Yurgey, the Killer Masseur

So, I got a massage tonight to help me relax my neck muscles. After a long story about being deficient in magnesium, (which causes muscle tension, which causes high blood pressure, which causes worse headaches) I looked for a nice calming massage.

After trying 4 different places, I settled on a place which had "great" and "backrub" in their name. Sounds good to me. I'll take 1 pleasurable hour please. So looking forward to it....

Make that an hour of the most tortuous, painful experience of my life. My LIFE. I have not given birth, had my eyeballs pulled from their sockets, nor have I been drawn and quartered...but this experience, my friends, would have come very VERY close.

I thought that he was working me hard...to get the tension out, to help me relax. Ladies and gentlemen, I have welts. Actual, sore to touch WELTS. What the frig? I have red, little bumps all over my back. This was not in the brochure. Yurgey, I thought you were so loving and kind, but this must have been some prior KGB assault technique or something! This is nuts!

I will never go there again; I have 1/2 a mind (because the other is reeling with my newly found back pain) to go over there and ring them out. I hope I wake up with them gone and not have bruises....because I'm going to open a can of whoop-ass otherwise!!

High Blood Pressure's a Killer!

I went to the doctor at lunchtime yesterday. I couldn't continue work with the monster headache I had. I had them all weekend long. The walk-in clinic doctor told me that I have 'tension' headaches and an alarmingly high blood pressure. Who knew?

Calling them 'tension' headaches makes them sound so wousy. These headaches were debilitating, knock me to my knees, "Please for the love of everything holy, go away!" headaches. They weren't temporarily gone with anything I had, so I'm glad the walk in clinic gave me these cute little pills called "Toradol". Beautiful glorious little pills which have knocked me into the future for 6 hours at a time....conveniently the same amount of time I need before I take my next dosage....wonderful.

Well, I've had to miss another day of work today. Great. That's the one thing I hate about this....believe it or not, I hate missing work. Something to do with the morals/ethics and convictions my parents gave me about an honest day's work.

I have to go back on Wednesday to have her check my blood pressure again. I looked it up and 160/100 is alarmingly high (that's the phrase she used), so I'd better watch it. Afterall, that's why hypertension is called the 'silent' killer. I had no idea it was so high!

Hello everyone. My name is Nancy, and I'm a fraud.

I had a moment today.

I feel like the life I'm living isn't mine. I feel like a complete imposter who has gotten way in over her head. It's like someone's just about to sneak up behind me and call my bluff.

Doing my work today and feeling like I have no idea what I'm doing is NOT a good feeling. I sometimes feel like I'm way in over my head and I get that infamous "How did I get myself into this mess!" feeling so hard that I shiver. I'm convinced I'm just a placeholder until the 'real' person gets here. That my university degree, in all honesty, means jack-squat.

I prance around at work with a B.Sc. behind my name; but I know nothing. Absolutely nothing. I realize that now. I came out asking more questions than I had answered. My job requires a university degree as a basic requirement, but it means nothing. Absolutely nothing.

It's hard to come into a job with high level technology knowledge and computer lingo and expect people who have worked at their jobs for YEARS to welcome you with open arms. I realize that. It's also hard for them to welcome you with open arms when they have their noses 2 feet deep into a file dated 1939 for 'information'. I digress...

It also goes both ways too. You can't expect me to have a University education and also expect me not to use it. I did a slew of courses in Digital Cartography (GIS) and Microsoft Office products....how can you expect me to pull out a MapArt book to look up a property and expect me to use a typewriter to put address an envelope (Yes. I'm serious).

Don't get me wrong. I do enjoy what I'm doing. It's interesting (for the most part) and I get to put to use a lot of skills I enjoy using. However, for the first time, after a horrible few moments today, I realized that although I may know a lot of background stuff, I don't know much about the world of work. That my book smarts don't cut it with how 'old school' people do it.

So, I tread forward but going backwards while doing it. I must put my 'education' on hold while waiting for next generation of workers to come in. Then I can trade off this desperation feeling off to them, and the vicious cycle continues....

Pictures from the CNTower Climb

Hi Everyone, you can tell which floor I'm on by the Spray painted numbers in red. I'm so glad my husband was there to meet us and that my mom was there to support me. They're my two inspirations! Thank you both...Nancy


Just starting and looking fine!!





Starting to get a little rough....





Ugh...Floor 64? Rough....





Floor 96!? How many bloody floors are there!!





Woohoo...we got to the end! Flight 142...I'll remember that for next time!





No one told me about an "S4" floor.....not in the brochure!




Yey! We did it!

Making Meaningful Song Lyrics in 2005....

Some interesting lyrics and a music video I found online from the "Buckwheat Boyz"....take a look and a listen if you'd like (link below)......

It's Peanut Butter Jelly Time!
Peanut Butter Jelly Time!
Peanut Butter Jelly Time!

Where e at? Where e at? Where e at? Where e at?
Now dere e go! dere e go! dere e go! dere e go!

Peanut Butter Jelly!
Peanut Butter Jelly!
Peanut Butter Jelly!
Peanut Butter Jelly!

Do the Peanut Butter Jelly
Peanut Butter Jelly
Peanut Butter Jelly with a baseball Bat!

Do the Peanut Butter Jelly
Peanut Butter Jelly
Peanut Butter Jelly with a baseball Bat!

Now where e at? Where e at? Where e at? Where e at?
Now dere e go! dere e go! dere e go! dere e go!

Now Peanut Butter Jelly!
Peanut Butter Jelly!
Peanut Butter Jelly!
Peanut Butter Jelly!

Do the Peanut Butter Jelly
Peanut Butter Jelly
Peanut Butter Jelly with a baseball Bat!

Do the Peanut Butter Jelly
Peanut Butter Jelly
Peanut Butter Jelly with a baseball Bat!

Now break it down and freeze!
Now break it down and freeze!
Now break it down and freeze!

..........Oh goodness, I can't continue. Think I'm joking? Wanna see it? Go here....enjoy!