Home alone, home alone - jiggity jig

Well, the good news is that my hip is healing. I don't have the chronic spasms and pain anymore, just a funny twitching when I sit for too long and it wakes me up in the middle of the night. But now my neck is coming into play. Since I've been sitting on one hip for so long, my back is all twisted up and starting to ache, and my neck never really got much treatment since being in the collar.

I am home alone for tonight and tomorrow night which is an odd experience. I think we are meant to live with people. And right now while being unemployed, I don't really get out of the house anyway, so I feel like I'm just living alone inside the box of my house for hours on end. It's a little "Lost in Translation"-esque and not really my cup of tea. But it tests my endurance and my resourcefulness to entertain myself and that can't be all bad.

I love my home

I know how prosaic it is to love one's home, but I really do love my home. I didn't really have a stationary home for most of my life, so I love my home now. And that's saying a lot after 16 days spent mostly on the couch watching the Gilmore girls and the West Wing on DVD. Although, I am getting better and did put my cute outfit to good use today helping my mom shop for work clothes. And right near the cash register she scored a beautiful blue suede jacket for 40 bucks. I almost scored one myself before I remembered that I am unemployed and without health insurance and just netted myself a lot of medical bills due to the skiing accident that knocked me on my butt for a month. C'est la vie. But tonight, I had had a good moderately tiring day and then spent the evening in ambient lighting watching the West Wing season wrap-up under a blanket and it was lovely. Our Christmas tree is still up, because we are celebrating right through the end of January and nothing is better in the mildest of California winters than pretending 60 degrees is cold weather and curling up for some down time.

I'm broke

And the triple entendre here is that I am actually (financially) broke, plus my body is "broke" and if you know me well at all, you know my mind is definitely and permanently broke.

Hope you enjoyed a laugh on my dime.

So yes, getting better takes a lot longer than I would ever want it to. I keep receiving huge bills in the mail and laughing because I can't work, or even sit for more than 30 minutes upright, and they think I am going to just write them checks for thousands of dollars. Lucky for me, I am the "deserving poor" and I am availing myself of the societal systems which all my Republican friends say are supposed to help me. One, community hospital ER fees paid by my previous tax contributions. Two, my rich benefactors. Three, praying in public places for help from on high. And four, the almighty credit system in America, where I will contribute credit card interest to my preferred bank in exchange for the "freedom" to pay over time.

You know, I would just like to go on record in saying that I have never held unsecured debt before in my life and I followed all those wise financial management books that said to keep 3-6 months of expenses in an easily accessible account. And yet, for an entire year I didn't touch a dime of the money, and now, in my hour of need, it has already been halved and the half that's left is bleeding out of me for medical expenses. How's that for irony?

the Healing Process

Thank God for physical therapy! My hip has been killing me, especially Saturday night and Sunday, but after going to physical therapy today, I feel like I'm on my way back to being able to run, or at least walk, without pain. I have 3 more weeks to go, but when I feel better, I am motivated to keep going.

In other news: I am looking forward to watching the Bachelor:Paris tonight, since I have watched Gilmore Girls season 5 twice through in addition to every movie we have in the house. Sitting on the couch all day gets to be a real drag after a week, so I'm looking forward to something new.

Quote of the Day - according to Ann

"Being a successful and healthy human being is the best evangelism there is. "
- Dawn

Crossing the Threshold of 2005/2006

I'm a dweller on the threshold...and I'm waiting at the door...

Ok, I just had to sing, but I have already bored you with another blog devoted to this great song. Today's act will be performed by the things, people, places and events that have shaped me, loved me, kicked me and danced with me in the year that was 2005.

Top 5 Things I Will Miss About 2005:
5. '05 is so easy to remember when you are writing checks.
4. Laughing at the insanity on the wedding circuit.
3. Fantastic dates! (Too numerous to list here, but know you are remembered.)
2. The day we got to eat 5 free desserts at Panera due to Eric's generosity.

And the #1 thing I will miss about 2005...
...being Kevin's friend.

Top 5 Things I Will Not Miss About 2005:
5. Skiing accidents (as of Dec. 29th, I might add).
4. MetLife.
3. Loma Linda University in all their incompetent glory.
2. Bridezillas!

And the #1 thing I will not miss about 2005...
...my crazy fall and winter, wherein I:

-got ripped off by my school for thousands of dollars
-dropped out of grad school,
-blew out a tire on my way out to Palm Desert for Thanksgiving,
-moved over Thanksgiving weekend,
-worked at a boring short-term job
-was unemployed
-got depressed and became a mental patient
-ate my Christmas dinner in the kitchen and came home sobbing
-got in a skiing accident (and probably racked up a huge hospital bill)
-and spent New Years' Eve on the couch unable to move.

Now, I know it's a shocker, but I will not miss any of that.

Happy New Year everyone!