What Happens When You Have a Month to Kill

Good news!

I got my start date pushed back!

Which means I have even more time to do NOTHING.

I am seriously going nuts here.

Well, it is a good thing, actually. You see, before I was moving to New Jersey four weeks before my family was planning could actually come help me find an apartment, buy a car, move furniture, et. al. Which meant I would have to find temporary housing and/or rent a car.

Do you have any idea how ridiculously hard and outrageously expensive it is to either stay in a hotel for three weeks or sublet an apartment and rent a car when you're under 25?!?

Really, really hard and expensive.

I would have spent more than my entire first *two* paychecks just to stay at a hotel. Uh, no thanks.

So I pleaded begged threw myself at the mercy of the court inquired if I could start two weeks later than original.

They said yes!

Now I can stay with my cousin for a week and rent a car for eight days (which, while still ridiculously expensive as an under-25-year-old, is slightly less ridiculous). Which is great.

Except for the fact that I still can't do anything. I mean, how am I suppose to know what apartments and cars are going to be available when I get there on June something-or-other? And I can't exactly ship a couch. I mean, I could. I'm not going to. But I could.

There just isn't a heck of a lot of stuff to do around here. Honestly, the highlight of my day was this video posted on Julia's blog.

I cleaned my room. I made cornbread tonight. I've gone on a few walks. I go to the park religiously now. Coffeehouse on campus with friends, in between their classes. Ooh! I finished Devil Wears Prada tonight. That made me happy. Considering I started it a month ago. Plodding my way through The Lovely Bones, but it's just so damn depressing.

A lot of time on the Internet. Ridiculous amounts of time. I think I have read every Facebook profile of every friend I have. Sex and the City almost every night. Hot Fuzz last Friday.

Okay, I guess there has been stuff to do. But it just seems like most of the time I'm sitting on the computer thinking of things I could be doing and then realizing that there really isn't that much to do. Other than get the dozen or so O.C. submission forms up in the Directoy. ::cringes:: I am a horrible person. I kept forgetting to star them so when I search my Gmail for "submisson forms" about eight popped up that I haven't done. Those will be up... soon...

Oh, and as far as that whole "TOTO technique" thing goes, yeah, still plugging along with that.

Lesson #1: Just because your CDE is an author, lectures across the country and has diabetes himself does not mean he knows everything. Case and point: I really do need two shots of Lantus. I tried evening. I tried morning. I tried 27 units, I tried 26 units, I tried 25 units. I tried different ratios. I switched my correction factor. I am either high or low. Luck of the draw. And if I happen to be a "middle" blood sugar, it's only because I happened to catch myself before I went low or high.

Lesson #2: When "tethering on," make sure to prime the tubing at least .5 unit to make sure you get rid of any sneaky air bubbles. Might help actually getting the insulin you need.

So, if anyone is considering the "TOTO technique" (my goal in life is to one-up Dr. Edelman), keep those two things in mind.