Kits, but I'm all outta Kaboodles Hola, keeds. Stuff�s been going on, but not much that�s terribly exciting, except for me looking into programs to learn medical coding and billing so that I can get out of this dead-end job and maybe actually have a new career. The problem with this so far is that it�s prohibitively expensive. Like $14K - $24K expensive. What the hell? The other problem is that the programs last 8 � 20 months and require up to 30 hours of schooling a week. Well, that�s not a problem if I could just clone myself. And clone money. Who the heck has that kind of cash in their pocket? It�s still worth looking into, though. FUCK! See, now, right there, I just got another customer call, and I really really resent having to work when I�m here. That really shouldn�t be that way, should it? Shouldn�t I enjoy my work? Not that I�m sure that I�d like coding and billing, but it�s a good career choice, and I like working with numbers. I�m good at memorizing numbers. I don�t know. Anyhoo. The good news is that I�m now down 47.4 pounds, so that magic knitting bag/purse is ever ever closer to my grubby little paws. Yippee! I haven�t decided what my 60-lb prize is going to be, but I�ve decided that I�m going to get a tattoo for my 70-lb mark. That�s my half-way mark for weight loss. My 70-lb tattoo will be based on this little piece of art: Isn�t that cute? I think I�ll get that on my right shoulder. My left shoulder is earmarked for my goal weight tattoo, which is a flaming heart with knitting needles, complete with golden banner that reads, �Fearless Knitter!� One of my co-workers tells me that once I start inking, I may not be able to stop. So eventually I�ll be a Skinny Bitch� with tattoos. Is that so bad?
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