Be Careful What You Wish For...

I ended up getting the job I thought fell through. At first I was glad; now I wish it was over. Haha. Ten hour days are ridiculous, and I plan to never do them again. At least the pay is pretty good. And I like the two older women that I work with in the back as an inspector. We have several good laughs throughout each day.

Because of work, I cannot wait to get to preseason. Evidently our Ohio trip was cancelled, so the move-in date has changed. It wasn't a big deal to me, until I was working yesterday. I was inspecting an order and just thinking about random things when I realized: I can go to Richard's wedding now! Haha. The day we were originally to move-in was the day before his wedding, and we were to leave for Ohio the day after we moved in. But now it's moved to two days after the wedding! I kind of said, "Oh!!" while I was working, and Diane (one of the women I work with) looked at me confused and said, "What?" So I told her what I had just realized. She laughed and said, "Well, we know where your head is now!"

I've been having problems with my knees since I started my summer training. My right knee is just the cartilage under my knee cap being worn, so I knew I would just have to deal with that. But my left knee is something different. Mom and I looked it up on the internet, and we came up with the IT (iliotibial) band being too tight. Anyway, long story relatively short, I saw Lee Ann, our team athletic trainer my freshman year. Thankfully I still had her cell number. I met with her Saturday, and she confirmed that it was my IT band that was the problem. I'm working with her now to get it right, so we'll see how it goes. I need to get rid of this now before preseason.

You know, I want lasik surgery. I'm tired of using contacts and/or glasses. I went to the eye doctor yesterday, and I asked him about the surgery. He says I should wait four years! :( However, I AM the perfect candidate. Haha. That's what he kept telling me. I don't want to wait that long, but I also don't want to get it done then have to get it redone or something. Evidently your eyes continue to develop or change until you're in your mid-twenties. And there's a good chance mine will get worse in the next four or five years. Anyway, he did give me some new contacts; mine were giving me problems. Of course, with all the crap from material floating around in the air at work, it's no surprise my contacts always feel like there's something on them when I put them in in the morning.