(My 14th Wedding Anniversary)
Morse code is not the same as pulse code and 5 million other things I learned at the phone company by Michelle Ann Hryvniak.
<research facts go here>
(I’ll come back to those later on when I’m able to use my telephone)
Telco in a box diagram drawing. Look at me. I should have been in Tech Staff.
6/12/18 – 6am
I’m supposed to have a job interview in 2 days, but I’m not allowed to go. I also have a PFA meeting.
I’m never getting out. Ever. It’s impossible, much like the Widespread Panic Song.
I have so much to do this week. There’s no way I’ll be able to finish it from inside of these 4 walls.
I. GIVE. UP.
6/12/18 – 9am
I never thought I’d say this, but I miss Pittsburgh. It’s such a great city with spunk. I miss the 28 traffic and the friendly sweet people – some of the nicest I’ve ever met in my whole life. I love the yinzer accent too…I am now able to spot it a mile away. I miss sleeping in my own bed. I miss Saxonburg which I firmly believe is Sweet Valley’s sister city/town/borough.
<reasons why go here>
- 18656 vs. 16056 (fact numero uno)
- History of Mihalishin Road aka Andy’s Road aka Linden Lane
- History of Sweet Valley via curmudgeon guy (note to self: find that letter and poem about Will Sill and write about that in a later post)
6/12/18 – no time listed
My Journey – My Goals
My immediate goal is to complete my divorce and I will with the help of one of my attorneys.
Then I will finally start my dream job on 7/9 at AccuWeather. I am a self-proclaimed weather dork since birth and have watched the Weather Channel since birth. I have watched the Weather Channel almost exclusively. I collect books about weather and have an extensive collection. I have written several blog posts on the topic. It was my original career goal to become a meteorologist. Maybe if I can manage this class and overcome my social anxiety and finish school I can actually achieve my dream. This dream has been buried inside of me since a teenager – it’s time to act on it.
I’m pretty enough
I’m smart enough
and gosh darnit
PEOPLE LIKE ME
Wed, 6/13/18 – 6am
(2 months since I left WQED)
Write the story about the wedding dress fiasco with the in-laws. Explain how I was inducted into the DUVCW officially, but that it was also time change weekend and how the crazy in-laws (or as a former co-worker used to refer to them as…”outlaws”) kicked me out of the wedding and the family all because they couldn’t communicate when the dress fitting was for me – A FUCKING SHIFT WORKER.
Write a blog post about almost dying on Memorial Day
Did you know…
Studies have suggested that gifted people (much like my daughter which I birthed) often have bad handwriting because their brains are working faster than their hands. XD XD LAWLS <3
“If you want to be happy, you have to be happy on purpose. When you wake up, you can’t just wait to see what kind of day you’ll have. You have to decide what kind of day you’ll have.”
6/13/18 – 1pm
Suggested topics for blog posts: What spending 5 days in a nut house has done to me, Lee Park house origin
Reminder to call about my IATSE 820 hiatus status
Never cease to fly if held down
A different view
It comes back around again
Words I never told you
You showed me what needed to be shown
I will never see the world the same way
Beauty stands before you
The path I have chose
There’s one memory of us
We are all that we are
What I have I become?
When I fall, I fly
What they see
This can’t be the end
Your Soul is in your eyes
I will not surrender
Let the light shine in the darkest of nights
All these shapes and colors are so it doesn’t hurt so badly
A magic moment
Thurs, 6/14/18 6am
Today was supposed to be my appointment to leave to get my sutures out at Geisinger. I am almost certain that I won’t be able to. I have to do in this Tennessee Redneck owned hospitaly where many people have access to my medical records. My doctor tried to get a hold of my husband twice for counseling.
What a shock.
I really just want them out because they are so uncomfortable. Not to mention, I have to run to the bathroom literally every five minutes and everyone here thinks I’m an actual nut job.
I’m a survivor. I almost died. I was in the ICU for 3 days and the first conscious memory I had was ripping the breathing tube out of my face. The last thing I remember before that was my Ambulance ride and being rushed to emergency surgery.
