that we needed. Thankfully the person that we talked to was very helpful.

Once that was done I did some research on colleges for Master. We found one that Master wouldn't mind going to. He hasn't decided if that is the route that He wants to take, or not.

Time will tell.

So other than that, today I got the little Christmas shopping I have mostly done. Just three more very small things to buy and that's it. I know we don't really have the money right now, but I didn't spend that much. And Master and I are thinking that instead of getting one another presents, we would just go out to dinner or something like that.

Once I got back (Master stayed home), we relaxed most of the day and talked about His various options and what steps we would take. Other than that we have been trying to relax and enjoy the extra time together.

My left eye is bothering me tonight. I have an astigmatism in that eye, so I think it's probably eye strain. So I will cut this post a bit short.

Calm, Cool, Collected

At least that's what I'm going for. Although that isn't how I was when I first found out.

Wondering what the hell I'm talking about? Read on.

Today was like any other weekday has been. I got up. I went to work. I worked.

Then the last hour of work came around. Master called me when He got out of work like He usually does. He sounded upset. My first thought was that something had happened to one of our animals. Seriously, that was the thought that ran through my head. "Holy shit something is wrong with the dog or one of the rabbits!"

Thankfully that was not the case.

However, I was not even remotely considering what had actually happened.

Master was fired from His job today.

Let that sink in a minute.

*waits*

This is the job that He had been after for over two months, since before He quit His last job. The one that went through all the trouble of sending Him to a clinic for a drug test and a full body physical. They then hired Him. For three fucking weeks. He was at that job for three weeks, and today, at the end of the day, His supervisor fired Him.

Master had been going to work each day, on time, never taking long breaks or leaving early. He was scheduled to work 8 hours of overtime this upcoming Saturday. He went above and beyond His job duties. He never talked back, He kept His mouth shut and did what He was told to do, and then some.

But the supervisor walked up to Him, and told Him that he didn't think Master was a good fit for the company. *blinks*

We don't understand. Now some of you may be sitting there after reading the paragraph where I describe what Master was doing two paragraphs above this one and going, "Well yeah, no shit. That's what you're supposed to do."

Which it is. You're right. But I went through the trouble of writing that out because we have no idea why He was fired besides the fact that the supervisor said Master wasn't a good fit. Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.

So. Yeah.

After we got off the phone I sat there for a moment stunned. Then I started crying. But it was the type of crying where you know you're in public and you don't want people to notice you're crying.

Well my coworker did notice, and she pulled me into the bathroom and I broke down. I told her Master was just fired, and that we had spent over $100 on clothes specifically for that job because it was required. Then we had just spent over $100 on work clothes for me. And Christmas is coming up. And we don't know what the unemployment situation will be now, or how long it will take for Him to find another job.

Basically I just was rambling. She gave me a hug, and for as much as I complain about her, she is a nice woman. She told me that everything was going to be okay. She said she would pray for us. And I know she is very much a believer in her religion, and so I took that to heart and thanked her. It isn't my religion, but the thought is appreciated none the less.

I calmed myself down and went back to my desk. I then went into my supervisor's office and said that I was sorry it was such short notice, but I had just gotten some bad news and I was wondering if I could cancel having off on New Year's Eve, and have off tomorrow instead. He said that would be fine and said that if something was up at home I should take care of that. He even went so far as to say that he appreciated the fact that I was canceling my other day off, instead of calling in sick.

Why did I want tomorrow off? Well, there is a lot of shit we have to handle, and I can't do it from work. We have to get a hold of unemployment and sort all that shit out. We have to figure out a new budget. We have to figure out a plan of action. Master is now debating whether He should enroll in college. Part of the problem with the job market is that they either want a college degree (which Master currently doesn not have) or at least two years experience in the given field, if not more.

Master is more of a jack of all trades, so He doesn't really have a defined skill set. He is a quick learner, but when applying for jobs they don't really take that into account. They want a degree, or they want experience. Most of Master's experience is in customer service (retail) which doesn't pay very well and want teenagers usually, and general labor. Which again the market isn't looking to hot on that front either.

