But it's only Sunday. I took last Friday off (of course I don't get it as a vacation day, don't be silly!) so we had a nice 3 day weekend, and now it's back to the grind for 5 more days. Though if I can hold on till next week, there are only two work days!!! I'm so excited to have a 5 day weekend over Thanksgiving!
Where did November go? I realize it's only the 13th and we're not even halfway though, but Thanksgiving is NEXT WEEK! Why doesn't time go by this quickly in January and February?
I'm eating my feelings tonight and getting Chinese food to chase away all my work stress from the coming week. That's normal and healthy, right? Well it could be worse. I could be chasing the stress away with a few scorpian bowls or something like that
mmm.... scorpion bowls.....
Showing posts with label work. Show all posts
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Sunday, November 13, 2011
Monday, September 19, 2011
4 workdays till the weekend!
You know it's going to be a long week when you are already thinking about the weekend while you're driving to work on Monday morning. And to add insult to injury, I worked late tonight. Blah. But Monday is over and there are only 4 more work days till the weekend!! And the the weekend will fly by in the blink of an eye and we will all be in the same place net Monday.
Sigh.
I'm crabby on Mondays. And Tuesdays. And Wednesdays. Then on Thursdays I get a little bit less crabby and on Fridays at 4:00 (because I try my hardest not to work late on Fridays) I'm downright euphoric.
It's so cliched, but what can I say. I want to dance for joy when I leave on Friday afternoons. And in 3 weeks I have a 3 day weekend!
So - The Emmy's. I can't watch them (or any award show) because they go too late and I need to go to bed. But I was happy that Modern Family cleaned house, even if the critics weren't happy about it. I'm not a huge reality fan, but please - can we just stop acknowledging Amazing Race even exists? Do people even watch Amazing Race? And I LOVE thatTyrion Lannister Peter Dinklage won. He is, by far, my favorite Game of Thrones character, in the show at least. I have other favorites in the book.
And more TV starts tonight! Yay!
speaking of pop culture.... Can the Salarhis crawl back into the hole from whence they came?
Sigh.
I'm crabby on Mondays. And Tuesdays. And Wednesdays. Then on Thursdays I get a little bit less crabby and on Fridays at 4:00 (because I try my hardest not to work late on Fridays) I'm downright euphoric.
It's so cliched, but what can I say. I want to dance for joy when I leave on Friday afternoons. And in 3 weeks I have a 3 day weekend!
So - The Emmy's. I can't watch them (or any award show) because they go too late and I need to go to bed. But I was happy that Modern Family cleaned house, even if the critics weren't happy about it. I'm not a huge reality fan, but please - can we just stop acknowledging Amazing Race even exists? Do people even watch Amazing Race? And I LOVE that
And more TV starts tonight! Yay!
speaking of pop culture.... Can the Salarhis crawl back into the hole from whence they came?
Monday, June 06, 2011
4 workdays
No, I won't keep a running countdown till the weekend..... or will I?
4 workdays! Till the hotel! and the mini-shampoo! and the tour! and the NO KIDS!
If we were traveling via plan and could visit some airports, I'm pretty sure it would be Nirvana.
Anyway. I'm done now. I know you're all dying of jealousy.
Last Thursday Baby Girl got sick. She threw up sometime during the night and projectile vomited later in the morning. This caused havoc in the Casa de O'G, as my mother is not yet on summer vacation and my father still won't watch her all day (okay, he would, but I know he's very apprehensive about it and I won't ask him unless we literally have no other options). We needed to juggle work schedules, I was already 60 miles away at my desk, the whole thing was a nightmare. Plus - baby girl was sick. That was no fun.
We managed though. She went to school the next day.
dum de dum, live our lives, arrive 1:30 Sunday morning.
Andrew is stricken with the stomach bug. Sunday is less than fun for Mama since she is the sole care giver of the baby girl. Andrew is not feeling well at all, naps a lot, but does pull through at the end of the day. It looks like he will survive, but he had a rough day.
