August 24, 2012

  • Week at a Glance

    Sunday: My parents were invited to my cousin's house-warming party, but I was not. I was totally okay with that since not only did I know I'd be incredibly bored, but another cousin's husband was stopping by to drop off a movie for me to borrow. He couldn't stay long to chat, but I sure was looking forward to that movie! I couldn't watch the movie without mum because she wanted to see it too, so I just read or practiced my lines. 

    When my parents got back my mum had to tell me in great detail how the party went and how bored she also was. I was terribly bored listening to her so I started jumping on her new trampoline. I started doing changement de pieds which apparently looked hilarious, and mum had me do more. Then she told me I was doing it wrong from the video she watched (she's been youtubing tramp exercising videos) and told me to do those. I started on that but found them a bit awkward and ended up landing on the edging of the tramp and rolled my ankle. My arch, my toes, and the outside of my foot were all bruised, so I had to ice and elevate my foot. 

    Monday: My foot was still hurting, and I stayed on the couch most the day. The only time I went out was to pick up my dad from work cuz mum forgot, and I made him stop at the library to pick up the movie waiting for me. Mum wanted to go to the library so after dad and I got back, she and dad went to look at books. Since I was also out of library books I had mum look for ones for me as well  

    Tuesday: I woke up having remembered another dream. Only parts of it though, and not the main "plot" or similar. I walked into some sort of building to meet friends and as I was about to sit, I saw a cute guy across the table. I sat beside a friend and across from the cute guy whose name was Randy (I kept thinking of it with an 'i' but that is totally girly spelling). The table had mismatched chairs and the one I sat in was a problem (either too short or tall or something), so I was about to start switching all the chairs when I realized I could just go sit next to Randy. A little later Randy got up to get something and my friend Emily sat in his seat. When Randy came back he sat at the end of the table, putting him at a kitty-corner and leaving one person between us. 

    My brother picked me up and I sat in the front seat (something I was rarely allowed in real life). Behind the parking lot was a train track and I watched one go by, then I watched a type of flatbed go by filled with white star wars drones, then a similar carting of motorcycles. My brother liked the bikes, particularly the bright green one in the back row. In the parking lot we passed a rusted out old car with "LL Bugg" on the sides, a guy who works with teens and didn't think the car would start. My brother was going to give the guy a ride -they might be friends?- and I was hoping that Randy was one of Bugg's workers rather than a troubled teen. We pulled around to the building's door where others were waiting (I think it may have been raining), and I was just about to find out who was being offered a ride when I woke up. 

    Wednesday: My day started out rather wretched with waking up too early and then not being able to fall back asleep. I just lay in bed until the I felt like actually getting ready for work. Some of that extra time was spent prepping some documents to email myself so I could work on them should I have to fill in on the front desk -which I did for most of today. But before I even got to work, I finished the last little bit of my hot chocolate and dropped my travel mug as I was going out the door. I thankfully had fifteen minutes to spare in which to change my clothes, clean up the floor, and make myself a new hot chocolate with the icky other brand my mum likes. 

    One of the documents I was prepping was my resume. Not because I want to quit the job I now have, but because I was told by a cast-mate that the publishing company he works at might have a "satellite" editor position opening... Apparently this is similar to the freelancing I do for musa -aka contracted by a company, but not actually on staff. I'm sure you're wondering how this guy is working for a different publishing company than I am when I said mine was the only one in town. Well, it turns out that the company I was told was going bankrupt about five years ago managed to survive due to an overhaul and somehow became one of the biggest self-publishing companies in North America wtf Go freaking figure.

    Thursday: Work was not too terribly exciting, the "highlight", if you will, was my re-injuring my foot when I accidentally whacked it off the side of a desk. Needless to say, pain ensued and yet I still had to walk home from work because my dad stole the car to go to the Fish&Game Club with my cousin for target practice. Thankfully rehearsal was cancelled or I would have been terribly late. Well, I think it was cancelled, the rehearsal of Act Two was at any rate and since I'm not in Act One I have no idea if they still had a rehearsal. My cousin stayed for dinner which was at 8pm because they did not get home until after 730. My cousin stayed until about 1030pm or so, and then I went to my room to read on my couch so as to have some quiet time before going to bed. My mum seriously doesn't care that I had to work because she was still popping into my room after midnight to chat about this and that. *ugh*

    Friday: Normally I don't work on Fridays, but I was asked to come in today so I could do some proofreading as the other proofreader was taking a long weekend (she also won't be in on Monday). I arrived at work and was not given any proofreading, so I decided to finish up Chapter Five for the C&C assignment from the previous day. I got it done before noon and asked if the material I needed to proof was ready yet. I was then told it would not be ready until Tuesday now. Why was I needed today then?!? censored Instead of getting to go home as I was hoping (I wanted to work on my freelance editing today), I was told to work on the next chapter for the C&C. I just hope that the proofreading isn't going to be a priority as I won't be in until later in the week due to switching shifts with another girl who does NOT do proofing.

    Today was payday and I was told that the mistake in a previous paycheque had been corrected -did I tell you that one was rejected when I attempted to deposit it?- and I could now deposit all my paycheques (I was not able to deposit any following paycheques until this one was sorted). When I got home I went through my paystubs and it turns out that the two cheques I had been given today were of last week's and this week's pay (we're paid weekly); It did NOT include a re-issued cheque for my pay four freaking weeks ago! That's right, I haven't been able to deposit an entire MONTH's worth of pay. So the question is this: since they obviously have not found my missing money, does that mean I shouldn't deposit my paycheques or do it anyways since I was given the okay? *le sigh*

    On a plus note, I do have rehearsal tonight!

    SUMR