Good things, Bad things, lack of blog-things.

Sometimes, I feel that I should simply not be writing a blog. Whilst I blather away on Twitter and IRC whilst doing other things, I prefer to be able to sit and plan out a blog post, in a way that I simply cannot do whilst I am concentrating on other tasks. Therefore, when it comes to busy weeks like the past few have been, I tend to slip up on the blog front – it’s not intentional, I promise! Things have just been a bit more hectic than I had expected the last few weeks, and free time has been at a premium.

However.

The main reason I started up the old Makeupless tumblr was to give myself somewhere to talk about my experiences – not just makeup-y ones, but feelings/health/general wanderings of my mind, and that’s what this place is for too. I should post here more, regardless of a ‘proper’ post or not.

This was going to be a long, ramble-y update that took in just about 3 weeks of stuff, but then 3 weeks became 4 and my blogging mojo is just gone at the moment, something which is much more irritating than it should be. My life has been continuing it’s usual pattern of ‘good thing, monumentally shit thing’ of late, which is about as fun as it sounds. SO, a brief rundown of good things/bad things -

GOOD
  • Daniel came down, and we fed the ducks and walked for several miles longer than we thought and had a picnic.
look, a haircut!
  • I got new glasses, which look awesome.
why yes I have an instagram problem why do you ask
  • I got a new job! No picture of this one, but I have moved to the optical department of the supermarket I work in and it’s a much, much better position than the old one I had on the checkouts. I get treated as a person, my boss is lovely, and the work is much more interesting and keeps me occupied, rather than leaving me spaced-out for hours at a time.
  • My appointments for the CFS/ME clinic have come through, as has the referal to the specialist at the hospital for my potential coeliacs/+lactose intolerance, so I should be getting a few more answers on the health front soon-ish.
BAD
  • Unfortunately, those referals took far, far longer than they should have done thanks to my doctor cocking up one thing and leaving another thing to ‘sort itself out’. I have a horrible feeling she is beginning to see me as a time-waster, which is really not the case! Things have been handed over to another doctor in the clinic, so hopefully things won’t take quite so long from now on.
  • I have no voice, at all, thanks to laryngitis. It’s been 5 days now, and two doctors appointments. The first doctor I saw told me it’s because I smoke & that it’s tonsillitis (before even taking a look at my throat) before deciding on acute epiglottitis after googling it in front of me. She then tried to prescribe me 3 things I am very, very allergic to, without checking my records once. Thankfully, the doctor I saw today was a little more sensible, told me straight off that it’s laryngitis and couldn’t have been more helpful. Things seem to go from one extreme to another for me with doctors!
  • Lack of voice means that my first week on the opticians hasn’t really gone that smoothly – I’ve been next to useless thanks to not being able to communicate properly with customers, and have now been instructed by the doctor to take time off to rest my throat. Meant to be back into work on Monday, but I think it’s going to be a waiting game.
  • I’ve come to the horrible realisation that I’m not going to be able to get my dissertation in this month as I had planned – my work in general is still suffering thanks to my lessened concentration and constant tiredness, and it’s looking more and more like Christmas is a more realistic aim. Again, I am taking more time than I should have with my degree, and it hurts. This isn’t even going into the mess the university have made of another resubmission of mine, but I am too angry about that to properly write about it on here right now.

On balance, it’s been an interesting few weeks. Difficult, I’ll be honest, and I have a tendency to curl up in a ball at the end of the day and hope it all goes away, but I always get up in the morning and carry on.