Sunday Sunday Sunday. Mama and Baby Girl.
6:20 Monday morning - Mama is stricken with the stomach bug. But what's that Mama? You took a half day last week to go attend to your child so Andrew could go to work too? Oh right. You know you don't have any personal time left, right? And you've used your sick time? And your boss is cool about emergencies, but you cannot push it since you need your boss to remain cool about emergencies? Right. Go to work then. Have fun on your hour drive in, try not to throw up at your desk - but don't forget you have a meeting at 11 that you are running!
So.
That was today.
I made it through though. And I'm feeling a little better.
Nothing like a working Mama getting the stomach bug at 6:20 in the morning.
4 workdays! Till the hotel! and the mini-shampoo! and the tour! and the NO KIDS!
If we were traveling via plan and could visit some airports, I'm pretty sure it would be Nirvana.
Anyway. I'm done now. I know you're all dying of jealousy.
Last Thursday Baby Girl got sick. She threw up sometime during the night and projectile vomited later in the morning. This caused havoc in the Casa de O'G, as my mother is not yet on summer vacation and my father still won't watch her all day (okay, he would, but I know he's very apprehensive about it and I won't ask him unless we literally have no other options). We needed to juggle work schedules, I was already 60 miles away at my desk, the whole thing was a nightmare. Plus - baby girl was sick. That was no fun.
We managed though. She went to school the next day.
dum de dum, live our lives, arrive 1:30 Sunday morning.
Andrew is stricken with the stomach bug. Sunday is less than fun for Mama since she is the sole care giver of the baby girl. Andrew is not feeling well at all, naps a lot, but does pull through at the end of the day. It looks like he will survive, but he had a rough day.
Sunday Sunday Sunday. Mama and Baby Girl.
6:20 Monday morning - Mama is stricken with the stomach bug. But what's that Mama? You took a half day last week to go attend to your child so Andrew could go to work too? Oh right. You know you don't have any personal time left, right? And you've used your sick time? And your boss is cool about emergencies, but you cannot push it since you need your boss to remain cool about emergencies? Right. Go to work then. Have fun on your hour drive in, try not to throw up at your desk - but don't forget you have a meeting at 11 that you are running!
So.
That was today.
I made it through though. And I'm feeling a little better.
Nothing like a working Mama getting the stomach bug at 6:20 in the morning.
Wednesday, January 05, 2011
random
I have the lyrics from Everclear's "I will buy you a new life" running through me head. Why? I don't know. I haven't heard that song in years.
I will buy you a new life
perfect shiny and new
that song is really depressing if you think about the lyrics. Which I can honestly say I have never done before today.
Anyway, back to 2011.
Andrew bought us a new house phone last night because our other one died. This one is snazzy and has orange lights. It's main selling point is that it only cost $20. And given that we only use our house phone when I am working from home, even $20 seems a bit much for a phone.
And to end my random ramblings, Baby Girl had a bad drop off this morning at daycare. She saw me leaving and freaked out. I know that in 5 minutes she was fine, and that if I had gone back inside I would have made it worse. But there is nothing worse than leaving your child crying. Even if you know that they will be okay. Baby Girl LOVES school and her friends and is always talking about them. I know she's happy there, and I know she just freaked out because she saw me leave. But that doesn't make it easier.
Unfortunately, we did NOT win megabucks last night, so I will continue to be a working mother for the foreseeable future... dammit
I will buy you a new life
perfect shiny and new
that song is really depressing if you think about the lyrics. Which I can honestly say I have never done before today.
Anyway, back to 2011.
Andrew bought us a new house phone last night because our other one died. This one is snazzy and has orange lights. It's main selling point is that it only cost $20. And given that we only use our house phone when I am working from home, even $20 seems a bit much for a phone.
