Thursday, Mar. 22, 2007
NASA Is Calling
My brain hurts. However, it's always nice to know I'm not alone.
We had our first official written test in training yesterday, though it didn't get graded until today. Since it entailed use of computers and we're short two computers in our training room, some of us normally share computers and two of us (including me) were sent to an adjacent room so we could use the computers there.
This afternoon, after grading our test, the instructor pulled we two "other room" people out to ask about our tests. I was a little puzzled, wondering what on earth would prompt that. I mean, we purposely sat on opposite sides of the room so there would be no question of cheating, etc. There was another trainer in the room for part of our testing. I couldn't imagine what else would prompt us being removed from class, though, other than accusations of cheating.
In reality, we both bombed on the test. It was so seriously weird, given that we've both shown we knew the materials, that our trainer was just trying to figure out what the heck happened.
As it turned out, there really was a reason. We took the wrong test! (Which was the trainer's error - she gave us a printed test with the same number of multiple-choice questions, and we printed our answers on a separate page.)
There were actually four of us who took the wrong test.
Funnier still, despite being given a test for another kind of job altogether, my partners in crime and I were able to track down the answers. We all passed! For one of the questions I missed, I knew the second I turned it in that I'd put the wrong answer and told the trainer as much, including what it SHOULD have been.
It was pretty darned giggle-worthy.
I'm going to have to sign off here shortly, though. We're having a potluck lunch tomorrow and I'm going to make some pies - lemon meringue and chocolate chiffon.
For the record - there are several reasons I'm losing weight, and I'm aware of them all. As I pointed out, since discovering the hypoglycemia thing and since living conditions permitted, I've been eating low-carb. When I eat low carb the weight drops like *that*. I've done it before; last time around when I did strict low carb, a la Atkins, I dropped 32 pounds in two weeks. I've been doing low carb for about three months now, which is why the weight's going buh-bye. I just didn't stick to it as strictly this time around so wasn't expecting such dramatic loss. It sort of sneaks up on you.
Also, while I'm certainly not stress-free, I'm a lot more comfortable here than I was in Tombstone. Tombstone was a dead-end for me and I knew it. Here I already have a job that pays a living wage, enough to take care of our legal stuff, enough to pay for a decent apartment and so on.
And we're no longer sitting in Tiny Town, USA. We're in a place with current movies, with real grocery stores without driving an hour, etc. Both MC and I just like it better here than living out in the middle of nowhere. So despite my very real moments of doubt, we're still making actual progress. Which allows me to COMFORTABLY lose weight.
It's getting late and I've still got pies to make, so I suppose I should sign off and get outta here. Life goes on and it's at least on a better trajectory these days. Despite my "down" moments.
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )