My mom tested my sugar level a few days ago with her diabetes machine and it was perfectly normal. I don’t have hypoglycemia, but I know for sure I can’t drink 12 beers anymore.
My moped came in the mail a few days ago. It came in a big metal crate that I had to take apart with my tiny wrench and delicate hands. My hands got all cut up in the process and once it was unboxed, the damn thing wouldn’t budge until I installed the front wheel and the handlebars. It was cold and wet out, I was tired. And I had to give a massage in a couple hours.
After 3 hours of unboxing and fitting the pieces together, I was completely covered in mud from the melty snow and having to sit in puddles. I wheeled my moped into my bedroom for the time being and here it sits still.
I’m supposed ride across the country on this thing? I had to use a damn crowbar to get the front wheel on! What am I supposed to do when I’m out in the middle of nowhere with a flat tire? I’m not carrying around a damn crowbar, that’s for sure.
And they spelled “riding” wrong. Not just once, but several times on a warning label printed to the bike.
I can’t figure out the first bullet point, pay attention to natural protection when ridding in the field. Say what?
I’ve been so tired lately. I know I’m always tired, but more so than usual. Last night I fell asleep at 7:00.
I took a quiz online to tell me if I’m depressed but when I got to the end result page, they asked for my email address and wouldn’t give my results until I confirmed my email address and I said, “ah fuck it.”
I don’t feel depressed though, just really really tired.
I have to do my taxes. I’m blogging instead and feel like taking a nap. And I have to do some other things like fill out the online warranty for my bike, fill out a very long questionnaire about my credit card processing software I use at work. If I don’t fill it out by tomorrow, I get fined.
My insurance company is doing an audit to see how much I pay my employee’s and if it matches up with what I told them.
Two of my employee’s who’ve been with me for the last 3 years are quitting. One got offered a managerial position and the other is opening up her own spa. It didn’t come as a shock as they both told me months prior. And one of them only works 10 hours a week (and rarely gets requests) so she’s not a huge loss.
It’s just that I have all these little (big) things to do that I can never relax.
The receptionist I hired recently, my friend Jill, I don’t know how I managed without her. I don’t know how I got through last month, massaging all my clients, massaging the onslaught of couples massages, cleaning, organizing, restocking, answering the phone…..
December feels like a millennia ago. So much has changed, has gotten better, but every time I see improvement, a new worry crops up. I need to find a full time morning therapist who can also work Sundays. I need her by March. And she HAS to be good.
I need to do taxes not only for my current business, but for my last business as well – the one I closed down due to inappropriate behavior of one of my therapists. It’s like having to do double taxes.
The shit doesn’t stop.
I had to massage 4 clients yesterday because my therapist took the day off due to her dog having puppies. My employee, the one who is a close talker, annoyed me so much. He makes what is called “small talk”. I HATE small talk. I hate when people get physically close to me. And I’m starting to hate being touched. Having to give 4 massages while having a bunch of other shit to do on top of it, and then having some guy in my face making “small talk” is enough to take me over the edge.
I don’t have to go to work until Friday night for one couples massage. Today is Monday. This is an improvement, a very noticeable one. But like I said, I still have shit, I still worry.
As for my finances, it’s still too soon to tell if I can make it to April without going into debt. (I sold 600 massages on Groupon last month and used that money to pay off $14,000 of debt which leaves me with no money to pay my employee’s with.)
If I can’t make it to April, I’m not going to go into actual debt but instead sell more groupons until everything evens out. But in all honesty, it looks like I CAN make it to April without selling more groupons or dipping into my line of credit. The business is finally slowing down and we’re not as booked up as before except on the weekend.
So my plan is to not sell anymore groupons until I replace my full-time therapist. Once she’s been replaced, I can get away with selling at least 200 more couples massages for $12,200, and pay off the remainder of my debt by April. I’m hoping to sell 100 couples massages at the end of February, and then another 100 at the end of March. Space them out a bit.
I should fill out that goddamned questionnaire now before I get a stinking business fine. Ridiculous.
My dog is taking up my whole bed and it’s pissing me off.
Just find one more therapist – that’s all I need. I’m almost there, I’m almost free.
What will my life be like in April? Will I be debt free? Will I never have to work? It’s incredible to think about how so much can change in 3 months. So much has changed in just this last month, let alone 3.
Then I can start writing about my bizarre dreams again. I had a few doozies that I wrote down, but they fade from memory if I don’t blog about them immediately.