And to end my random ramblings, Baby Girl had a bad drop off this morning at daycare. She saw me leaving and freaked out. I know that in 5 minutes she was fine, and that if I had gone back inside I would have made it worse. But there is nothing worse than leaving your child crying. Even if you know that they will be okay. Baby Girl LOVES school and her friends and is always talking about them. I know she's happy there, and I know she just freaked out because she saw me leave. But that doesn't make it easier.
Unfortunately, we did NOT win megabucks last night, so I will continue to be a working mother for the foreseeable future... dammit
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Let it snow!
Mama! It's NOMING!!
This blizzard could not have come at a worse time. I simply cannot call into work tomorrow, with it being the week after Christmas, everyone who can take vacation did take vacation and those of us that are left need to keep everything running. Me not working tomorrow is not an option... but we're foretasted to get around 18inches of snow. 18 inches in itself isn't the end of the world (though it is a huge pain in the neck), but the blizzard conditions that are coming along with it mean I really shouldn't be driving 130 miles in a teeny tiny Carolla. However, as long as daycare is open tomorrow, that is exactly what I will be doing. Yuck.
Christmas has come and gone. Baby Girl got so many toys! She has a snazzy new ride on Elmo Bus which she loves and a million other things. I've already gone through her toys and put an entire trash bag of them away, and I still do not have enough room for everything she got. We really need a playroom for her. It's going to still be a few years before we can get out of this place, and I honestly don't know how we are going to do it. This house will be overrun with toys before we can get out! But she's a lucky girl, she has a lot of people that love her.
Everyone think good thoughts... please let daycare be open tomorrow, please let the blizzard conditions decrease before 6am Monday, and let's all REALLY hope my Carolla does not spin off the road!
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
changes
Today is September 14 - which means a year ago today was my last day of maternity leave. A year ago tomorrow was my first day back to work and a year ago Thursday was when they told me my job was moving 65 miles away. Then I went home and cried for 3 days.
This is not the work life I thought I was going to have when I went back to work last year. But I couldn't afford to stay home (still can't!) and I really had no other options. So I followed my job halfway across the state, gave up my flex time (which still makes me sad - I was SO looking forward to having a day with my baby every other week!), have put about 25,000 miles on my car in a year.
My life 365 years ago was completely different than I ever thought it would be.
This is not the work life I thought I was going to have when I went back to work last year. But I couldn't afford to stay home (still can't!) and I really had no other options. So I followed my job halfway across the state, gave up my flex time (which still makes me sad - I was SO looking forward to having a day with my baby every other week!), have put about 25,000 miles on my car in a year.
My life 365 years ago was completely different than I ever thought it would be.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
5 dollar footlong
I don't like how the numbers on the field are outlined in orange at Dolphin Stadium. If someone could do something about that for me, that'd be fantastic.
It's been pretty cold this weekend, especially in Keene. Windchills have been in the single digits. Luckily the cold snap is going to end tomorrow and it's going back up to 40ยบ. Which is where it is supposed to be in the middle of November!
I'm pretty excited that this is Thanksgiving week. My company gives the day after Thanksgiving as a holiday (we gave up Columbus Day or Veteran's Day - don't know which one- for it). So it's an automatic 4 day weekend/ 3 day work week. That's more exciting than Christmas week. Last year we had to work December 24th and 26th. Lame. This year our CEO gave us Dec 26th. Wasn't that nice of him.... I'm willing to bet that he didn't work the 26th last year, but the rest us had to. So yeah, Thanksgiving week is cool. Even if I have to write a paper this weekend. It's the last Thanksgiving at school.... I have to keep telling myself that.
How annoying is that 5 dollar foot long commercial?
It's been pretty cold this weekend, especially in Keene. Windchills have been in the single digits. Luckily the cold snap is going to end tomorrow and it's going back up to 40ยบ. Which is where it is supposed to be in the middle of November!