Thurs. 6/14/18 7am
THE STAPLES HAVE BEEN REMOVED.
I feel like a brand new person.
Thank you, Jesus!
Thurs. 6/14/18 7:15am
GET ME THE EFF OUTTA HERE
Please Jesus, Mary and Joseph.
“Can’t spell cheapskates without CHS”
Thurs. 6/14/18 10am
I met this really great guy in here. One that actually listens and respects me. It’s amazing that such a person could exist. After 15 years of an abusive marriage, I am finally calling it quits. I cannot be treated like a piece of dirt any longer. This has been a long time coming. We’ve grown apart mentally, physically and etc. (redacted 2 sentences)
Thurs. 6/14/18 8pm
I slept most of the afternoon and it was lovely. I was woken up by my attorney with good news (hopefully). My 401k, which I sold off, was distributed and let the games begin. I will be moving back home (TEMPORARILY) to Blakeslee and then headed to Saxonburg to get my stuff.
*now writing in pen vs. pencil*
He drained the bank account. On what is anyone’s guess. I think I have a pretty good idea.
He’s running scared now, he won’t return any of my belongings, or at least the correct ones. Not very smart.
I want my laptop and my tablet back – those will be coming home with me next. As well as my car, and of course, my children. Posession is 9/10 of the law, so I plan on fighting this fight well up to the supreme court. And I have SEVERAL character witnesses willing to testify on my behalf.
But anyway….focusing on the positive so that I can get the hell out of here.
I’m dreaming of sushi, soup, and steak…..hmmmm….maybe hibachi on my first meal out of here. Please and thank you
PS- Remember to PayPal atty
Fri. 6/15/18 4am
I had a pen that was given to me by one of the nurses taken away from one of the nurses that I was given to it from.
I am a danger to myself with a pen? Ok. What am I going to do? Draw on myself? Good gravy.
BACK TO CRAYON AND PENCIL FOR ME.
“This is one of life’s little potholes”
Why am I me? All of the signs were there to leave R—. I just never could find the courage. Somehow I found my balls and they were right here all along — on my G-D chest. This shit with the Davies family pisses me off. They are like a cult. Either it’s their way or the highway (aka thrown out of the family). I’ve been thrown out of the family 3 times so far. Third time is the charm. If I ever to talk to those people again, it will be too soon.
I feel lost when he’s not here and calm when he is here. That’s a start.
Cant wait to get out and explore it more.
Thaaaaaaat’s all folks
JUST ANOTHER DAY IN THE LOONEY BIN
My grandmother always says “things will be better before you get married”
they actually get worse
OH HAPPY DAY 🙂
-Remember how to research to legally change name and cost
-Remember to talk to IATSE guy
-Book title idea: “Dodging the Potholes of my Mind”
Fri. 6/15 (no time)
Wherein Michelle Davies calls the KDKA control room by mistake, a blog post. As I was attempting to pay up my union dues for IATSE 820 local REPRESENT, I was given 3 different phone numbers for the leader. The first one was an incorrect phone number. The second one was for THE KDKA CONTROL ROOM. Finally, the third number worked. I will be continuing my membership on a hiatus status….just in case. One less thing to worry about I suppose
Blog post idea: Patch town names
Book title idea: “Tales from Adult IV, NOT! Floor 2”
Sat. 6/16 (no time)
Our story begins now.
Turning over a new leave
Have a wonderful day beautiful.
Thank you. <3
ROLL OF THUNDER HEAR MY CRY.
I finally read my 302 paperwork.
[He’s not here and I miss him so much. It hurts my heart so much. I miss him]
I’m greatful to be alive today! Considering that I almost died on 5/31.
It’s the little things.
It seems wrong to be attached so earlier on…
…but I cannot help myself
SWEET DREAMS BEAUTIFUL
YOU ARE STRONGER THAN YOU THINK YOU ARE
WALK IT OFF, DAVIES!