Frustrations, And The End Of Some Things

[chelseajmunoz]

Sometime before I'd left on my recent vacation I gave the assistant that I'd had then some equipment that needed to be sent to the state Library for the Blind. I gave the equipment to her because she said that she'd mail it for me. However lots of time went by, I'd occasionally text her to ask her the status of the library equipment and she'd continually tell me that I didn't need to worry because she'd get the equipment sent back to the Library for the Blind. However more time went by and nothing changed. Once I'd been back in San Antonio for a week or so I texted her again to ask her what the status of the library equipment was. She kept blowing me off so this Monday I asked her if it would be easier if I had her supervisor pick up the library equipment from her and mail it to the Library for the Blind for me. She said that would be fine so I immediately texted her supervisor to ask if she'd please do this favor for me. In the text message I'd sent the supervisor on Monday I told her that the Library for the Blind is a government business and that I didn't want it to be on my conscience or on my file that the equipment had been stolen by someone. Fortunately the assistant I'd had before I'd left on vacation gave the Library for the Blind's equipment to her supervisor as I'd hoped she would. Then her supervisor sent some of the equipment to the Library for the Blind on Tuesday. However when the supervisor was at the post office on Tuesday she texted me saying that someone who worked at the post office had told her that she'd need to get a shipping label for part of the library equipment. I'd never heard anything of the sort before though. My current assistant was here at my apartment when I was texting back and forth with the supervisor of my past assistant as well as my current assistant on Tuesday. My current assistant then told me to ask the supervisor if she'd bring the library equipment to her so that she could take care of mailing it for me. Fortunately the supervisor said that wouldn't be a problem. Shortly after I'd finished texting the supervisor though I sent an email to the state Library for the Blind so that that particular business would know to be on the lookout for their equipment. When I wrote my last blog entry yesterday I forgot to mention that when I was at my therapist's office waiting for group therapy to start I texted one of the people who is helping me sell my furniture to ask him what he thought we should do about the things that haven't been sold yet. He texted me a few minutes later saying that he'd change the prices on some of the items to a lower price than I'd originally wanted to get for those items. Then when my friends and I met for group therapy yesterday evening I told them that I'd initially believed that I'd be able to sell my furniture for pretty close to the highest price I asked for. I then told my friends in group therapy that things are turning out much differently than I'd initially thought they would which has caused me to adjust my perspective accordingly. One of the group therapists said that she's done similarly in her life which was nice to hear because I felt better knowing that I wasn't alone. Of course on an intellectual level I know I'm not alone in things. Actually feeling that i'm not alone though is sometimes a very different story. Shortly after I'd written my last blog entry yesterday evening I Googled "watch Once Upon a Time season 7." I Googled that particular phrase because for the past several days I haven't been able to watch Once Upon a Time on the TV app on my phone. I'm not sure what the deal is but I've done everything to trouble-shoot this issue that I know how to do. I became so frustrated yesterday evening that I decided to see if ABC's website would allow me to watch season 7 of Once Upon a Time. Fortunately watching Once Upon a Time on ABC's website wasn't a problem. This afternoon I finished reading The Body Keeps The Score. I highly recommend that book to anyone (whether you're someone who has experienced traumatic experiences or whether you're someone who simply wants to understand how trauma changes people in ways that many of us are not even conscious of). Shortly after I'd finished reading The Body Keeps The Score this morning I searched Bookshare's website to look for a book called The Dance Of Anger that a friend had recently suggested I read. I found The Dance Of Anger on Bookshare's website but for some reason when I double-tapped on a chapter of that particular book I couldn't read said chapter. I tried several things to trouble-shoot the issue and I eventually asked my friend whose Bookshare account it was whether she'd experienced this particular issue herself. A little while after I'd texted her she replied to my text message saying that she doesn't use Bookshare's website to read books. In that same text message she told me that there's actually an app for Bookshare and that the app is how she reads books from that particular service. A little while later my friend responded to my text message saying that the Bookshare app costs money and that she wasn't sure whether the Bookshare app would allow me to log in as her or not. So I guess I'll have to keep playing around with Bookshare's website on my iPhone to see if eventually I'll be able to read The Dance Of Anger. A while after I'd finished playing with Bookshare's website on my iPhone I finished watching season 7 of Once Upon a Time. So now I'll have to wait until March to watch the second half of the show when it comes out on TV. I can't believe I'm actually fully caught up on the show now. I have to be like the rest of the world and wait for more episodes of the show to be released. Waiting sucks, no matter what it is that a person is waiting for. LOL. A little while after I'd finished catching up on Once Upon a Time I texted my assistant to let her know that I have an appointment with my therapist tomorrow morning. A few minutes later she texted me to let me know that she'd still be at my apartment in the morning before I leave for my therapist appointment. In other news I don't know what the status is of the Library for the Blind's equipment that the post office was being difficult about because I haven't had a chance to ask my assistant about it since she wasn't able to come into work today. Although it worked out well that she didn't come to work today because I was exhausted and knew I needed to get more sleep. Even though I sleep awful here in San Antonio, getting limited sleep is definitely better than getting no sleep at all.