I'm pretty excited that this is Thanksgiving week. My company gives the day after Thanksgiving as a holiday (we gave up Columbus Day or Veteran's Day - don't know which one- for it). So it's an automatic 4 day weekend/ 3 day work week. That's more exciting than Christmas week. Last year we had to work December 24th and 26th. Lame. This year our CEO gave us Dec 26th. Wasn't that nice of him.... I'm willing to bet that he didn't work the 26th last year, but the rest us had to. So yeah, Thanksgiving week is cool. Even if I have to write a paper this weekend. It's the last Thanksgiving at school.... I have to keep telling myself that.
How annoying is that 5 dollar foot long commercial?
Monday, June 02, 2008
Manic Monday
Working makes me hate every day just a little bit more than the day before. Sad, really. But on the positive note, I have Thursday off and this weekend should be fun. If I can get through the 3 more workdays I have to get through.
Sometimes I dream about working someplace else. Some other industry. Anything but what I do. What I really want to do is work for a non-profit group environmental group. I don't know what exactly I want to do for them, but I want to be involved with something that doesn't make me hate my life. Any ideas? anyone? no? damn.
I have no school tomorrow night and I'm making one of my Make and Take dinners, which means more time to sit around and do nothing! whoo hoo! I'll probably go for a walk after work. Then I'll mosey around, cook my Make and Take meal, and perhaps watch some mindless television. Sounds divine. The one sad part of that is I have no more Sex and The City to watch. I've been watching them On Demand since January, but now I've seen them all, plus the movie. I'll have to find something else to watch.
So what, you ask, is the Make and Take Kitchen? Only the greatest idea since sliced bread! You sign up before you go for either 3, 6, 9, or 12 meals (I make half orders, they feed 2-3 people). You can choose from a bunch of different meals and when you get there on your selected date and time, they have everything you need to make your meal set up for you. Everything is chopped, peeled, sliced, diced, you name it. All you have to do is put everything together in whatever container they tell you to put it in. Even the meat is already portioned out for you. And it is all fresh food. If you don't like onions - don't put them in! Love garlic? Double what it calls for! (actually never double a garlic amount, but you get the point). You don't have to worry about prep, cleaning, making sure you have all the ingredients, and you make it with fresh food. Pop it in the freezer when you get home and all you have to do when you want to eat it is follow the fool proof cooking directions on your container. Honestly, it's a lifesaver. And I don't even have kids! I know of one mother of 3 who makes 12 full meals every month (and gets a 13th meal free). It's really awesome; you go out to eat less, you eat less frozen pre-prepared meals full of sodium, and you can actually have a real meal in about 20 minutes. I love it. I wish I had come up with the idea. See paragraphs 1 & 2
Sometimes I dream about working someplace else. Some other industry. Anything but what I do. What I really want to do is work for a non-profit group environmental group. I don't know what exactly I want to do for them, but I want to be involved with something that doesn't make me hate my life. Any ideas? anyone? no? damn.
I have no school tomorrow night and I'm making one of my Make and Take dinners, which means more time to sit around and do nothing! whoo hoo! I'll probably go for a walk after work. Then I'll mosey around, cook my Make and Take meal, and perhaps watch some mindless television. Sounds divine. The one sad part of that is I have no more Sex and The City to watch. I've been watching them On Demand since January, but now I've seen them all, plus the movie. I'll have to find something else to watch.
So what, you ask, is the Make and Take Kitchen? Only the greatest idea since sliced bread! You sign up before you go for either 3, 6, 9, or 12 meals (I make half orders, they feed 2-3 people). You can choose from a bunch of different meals and when you get there on your selected date and time, they have everything you need to make your meal set up for you. Everything is chopped, peeled, sliced, diced, you name it. All you have to do is put everything together in whatever container they tell you to put it in. Even the meat is already portioned out for you. And it is all fresh food. If you don't like onions - don't put them in! Love garlic? Double what it calls for! (actually never double a garlic amount, but you get the point). You don't have to worry about prep, cleaning, making sure you have all the ingredients, and you make it with fresh food. Pop it in the freezer when you get home and all you have to do when you want to eat it is follow the fool proof cooking directions on your container. Honestly, it's a lifesaver. And I don't even have kids! I know of one mother of 3 who makes 12 full meals every month (and gets a 13th meal free). It's really awesome; you go out to eat less, you eat less frozen pre-prepared meals full of sodium, and you can actually have a real meal in about 20 minutes. I love it. I wish I had come up with the idea. See paragraphs 1 & 2
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
She's just being Miley...
