Stressors

I don't write about my job much here, mostly because that is a good way to get dooced, but also because it is pretty mundane. I like the company I work for and I like the people I work with, and that isn't so interesting. But lately things have gotten stressful. I don't like it. I'm not losing my job or anything, but I guess the possibility of that happening went from 10% up to maybe 25%, and that is no fun. Not based on anything I am doing differently, just the economic realities of business in America. Nothing I can worry about, just another stressor on the shoulders of the primay breadwinner. Hooray.

Other stressors?

• I haven't been to the dentist in three years and I have a toothache. Crap.
• I was kicking along on my sweater, having knit about six inches of the back panel, not even needing to refer to the charts anymore, when I started to get some chronic (like three days in a row) wrist and elbow pain. Super lame.
• Evelyn has decided naps are for babies and she is a big girl. Totally not true. Naps are for everyone! Enjoy them while you can!
• Apparently homogenized milk will give me cancer, pasturized milk is devoid of the awesome stuff you find in fresh milk, and I can't find anything but pasteurized, homogenized milk at any store.
• Money. 'Nuf said.
• I am very very serious about kicking my out-of-control soda habit, but just the thought of it makes me very very sad. That is addiction for you. I totally need to quit.
• Jon and I have a couple-friend that are separated and possibly divorcing. Really really sad.
• I have a new keyboard at work and it skips letters all over the place, making me type every sentence three times. Unless I pound the living $%#& out of the keys. Not helping the wrist/elbow situation. In fact, Im pretty sure that is CAUSING the situation.

Rachel, out.