Maundering

I started an exercise program Thursday. I had received a flyer from Curves. They were looking for volunteers for a fitness study program. All I have to do is pay a $20 refundable deposit, show up 3 times a week for three weeks, and exercise. At the end of the three weeks, as long I was never a no-call/no-show, I get my $20 back. So, I went through the circuit once Thursday, and then started my 3-a-week on Friday. The normal program is to go through the circuits twice. I felt tired but good after doing this. Unfortunately, the feeling good did not last.

I had been experiencing pain in my knees off and on since December. The bowling on Fridays was aggravating my discomfort. After bowling was over, I hadn't noticed a lot of pain, just when I would go up and down stairs. However, Friday night was a different story. The pain was a lot like a charley-horse, but only when I tried to move my leg. Once I either straightened it, or rolled over and quit moving, the pain more or less went away. This morning, it took quite some time to get up out of bed, and a lot of time to be able to stand up after I went to the bathroom. The really sharp pain, which was at the top of my calf has gone away for the moment, but now there's a more general pain around my knee cap.

I'm trying to decide if I need to should get it checked by a doctor or just suck it up, and work through it. I'm leaning more towards the latter.

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Arkieboy will be moving back home this summer. He's finally ready to come back home. I'm really glad he's coming home. But I'll have to adjust to having someone else in the house with me again. I guess I'll have to start cooking again. I am excited to have him back with me, but I've gotten so used to be alone and having the quiet in the evenings and weekends. And I'll need to get all the booze out of the house. I don't drink around him. I know this is kind of hypocritical on my part - being someone else dependant on whether my son is around or not.

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I went for a follow up on my use of the CPAP machine on Wednesday. The machine has a "smart card" that records my usage and if there is any leakage. I understand how it would record the usage times, but not how it can tell if there's leakage. Oh, well, I guess I don't really need to understand that. Anyhoo, apparently I had a LOT of leakage. So, they put me on a different type of mask.

He was going to try me on this, but I have petite nostrils (which I've never thought so, but that's what the guy said), and it doesn't come in petite. The small one wouldn't fit and there was too much leakage.




So, I've got this.




It's a good thing I sleep alone. I feel like a dork when I have this on. But, even though I had a lot of leakage with the first mask, and I haven't been able to keep either style of mask on for an entire night, I do feel a little bit more rested. So, I guess it's worth it. {/disgusted voice}

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On the topic of religion... To me, faith is such a personal issue. I know I've talked about it a few times, but for the most part, I tend to keep my views to myself. But on another board I go to (at the dating site), someone had asked about how important it was for someone you date to share the same beliefs. One of the women there, that I admire as being very well-spoken, answered with this:
"no. it doesn't matter to me what ones beliefs are.
if mine (atheist) doesn't bother them---which, so far, hasn't been an issue, even with my male friends that were raised in strict Catholic environments (schooled), then it's all good to me.

by my age and place in this world, I haven't found religion to be a problem for me.
unless others even know that I am an atheist, they wouldn't have a clue. I don't expound on my beliefs---or lack of. when my ex-nun boss says that she will pray for me when I've experienced health issues. I accept her graces and move on.
most people that I know are believers of one kind or another and I really don't care!

I am am honestly and truly happy for those that find comfort in the words of their god."

I just thought that was such a refreshing attitude, when there are people on OT who either shove their beliefs down your throat or ridicule others as being simplistic, ignorant or whatever.

I invited this woman to check out OT a few weeks ago. I don't know if she has, but I really wish she would. I think she would be a wonderful addition to the board.

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I stole my idea for my title from Jen. I went to thesaurus.com and found another way to say ramblings. Actually, it's to talk incoherently, which I do quite often.

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There's a job opening in our office. After the email went out with the in-house posting, my boss sent the email to those of us in her department with a message. "NO". The company policy about this is that you have to have your supervisor's consent. Which, if we really wanted to change positions, I don't think anyone in a supervisory position in our company would hold anyone back. For one thing, it is a really big thing that they like to promote from within whenever possible. Two, if someone's not happy in their position, you might as well let them go, because at least that way they stay in the company (assuming that they are a good employee that you want to keep). Anyway, I replied backing, asking if that meant I should tear up the resume I was working on. A little bit later, a fax had come across for my supervisor, and I carried it to her. She looked at me, and said I was NOT applying for the position. I'm saying, No, no, it's just a fax. Then, and this is when I really need that filter from brain to mouth, I said do you really think I want to work with that bunch? [/disgusted, scornful voice] I mean, you talk about some uptight, BORING people. Ugh. I wouldn't be able to stand it. And it's not like I would be trading up as far as offices go. That office may be a little bit larger, but it's upstairs where they keep it too friggin hot, and even though it's on an outside wall, it doesn't even have a window. And to me, the job would be boring. I know, to a lot of people, *MY* job would be boring. Hell, it's boring to me some days. It's not been too bad lately - I've got to work on cleaning up the aging for a couple of facilities. I know that doesn't sound fun. But I like collecting money. And it's one of the few times I can see tangible results of what I do.