So I realize that I haven't written much lately, just caught up in life, I suppose. Every time I sit down to write my thoughts are chaotic and unorganized.
So I bring you some Random Thoughts instead:
I need a break. Seriously. So DD and I are going to Heartland Spa next weekend to celebrate her good news and just chill out. Hopefully this will get me back on track with my weight loss and fitness/health goals.
So onto news:
DD got a job!!!! WOOHOO!!! I can't even say how much of a relief this is (and not just because I have been slipping her $500 here and there for the last year) She made the decision last year to leave her job as a personal assistant/receptionist in an Accounting Firm to persue something completely different. Last summer she started Esthetician School and just finished a few weeks ago. It has been a lean and stressful year for her. She really wanted to get into medical treatments and not just facials and waxing.
I'm happy to say she starts working for the American Laser Centers next Monday. Exactly what she wanted and making more than what she made before. Hazzah! She was the first of her class to be placed so that has her pretty psyched.
Why, oh why, does produce taste better from Whole Foods? Is it because you pay so much for it and tell yourself you better like it to get your money's worth? Is it really superior? Either way I spent an insane amount of money yesterday for two measly bags worth of food.......but the cantelope was pretty tasty let me tell you.
DD and her husband bought a new sectional for their living room and gave us her old leather sofa and loveseat (oh and an area rug for good measure). Does this mean I'm getting old now that my child is giving me her hand-me-downs???
Please don't answer that.
My niece is turning one next week. How is that even possible? This means that Mother has been gone for almost a year. No thoughts on that one.
Why am I such a wuss when it comes to refinancing the rental property? I know logically that I should to both finance some much needed rehab and to pay off some of my credit card debt. I have a degree in Accounting (albeit dusty) and know that it is a sound financial decision, but am dragging my heals anyway.
The SgtMaj turned 55 last week. How the hell did that happen? Am I now middle aged by association? Oh that's right, I'm middle aged all on my own, I forgot.
That's it, not much to report. Ciao all
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
Blessed Friday
Soooo.....
I am alive (couldn't use that title again so soon). Long couple of weeks at work, decided to take a mental health day (albeit without pay).
I think I've complained about this before, but I have somehow become the resident Psychiatrist at work. Everyone tells me their problems, and I mean everyone. Co-workers, bosses, the chick in the cafeteria. (Did I ever mention that I'm not very sociable?)
I truly know where all the bodies are buried. And who is having problems with their spouses, children, bowels and whatever else they can come up with.
While I am flattered that people trust me with their secrets, it is tiring. Very tiring.
And let's not even get started with the backstabbing and gossip.
So, pay or no pay I needed some time alone for a few hours.
To balance my checkbook.
To paint my poor neglected nails.
To go to Whole Foods and fondle the produce.
To talk to myself even.
Ahhhhh. Because you know, I have the best secrets of all.
Have a good Friday. Stay safe.
I am alive (couldn't use that title again so soon). Long couple of weeks at work, decided to take a mental health day (albeit without pay).
I think I've complained about this before, but I have somehow become the resident Psychiatrist at work. Everyone tells me their problems, and I mean everyone. Co-workers, bosses, the chick in the cafeteria. (Did I ever mention that I'm not very sociable?)
I truly know where all the bodies are buried. And who is having problems with their spouses, children, bowels and whatever else they can come up with.
While I am flattered that people trust me with their secrets, it is tiring. Very tiring.
And let's not even get started with the backstabbing and gossip.
So, pay or no pay I needed some time alone for a few hours.
To balance my checkbook.
To paint my poor neglected nails.
To go to Whole Foods and fondle the produce.
To talk to myself even.
Ahhhhh. Because you know, I have the best secrets of all.
Have a good Friday. Stay safe.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Saturday, April 3, 2010
I'm Alive!
I am, I am. While I promised myself I would post at least once a week, life got in the way as it is wont to do.
Lor and Vlad had a pretty good time in the Dominican Republic. She said the beaches were beautiful, but they weren't too happy with the whole "all inclusive" promises from the resort. Live and Learn. At least now they don't have to return and he will stop bugging her about it.
While they were gone I condo and cat sat. (sitted, whatever). That ended up being a little more involved than I had anticipated.
I woke up at 2 am (my usual) the first night to find a few inches of water on their bathroom floor. It seems the tiolet had been running all night and I didn't hear it due to my hearing loss. I threw towels on the floor (which I had just washed the day before) and shut off the valve for the water.
The following morning I went to work with the intention of dealing with the problem that evening.
After researching on the internet, I figured the stopper thing (I'm no bloody plumber here!) was not fitting properly. I bought a plunger for good measure (and why didn't they have one?)
When I arrive back at the condo, there is a note from the owner of the condo below theirs saying that there had been water leaking from their ceiling.
BUT, OF COURSE
I was afraid of that. I assured the tenants and the owner that the problem was being fixed. Of course the owner looked at me like I was nuts. Why was I cat-sitting? Why was I condo sitting?
Don't ask why, you idiot. You're lucky I was here or the damage would have been much worse.
Anyway, the SgtMaj replaced the guts to the tank and the problem is fixed.
Cost: $12.95. Damage to the downstairs condo? Who knows....I'm just the cat sitter.
I didn't sleep much all week, every new noise woke me up, and the cat meowed constantly. Thank God I'm deaf!
On another subject: Work was brutal all week. We were down to 50% of our regular staff. Needless to say I need a break.
I promise to post a few pics later showing the bedroom changes. Paint change that is. Nothing drastic, but a lot more soothing.
Caio
Lor and Vlad had a pretty good time in the Dominican Republic. She said the beaches were beautiful, but they weren't too happy with the whole "all inclusive" promises from the resort. Live and Learn. At least now they don't have to return and he will stop bugging her about it.
While they were gone I condo and cat sat. (sitted, whatever). That ended up being a little more involved than I had anticipated.
I woke up at 2 am (my usual) the first night to find a few inches of water on their bathroom floor. It seems the tiolet had been running all night and I didn't hear it due to my hearing loss. I threw towels on the floor (which I had just washed the day before) and shut off the valve for the water.
The following morning I went to work with the intention of dealing with the problem that evening.
After researching on the internet, I figured the stopper thing (I'm no bloody plumber here!) was not fitting properly. I bought a plunger for good measure (and why didn't they have one?)
When I arrive back at the condo, there is a note from the owner of the condo below theirs saying that there had been water leaking from their ceiling.
BUT, OF COURSE
I was afraid of that. I assured the tenants and the owner that the problem was being fixed. Of course the owner looked at me like I was nuts. Why was I cat-sitting? Why was I condo sitting?
Don't ask why, you idiot. You're lucky I was here or the damage would have been much worse.
Anyway, the SgtMaj replaced the guts to the tank and the problem is fixed.
Cost: $12.95. Damage to the downstairs condo? Who knows....I'm just the cat sitter.
I didn't sleep much all week, every new noise woke me up, and the cat meowed constantly. Thank God I'm deaf!
On another subject: Work was brutal all week. We were down to 50% of our regular staff. Needless to say I need a break.
I promise to post a few pics later showing the bedroom changes. Paint change that is. Nothing drastic, but a lot more soothing.
Caio
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