Mala suerte

I noticed my front passenger tire was flat on the way to work yesterday, almost as soon as I pulled out of my driveway.  Somehow it must have lost air overnight, but  however it happened, the tire wasn’t repairable.  I had to buy another tire, unfortunately, which was a lot of money I didn’t want to spend on something like that.  I’m thankful, though, the flat didn’t happen during the course of my substantial daily commute, since it would’ve been difficult to get roadside assistance in the middle of nowhere.  This incident marked the first go at trying to change a tire on this car, and the lug nuts must’ve been originally tightened with a torque wrench or some similar contraption because I couldn’t manage to get the nuts off myself.  I guess I got roadside assistance as part of my insurance for good reason now.

In other news, I finished my first audit this week (a county audit).  I spent the rest of the week doing city, and I start next week on another county.  I’m getting the hang of things more and more, but I still have an unthinkably large number of things I still have to learn.  It’s a ‘work-in-progress’ (literally, pun always intended!), but I won’t be satisfied until I’m able to handle everything without feeling stressed.  That’s happening a lot now with not understanding how something is done or the difficulty in getting numbers to balance as they should.  It’s not good for me.

I’ve bought Becker since my last update, and I’ve started to study for the CPA exam.  I’m beginning with BEC.  I generally hear that’s the easiest, but that is very arguable depending on whom you ask.

I lack much else to update here except for more work-related business, and that would just bore me, even more so anyone else to happens to meander to this blog.  I’ll leave it there for now.

Here, Here, and Here

I miss people, and dogs, and things back home.  This isn’t particularly easy.  I knew it wouldn’t be, but it’s good to have moved on from the past into the future.  I’ll have opportunities to remedy that later.  If not, I’ll have to look elsewhere.  I can manage here for the time being, but I don’t see it as a place I want to settle for.

I’m getting used to work more and more as time goes on.  I can see it as a job I can be content with.  It pays well, too; that certainly helps.  The travel isn’t so great.  The days are long even without taking the long commutes into consideration.  Hopefully I won’t be expected to commute an hour each way for my next few work sites.  I could use a break from all of that.  I do make money on the travel right now, though, but that part is very dependent on the distance.

Can’t win for losin’

So I cut myself, badly enough that I had to go to the ER.  My first time ever, after having worked in kitchens for 10 years.  What is funny, though–and not in a haha way–is that this happened about a month out from me quitting.  I lasted this long.  Why couldn’t I have done so just a few weeks longer?

The good news is it doesn’t hurt anymore unless I bump it, then it stings pretty painfully.  It didn’t hurt too badly, considering, when it happened or immediately after.  I declined pain medication when the doctor asked if I wanted a prescription.  My coworkers say that was stupid, and that I should’ve filled it and sold the pills to them.  Yeah, that’s totally not happening, stoners.  Sorry!

Note: this image is after about 5 days.