Rip Van Wrinkle

So the last week or so of my class here in Texas has been pretty tough.  I had a hard time with the next to last class and had to repeat a portion of it.  This would be the first time ever I had to repeat something and I took it pretty hard.  Not to mention the fact that my job said if I didn't pass it a second time I could look for a new job.  Though standards huh?  Anyway, about 1/3 of my class (five people) ended up taking it again, with only three of us making it.  

I'd take this time to wish the two ladies the best of luck in their new job hunt.  It certainly wasn't fair, but life rarely is.

Anyway, as you could guess, I like my job and especially the paycheck that comes with it so the pressure was on to do well on the test retake.  I'll save you the suspense and tell you that not only did I do excellent, I did better than the instructors had seen on some sections ever during their time teaching it.  But that is not what this post is about.

Pain in the neck.  Because of the mishap of the last week as I like to call it, I'm stuck here an extra few weeks due to missing my original day to move my things.  The movers will be back in about 3 weeks then I can hit the road.  The good news is that it doesn't really affect me to much, the bad news is that I'm still going to Georgia.  The point I am trying to make though is that it has been a whole lot of stress dealing with it all.  The pressure of possibly losing my job, the pressure of rearranging all of my dates to get out of here and the overall embarrassment of having to wait an extra three days to get my training certificate.  All of these things (plus a few more I have not mentioned) have caused me stress.  What has the stress caused?  A literal pain in the neck.

I woke up about ten days ago with a killer stiff neck.  I've had them before from sleeping wrong or cold air blowing on my neck or whatever.  You wake up and your damn neck is sore.  Usually it is gone in about three to four days.  Not this one, nope.  It was eight days later and it was still waking me up in the middle of the night.  I decided enough was enough and went to see the Doc.

He says that the neck is most definitely f'ed up and I need to stretch it and take muscle relaxants.  The only problem he says is that they will cause drowsiness.  Drowsiness?  On my first celebratory weekend?  No way, not me, I'm to happy not to party.

Uh, yeah right.  I took one of these things at four PM on Saturday and next thing I know it is 6 AM on Sunday and my phone has a bunch of texts from my friends wondering where I am so we can go out.

Also, King George is no longer in power and the American Revolution has taken place.