So I'm sure we'll also be looking into His options as far as college goes as well.

Now pretty much everything but the unemployment thing could have waited until the weekend. But once I got a hold of myself, I basically let instinct take over and it was telling me to start hammering this shit out now.

Thankfully we still have some money set aside for emergencies. But I'm hoping we don't have to touch it.

Once I got home from work I told Master I took the day off tomorrow, and explained why. He said He agreed with my decision. I'm still getting paid for that day, so no loss there.

We hugged one another and we talked. We ate dinner, and now we're just letting all of this sink in a bit more. But I have a grip on myself and I'm pretty calm right now.

So back to the drawing board.

My New Clothes Are Here!

When Master and I got up this morning I checked the tracking number I received for those clothes and heels I bought online. It was in our area, so I figured that they would be here today. So that was on my mind throughout the work day. :-)

While I was at work Master called me to let me know that He has mandatory overtime on Saturday. :-( It's good for the paycheck but it makes for a weird Saturday. When Master has to work Saturdays at His new job it's from 5am to 11am. So He'll come home, be super tired, relax for a while and then take like a two hour nap. At least that's what happened two weeks ago. I can't blame Him and I'm not mad about it, but it's just weird.

Work was okay for me. I realized how the small things at work can amuse me to no end. Ya see, I was sharing a printer with a coworker this entire time. And since a lot of what I do is print, it made it somewhat aggravating because she'd be in the middle of printing and I would have to wait, or she would hit print when I would and it would make the printer fuck up. Ugh. It was annoying. Well today I got my very own printer! I was so happy when they set it up! I was thanking the IT guy, because it had literally just arrived and he was going to wait until tomorrow, but I was kinda sorta but not really pestering him about it. *laughs* He's a good sport.

My coworker complained because my printer was newer than hers. She wanted the new one and have me take the old one. To which the IT guy replied, "I'm not disconnecting your printer, to hook it up to her computer, just so you can have a newer one." *evil laugh*

So I'll be printing to my heart's content tomorrow!

It's a sad, sad thing to get so excited over. But meh.

Once I got home Master and I ate dinner. My new clothes had in fact shown up! They were outside the apartment building when Master came home. It's a damn good thing no one else took it! I would have been pissed.

So first I tried on the heels. *duh* They look fucking hot! They are a little big, but that's okay. Because they didn't come in half sizes, and a whole size smaller would have killed my feet.

Then I carefully put those away and Master commented how He wanted to see my new shirts on me. So as I took each new shirt out (five in total) I opened it up, put it on, asked what Master thought, went to hang it up, and then took out the next one. It was a little fashion show, only I was just wearing the shirt. No other clothing. So it was a pants-less fashion show. *laughs*

Now Master and I are relaxing and enjoying spending what little time together we have each night after work.

It's December Already

Seriously, where the hell did 2009 go? For a while it seemed like it wouldn't end, like in a bad way. But now? Now I'm going to have to remind myself that in about 30 days I'm going to have to start writing 2010, or '10 for short. That just looks weird doesn't it? Yes. Yes it does.

And it's December, which means that every fucking store or restaurant you go into is playing Christmas music. That is if they didn't start playing it in October. You know, the asshole stores.

Not to mention everyone being cranky because they are racking up credit card bills buying crap that people are going to say they love but then shove away in a closet, or stand in line to return the next day if you were nice enough to give them a gift receipt.

Master and I decided already that we are only buying gifts for a very select few this year. We're getting back on our feet, and there is no reason to slip again because we felt like we had to buy stuff for everyone we know.

But enough about that.

Master had a really rough day at work today. Me? Mine was just kind of long and annoying. Nothing really major going on there.

When I got home we watched Terminator Salvation (I don't really care for the movie, but I still watched it) and ate dinner. I took my bath and put on an outfit for Master.

He's worn out and just kind of here. I'm somewhere between "Is it time for bed yet?" and "I just want to be lazy right now." It's a fine line, trust me.

But tomorrow is hump day, so at least that much. Although I wish I was typing that tomorrow was Friday. Because that would rock.