Kits, but I'm all outta Kaboodles
Friday, Sept. 19, 2008 at 8:07 a.m.
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?