The new book review is below if you want to skip this post and head straight to the goods. Don't blame you. JUST TELL US WHAT TO READ GODDAMNIT!!!!
For those interested, however, where I have been, I will share with you. Been quite the time my friends. Times that are coming to an end and I never want to see them again. I'll break down what's been going on but keep in mind they aren't chronological and some happened at the same time as others. Fun!
-I moved! I was living with my stepmother. That's right: I was 27 years old and back at home. But it wasn't the same home I grew up in, (and by "grew up", I mean I moved in the first time when I was 18 and moved out when I was 24). My dad and step mom divorced a very nasty divorce and she kept the house. Was strange to be staying in the same room that my dad use to lock himself away in for hours and hours. The Former Monster Room. It was a room full of monster models, painted black, and had his desk with his always up to date computer. And God forbid you ever went in there without his knowledge, especially on his computer. Of course, after finding out he cheated on my stepmom, I can guess why. She smashed the place good and the lone survivor was a mold of Boris Korlof as Frankenstein my dad had hanging on his wall. I rescued him and he now hangs in my new place.
The room was repainted purple and I moved in after the lease to my apartment was up and I was going through my own divorce and health issues. I lived with her for over a year. I am now in a condo with my boyfriend. It doesn't quite feel like home and I doubt we stay another year.
-I got transferred from the Scottsdale store to a store much, much closer to home. I will say that regionalism is true. Scottsdale people are, by far, the worst people I have ever encountered. Entitled, rich, angry, and full of shit. Someone literally complained that I didn't "look professional" because they saw my arm tattoo. My arm tattoo is for my mom and step mom and has the pink ribbon for cancer on it. Are they saying they are for breast cancer? Someone also claimed I made a joke about "using a gun" there. So, HR had to get involved and I would never joke about guns to a customer. The customer blew out of proportion my joke about how women without their hormones is how serial killers are born. Which HR said was worse than me joking about a gun. So, I couldn't be there any longer. Especially since my lead technician hated my guts and even after I transferred to my new store was still trying to throw me under the bus.
My new store is amazing. The customers all like me, they are all laid back, and love to joke about everything. My co workers are easy to get along with and my manager is great.
-And then there's the health issues. I have Stage IV Endometriosis and it's bad. My second surgery they removed 6 cm of endo, had to unstick my colon from my uterus and my lower intestines where glued to the back of my uterus and it was growing up my intestines. I've been in extreme pain and no one wants to touch my case because there's too much work and liability involved. I did finally find a wonderful doctor that put me on a shot that no one else wanted to do because of my bi polar. There are details I can't talk about, but something happened at work and now I'm on short term disability. Depression and anger are at their worst. But the pain is getting better. Slowly, oh so slowly.
So, that's where I've been. Hoping for a very uneventful second half of 2013. Fucking sick of this shit! Thank God for books.
Hope you guys come back and thanks always for reading!
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