My Inadequacies, Obsessions and Ailments....

My job is definitely feast or famine. Some days I am near tears because I am so busy. Other days I am messing around all day on the internet not doing a stitch of work. Today is a situation of the latter.
I just wish I could figure out this freaking blog stuff. I am so lost, it's not even funny. I've been trying to read all of the help subjects and I am just more confused now. I wrote a post yesterday and I can't get the damn thing to publish, for some reason. But I guess like anything else, you'll learn as you go along. But it is quite frustrating, nonetheless. The first time I posted, everything went swimmingly. I was all, "Wow. This is pretty easy. I can dig it." Then the second post causes all these problems. Errors. And I guess I don't really understand what a blog is. Is it the whole site-with posts on it? Or is each post considered a blog?
And to add pictures? Oh hells no. I'm gonna stay away from that for a while. That whole process lookes a little too daunting.
Well, onto my non-blogging life......Bas and I are going to go car shopping today. We will almost certainly purchase a Toyota. I believe they are the most relaible cars ever made. At one time 4 of the 5 driving age people in my family alll owned Toyotas. My best friend Anthony had a Tercel. My parents are still driving the ones they bought like 50 years ago. My favorite is the Toyota Avalon. I rented one once and I wanted to move into it. It was so large and luxurious. Like a small apartment without the old man biggness on the outside.
We are also going to get purchase our coffee table today. Finally. An all glass number we found at Jennifer Leather/Convertible. The same place we just bought a couch. However, the best furniture store in New York City (and we have visited MANY in the last 2 weeks) is Maurice Villency visit the website: http://www.mauricevillency.com/. Better yet, if you live in NYC, visit the showroom it's a real sight to behold. He makes the most delicious furniture. It isn't cheap but you would probably keep it long enough to pass on to your grandkids, so in that sense it's worth it. When I buy a home, I will purchase a piece from there like once a year or so. It's the stuff most folks have to save up for.
You know yesterday the landlord knocks on our door. And my husband I are so damn gay that we both ran into the bedroom laughing a rolling around on the bed like two idiots. Why? I just don't know. Finally, I pushed him toward the door to answer it. The dude wants to show our apartment while we still live there. Is that normal? We are paid up until November 1st, so in my mind-Keep out until then. Unless you want to give a discount. I don't want to have to clean my house (in the middle of moving) so strangers can come traipsing through our shit. I have an obsession to clean for guests. It could be my best friend, anyone in my family, the pest control guy, the refrigerator repairman. Hell, one day Bas had bad pains in his stomach and I had to call the ambulance. Before they got there, I was straight up running around picking stuff up. It makes me uncomfortable for anyone to see my house untidy. I prefer to keep that as our "dirty litlle secret." Get it? Dirty? Like the house is dirty? And so is the secret. He he. We said yes, but I think I am going to change my mind. I have enough to worry about with the move.

So okay this will be the last subject on this here blog. Or post. What the hell ever. I have been suffering from a cyst on my wrist for like the past six weeks or so. At first I thought it was carpal tunnel or repetitive strain injury. Until one day I flipped my wrist down and noticed a boulder in it. My mom, sister and brother all had the same thing. So, I went on the internet to do some reasearch on it.
By the way, internet researching of ailments can be a friend or a foe. I once convinced myself I had leukemia when I had really just (well not "just" because it was very painful) slipped a joint in my back called the sacrum. It's the joint that holds the tailbone to the spine. But because nerves were being pinched, I was feeling numbness and pain all down the backs of my legs and in my butt. WebMD said those were some of the symtoms linked to Leukemia. So there you go. I thought I was dying until I saw a real doctor and he gave me the real news.

So, the cyst. The cyst is called a ganglion cyst. They aren't sure what causes it, but apparently many people get it. You can either wait for it to go down and hope it doesn't come back, or have it surgically removed and it shouldn't ever come back.
Then there's the old fashioned method.
And that is to slam it with a book. Yes, really. That is how people used to cure this thing. Now of course surgeons want to make money off of surgery so they don't, uh hem, recommend that anymore. Instead they would rather put you under anethesia (chance of dying), and you have to recover for 3-4 weeks and hope when you heal everything is the same. And if you have a job that requires tying, like me-it's not good.
So my brother opted for the book method to got rid of his, at the advice of his doctor. He used a phone book and a friend who was willing to hit him really hard. He recovered in two minutes and hasn't had a problem since.
My mom's cyst popped while opening a bottle. My sister still suffers with it swelling up from time to time.
Me? I will not agree to surgery, but I am not opposed to the book method. It's alot less invasive. And my brother said he's extremely happy that he did it.
But I meet people all the time who have had the same thing. I am wearing a wrist splint and I am asked a lot, "What happened to your wrist?" When I tell them 4 of 5 people say to me, "Oh I had one too."
Thank goodness the swelling is starting to go away and I can use my right hand again to do simple tasks. Like sign my name. And just in time for the big move. Thank God. Otherwise my huband would have been cursing me silently in his head the whole time as he'd be packing and carrying everything himself.
I love him. He's the best.