not to mention my eyes feel like two pee holes in a snow bank!
I survived my first day of Quality Assurance, but I'm not so sure I did that great a job at it. I was under the impression that any and all errors were to be graded, so I overdid it on the first one, and the rest of the day I probably under did it. Oh well, it's a learning process, right? I think I instant messaged my QA supervisor more than I needed to, bless her, she was very sweet and encouraging.
If it were up to me, every DSM-IV diagnoses would be capitalized, it drives me nuts they are not, especially when grouped in a diagnosis format, i.e., Axis I, Axis II, Axis III, blah...blah. Ugh!
Some dictators want them all lower case (so says the AAMT Book of Style), which doesn't even look right, and some want them all Capitalized, it's exhausting. One lady wants the word "Claimant" capitalized throughout the entire report. I think on one MT's report, I replaced this 29 times. I think I suffered more eye strain that normal, because I was constantly looking at the screen all day long, and it's no wonder my head hurts!
I gotta go the store, (I absolutely hate this task) cause come tomorrow I might not have a car again for God knows how long, depending. Yes, after spending 11 hundred bucks to put a motor in, it start missing?...I was p'od, and Walter says he will come back tomorrow to get it and drive it out to the boys who put the motor in and say, "Smell it too, and hear the miss?" Like I said, if a cherry motor has only 40 thousand miles on it, it is NOT going to stink like burnt crayon (it's done that since it came home) or have a miss in the motor...Do I have stupid written across my forehead or something? ha! Don't be messin' with a hillbilly gal. She'll whoop up on ya! and while I'm at it, I'm stopping off at the drug store for a bottle of wine to soothe my whine!
and how was yuns day? ya know, in the South, y'all is singular, all y'all is plural but in hillbilly ya'll is yuns!
Did you guys watch tonight's edition of Hoarders on A & E Channel? It was about two middle-aged women named Tara and Betty.
Tara has been reported to her landlord and needs to clean out her apartment or she'll be homeless. She's an obsessive collector, favoring things like McDonald's Happy Meal toys, nativity scenes, snow globes and hundreds of teddy bears. Tara must finally get control of her hoarding and part with most of the clutter in her home or face eviction.
In Tara's case, she said what started out as collecting led to boxes filled with stuff, and her biggest problem was learning to organize her things. By the show's end, she had made very little progress and had much left to do; however it seemed promising that she would still commit herself to the progress.
When fire crews responded to a small fire at Betty's house, they discovered her sick husband living in filth, as they couldn't even get a gurney in the house. Adult Protective Services removed him from the home because of his medical condition. He had been an alcoholic all his life, and schizophrenic on top of his medical concerns. They also had a grown schizophrenic daughter living in the home, who was also hoarding, and had three whole rooms upstairs filled with junk. For the last two months Betty and her husband have been staying in a hotel as their house was inhabitable--but funds were quickly running out. If Betty doesn't clean up her home and her yard, he may never be able to live in the home again.
What I found truly sad about this show was the fact that Betty's daughters thought she chose "things" over them, one daughter sick with leukemia, and another daughter made the heartwrenching choice to walk out of her mother's life realizing that she could not help her. I think Betty's position pretty much came through with her demeanor about the stuff, stating, "You are not here, only visitors for a short time, and the stuff is; obviously she finds solace in having things instead of people in her life, she was lonely. She stated at one point, "I am a rescuer of stuff." I don't think Betty will continue to make any real progress, however by the end of the show she had one room free of stuff and the yard was fairly well cleaned up. It said at the end of the show that her husband was able to return home.
it's a sad, horrible thing, this hoarding addiction. I think deep down we could all be hoarders of more junk than we need, I know I got more than I need, and constantly feel the need to clean out and throw out the more I watch this series!
"That wife of mine is a liar," said the angry husband to a sympathetic pal seated next to him in the bar.