A Little Off

Jojo, where are you? 

So I've been feeling kind of off lately. Not in a bad way either. My mood feels remarkably calm and stable, regardless of what is going on (and no, I'm not on any psych meds!). Today, I had to pretend I was angry at Jer to get him to help me clean the house. I was badgering him, frowning, and storming off, but it was just an act to get him off his butt (niceness doesn't work with him very well). Damn, I love that husband of mine, but he can be such a slacker. 

Another weird thing: I've been craving bleu cheese dressing BIG TIME (no, I am not pregnant!). I know this is disgusting, but I have been eating it in large quantities directly out of the jar with a spoon. I have also been eating a lot of avocados. WHOLE avocados, by themselves. Bleu cheese and avocados are sorta the staples of my diet right now. 

One more thing: I have recently become addicted to...geographic related themes? Last night, I spent hours trying to memorize all the world seas, and the different provinces in Canada.  On Thursday, when I should have been in bed because I had to wake up early for work the next morning, I was on Google Earth until well after midnight looking at different parts of the world ( I never realized the Mississippi River was so...brown and muddy looking). Earlier this week, I was looking up all the fault lines in the world, and information regarding continental drifts. 

Basically, I don't know what the hell is going on with me!

So yesterday at work, I accidentally walked in on a patient who was jacking off. OOPS. I just quietly left. I told my supervisor, and she told me I deserve hazard pay for that. 

Work is going SO good (when patients aren't vigorously whacking off). In addition to all my normal responsibilities, I have recently taken on two patients for which I am providing longer term individual therapy. My first patient has advanced stage hepatitis C, and needs a new liver (recovered alcoholic). He is an absolute joy to work with, but it is tough too, because he probably doesn't have a lot of time left, and he experiences chronic pain. My second patient is a compulsive hoarder. She experienced sexual trauma as a girl, and she also suffers from chronic depression. I have known both of these patients from groups for about a year now, and I just love them. 

I feel I should offer an update about school, but there isn't much to say. I started the copy and editing process, and uploaded by dissertation to "ProQuest." I found out last week that I have to dish out another $600 to get the copy, editing, and binding complete. Just another way for my school to ream me. I am probably ordering my invitations and cap and gown this weekend, if I can get myself motivated. 

Tomorrow we are going to Knott's Berry Farm for no particular reason. I told Jer a few days ago that I wanted to go, so we're gonna go, and I am totally looking forward to it! 

(Still says "Jodi." What douches).