Oh. Man. Did I get some wicked blisters from walking in my shoes yesterday. Devil Blisters. My hall mates kept shutting their doors hard which caused my door to rattle. They were in and out constantly until about2:45AM. And my next door neighbor was shuffling her flip flopped feet up and down the hall...it got to the point where I wanted to run over and tie her to her bed. Sheesh. I decided to just go ahead and shower so I could sleep as long as possible. When I got back to my room I looked at the blisters, which were under my big toes where the toe connects to the foot, and decided to treat them like every other blister - pull off the dead skin, drain it, and let it air out overnight. Except MY blisters were not like regular blisters. They were so bad that the entire top layer of skin pulled off. The one on my left toe was the worst - I'll post a picture when I get the chance. Ugh. I covered my right toe with Kleenex and let the left one exposed in the hopes that it would dry out and heal overnight...right. I woke up the next morning and could barely walk. My new straightener wouldn't heat up (turned out I had it on the lowest setting - oops), and I had a difficult time trying to figure out how I was going to get to work without losing a foot. I wrapped them both in Kleenex because I didn't have any band aids, put on my coral dress, my tights, purple sock, and brown boots and began my trek to work.
It was awful. I was able to sort of walk on my right toe, but not my left at all. So, I hobble/limped the entire mile to work. On the way, I passed Paul Ryan and he did a double take at my purple socks. I'm practically famous now. I had to text Leslie to let her know I would be late, and after doing so, looked up to realize that I had walked to the wrong building.
I'm not sure how much you know about these government buildings, but they are GINORMOUS, meaning I had to hobble all the way around the wrong building in order to hobble back up the side of the correct building. I was almost in tears by the time I walked in, but I made it. Luckily for me and my feet, the Rayburn building has an infirmary. It took me awhile to find it, but when I did, the RN put some antibiotic and band aids on my all but bloody toes.
When I got back to Mr. Hall's office, I was asked to cover the phones. I took a call from an 82 year old caller who was quite a character. We had some laughs. I also took a call from an upset caller, but it went well. I won't go in to any more detail than that because I'm not going to go blasting callers on my blog. I think it's good to call your congressman/woman when there is an issue you feel passionate about, and your opinon has every right to be heard. We record the calls, and they are ALL reviewed by senior staff because Mr. Hall cares what his constituents think about the issues.
Later on I was sitting at my makeshift desk with another intern when one of the senior staff members got upset because there was chocolate all over our tiny kitchen and she detests chocolate. I told her I'd take care of it, and ended up cleaning the entire kitchen. It's what I do!
I walked around the bowels of the buildings to try and learn some more about where everything leads but I'll be lucky if I get it all figured out before I leave. :) I got to ride a special subway to the Capitol. It's special because the walls are plexiglass so you can see everything around you. One wall is lined with flags from every state going in the order of the year they joined. It was pretty schnazzy.
The Capitol is massive, and the marble, murals, and details are all crazy awesome. I really don't know how else to describe it.
We stayed until 6, I was shown a quicker way to get to my exit, and I headed home. My feet were feeling much better by this time, and it was warm enough that I was able to walk back without wearing my winter coat. Nom called me on the way, and we talked for awhile until I realized I couldn't find my building! Silly Verizon doesn't allow you to search the web (or use maps) while you're on a phone call unless you are in an area with wifi. So I hung up with Nom, checked the maps, headed in the right direction, and called her back. While we were talking, B called and I knew he had a limited time to talk, so I told Nom I'd call her back and I clicked over. I talked with B, finally figured out where I was and how I'd ended up in the wrong place, and got to TMH. I changed and headed to the dining hall for dinner. I got a noodle concoction that ended up being rubbery (I got there about 20min before they closed down) but all was well because they have a pretty decent salad bar.
I still haven't reached out to meet anyone, so I'm still pretty lonely when I'm at TMH. I like that it's separate from work, but I'm lonely. I made it to my room before I started crying, and it only lasted a few minutes, but I was just exhausted, and it was stupid-dumb Valentine's day - my first to be single on in, crap, 10 years, so it was all a bit overwhelming.
I started watching Chicago Fire on Hulu, but the wifi was being dumb because there are so many girls on it at once, but it ended up working out because Nom called me back and we ended up talking for almost an hour and a half. That made me feel better, so I finished Chicago Fire. I still couldn't sleep because the girls were being loud again (surprise), so I watched The Neighbors, finished it, started The West Wing, set my alarms to make sure I texted Jarrod at midnight because his birthday is the 15th, and eventually fell asleep. I texted Jarrod both times, and fell asleep for the rest of the night.
*Until next time!*
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