Sick of Sick

Before I start, I'd like to note that honey and hot water mixed together with a little bit of lemon juice is one of the worst things I've ever drank. I am mentally scanning my life to see if I can come up with something worse. Nothing comes to mind.

So I'm still "sick" and I can't ever remember a cold being this much a problem before. I can't talk much, my voice is on the fritz. So I was worried when they put me on cash register at Panera because the other cashier was coughing a lung up. It was ok for a little bit. I could talk quietly. Then as I kept talking, the back of my throat dried out, aggravated my cough, and sent me into coughing fits so bad they made me gag. I wasn't on register very long after that.

I calmed down a bit after I stopped talking and was able to do other things... really quietly. One of the remedies suggested by concerned coworkers was the honey and hot water thing... I hate tea, but I'd almost think it'd taste better.

Anyway, this cold is a problem because I work in food services, and nobody wants someone hacking all over their food. So I've washed my hands like a bazillion times, use gloves, and take a break whenever I cough, but it is decidedly inconvenient.

So, out come the cough drops. Maybe I can coat my throat so it doesn't dry out. Or maybe honey and water will prove to be a miracle concoction.

On a side note, I am not exercising while this is going on. I don't want to hack all over the gym, too. David is like, "who knows, exercise could help cleanse you!" Uh, if that were true, nobody would be recommending bed rest, naps, relaxing, etc. for sickness. They'd just tell you to run a few laps. Maybe I'll tell HIM that next time he is sick.

Sandwiches of Your Nightmares!

At last, my skills have been acknowledge! I am moving up in the job world! I am... in charge of paninis. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, the signature hot sandwiches of Panera are in my hands. The glory! The prestige!

Actually, this job shift, while a slight relief from the monotony, is akin to some of my nightmares. Just to note, I am not alone in this sort of nightmare. I dream I am making breakfast sandwiches and can't remember what goes in them and it takes me like five minutes to make one (goal time: under three minutes) and then I drop it on the floor and have to remake it. Geez, even my dreams are stressful. So, as I am new to panini making, it takes me at least twice as long as any of the line people. And as the time continues ticking and the sandwiches just seem to be coming together so slow... Not to mention fellow co-worker Klifer asking every 10 minutes, "Are you done yet?"

My manager has actually been really cool about it taking me from 08:00 to 10:30 to make the paninis, never pestering me and only occasionally asking me where I am. "Just try everyday to beat your time from the previous day," she advised. Course, we had to introduce a new panini, which makes it slightly more painful.

Anyway, those sandwiches were my stress problem last week. I wonder if I'll keep chugging away at them this week.

Like I said, at the very least, it is something different.

Life Goal List (aka "Kill List" or "Bucket List")

Several different sources have recommended forming a list of goals that I would like to accomplish during my life. The list would give me an idea and a focus of things I'd like to accomplish. I am twenty-four years old and I am now past the "once I get out of school" phase. I have already completed a few, like graduating and getting married. But now I am just passing time in a dead end job, thinking "I'll get out of here eventually." Even if I stay in my job, I need to do something else with my time, other than gaming. I need to progress. Otherwise, my life will just be stagnate, waiting.

Completed:
Own a bike
Get a gym membership
Graduate
Get married

In progress:
Bike RAGBRAI (Summer 2012)
Learn to box

Yet to be started:
Learn ASL
Learn Turkish
Learn massage
Get my pilot's license
Learn belly dance
Join choir?
Visit Ireland
Write a book
Publish a book
Run a blog
Get a Harley and travel cross country (35+)
Learn some form of self-defense
Learn guitar
To be continued...