I just bought a Miley Cirus song on iTunes. And I'm not ashamed to admit it. I st-st-stutted when you asked me what I'm thinkin' 'bout.
What a day. Did you ever just have the day from absolute hell? That was today. My father used to say he wanted to be a bus driver so at the end of the day he could park his bus in the bus barn and go home and not think about anything until he had to go back to work. I firmly echo that belief. I'm at home, but I'm still stressed out about work and the issues I will face when I go back tomorrow morning. I want to do data entry. There's zero stress in data entry. I hate working. I hate that I have to work. I hate getting up early to go to work. I hate worrying about work at home. I hate it all. I hate having huge huge issues that have to be dealt with. We are going to Newport this weekend, and I can't wait. I can't wait to just get away from it all, even if we will only be gone for 24 hours! Weather permitting, we are going to try to do all of the Cliff Walk, so hopefully I will have some good pictures!
So what else is new... The Masters were this past weekend. Tiger managed to scrape by at second with a -5. He needs an attitude readjustment. No need to be a whiney bitch, Tiger. You can't win everything. Maybe if every single news outlet didn't hype the fact that Tiger might win all 4 Majors this year he would have been less stressed Why don't you let him win 1 Major first? Anyway, he didn't win the Masters, so he can't win all 4 Majors, and we'll commence the same discussion next year.
So who did win? Trevor Immelman with a -8. (My father was pissed about that - he wanted to Tiger to win. He kept telling Trevor to miss and sending jedi-like vibes... but to no avail. Funny because his father always called Tiger a flash in the pan). Mr. Immelman is from South Africa (and is quite handsome, by the way) and has beat cancer, married his childhood sweetheart, and withdrew from the South African Airways Open to be with his wife for the birth of his first child (hello, Tom? Yeah - you're a shmuck). He's pretty much a saint. At least for now - I wonder how often we will hear his name from now on.
What a day. Did you ever just have the day from absolute hell? That was today. My father used to say he wanted to be a bus driver so at the end of the day he could park his bus in the bus barn and go home and not think about anything until he had to go back to work. I firmly echo that belief. I'm at home, but I'm still stressed out about work and the issues I will face when I go back tomorrow morning. I want to do data entry. There's zero stress in data entry. I hate working. I hate that I have to work. I hate getting up early to go to work. I hate worrying about work at home. I hate it all. I hate having huge huge issues that have to be dealt with. We are going to Newport this weekend, and I can't wait. I can't wait to just get away from it all, even if we will only be gone for 24 hours! Weather permitting, we are going to try to do all of the Cliff Walk, so hopefully I will have some good pictures!
So what else is new... The Masters were this past weekend. Tiger managed to scrape by at second with a -5. He needs an attitude readjustment. No need to be a whiney bitch, Tiger. You can't win everything. Maybe if every single news outlet didn't hype the fact that Tiger might win all 4 Majors this year he would have been less stressed Why don't you let him win 1 Major first? Anyway, he didn't win the Masters, so he can't win all 4 Majors, and we'll commence the same discussion next year.
So who did win? Trevor Immelman with a -8. (My father was pissed about that - he wanted to Tiger to win. He kept telling Trevor to miss and sending jedi-like vibes... but to no avail. Funny because his father always called Tiger a flash in the pan). Mr. Immelman is from South Africa (and is quite handsome, by the way) and has beat cancer, married his childhood sweetheart, and withdrew from the South African Airways Open to be with his wife for the birth of his first child (hello, Tom? Yeah - you're a shmuck). He's pretty much a saint. At least for now - I wonder how often we will hear his name from now on.
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