It's blooming hot around here, like 102 was the high and I'm so ready for fall!
things I love about fall... wearing boots, darker colored clothes (I'm pretty sure I look better in darker colors), darker hair, big pots of soup cooking all day, windy days, leaves blowing, cuddly fires to stay warm by, watching Harry Potter when it's howling cold, Halloween! (my favorite, favorite holiday). Oh my, I cannot wait for fall to get here... it will be here technically in about a month, but it will be October before it cools here.
Some of my best memories were in the fall, with the leaves turning beautiful colors, falling and eating bowls of chili and mugs of hot chocolate. *sigh* can't wait!
Monday, August 24, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Oh, the drama
So, again I'm using this blog for my original intended purpose, the vent about my life and issues that come up sometimes on a daily basis.
If someone suddenly will not look you in the eye, speak to you or acknowledge you exist one day and the day before was offering to help you with a project... would you say that was odd?? Yea, me too.
Chick at work, who always pushes herself into every other department's projects attempted to push her way (successfully because my boss doesn't have a set of balls to tell this lady no) one of my projects and I simply refused her help. Not directly, not indirectly. She asked me to let her know if I needed her help... I didn't need her help (because I can do my job all by myself, I'm a big girl) so I never asked her. Apparently, that pissed her off. Four days now she has not spoken to me.
Never a day has passed for a year in which she didn't ask me to walk outside with her while she smoked on her break and shoot the breeze. Albeit while I'm outside with her she did nothing but bitch non-stop about someone in the office, her husband or some other poor member of her household. In her mind, she knows how to handle everything the best way possible and everyone else isn't doing things right.
But really, it's been very nice not having to converse with this crazy person. I feel a lot better at work. She is two cubicles over and I haven't had to worry about her bullsh*t... It's great.
What I'm trying to figure out about this person is if she's just that unhappy with her life that she has to feel important and take over other people's projects and jobs... she's done this with several other people and been successful. Essentially talking the ball-less boss into giving her segments of other people's work because those other people aren't doing things right.
Amazing. This is truly one of the reasons I changed my college degree major from communications to education. Can't wait til I'm out.
Should I break the ice with her? Or let her continue being childish? It's kind of funny, because it's no sweat off my back. Other people are oblivious to her ways, but I've figured her out. Part of me wants to call her out on how she operates, but it's not worth it.
If someone suddenly will not look you in the eye, speak to you or acknowledge you exist one day and the day before was offering to help you with a project... would you say that was odd?? Yea, me too.
Chick at work, who always pushes herself into every other department's projects attempted to push her way (successfully because my boss doesn't have a set of balls to tell this lady no) one of my projects and I simply refused her help. Not directly, not indirectly. She asked me to let her know if I needed her help... I didn't need her help (because I can do my job all by myself, I'm a big girl) so I never asked her. Apparently, that pissed her off. Four days now she has not spoken to me.
Never a day has passed for a year in which she didn't ask me to walk outside with her while she smoked on her break and shoot the breeze. Albeit while I'm outside with her she did nothing but bitch non-stop about someone in the office, her husband or some other poor member of her household. In her mind, she knows how to handle everything the best way possible and everyone else isn't doing things right.
But really, it's been very nice not having to converse with this crazy person. I feel a lot better at work. She is two cubicles over and I haven't had to worry about her bullsh*t... It's great.
What I'm trying to figure out about this person is if she's just that unhappy with her life that she has to feel important and take over other people's projects and jobs... she's done this with several other people and been successful. Essentially talking the ball-less boss into giving her segments of other people's work because those other people aren't doing things right.
Amazing. This is truly one of the reasons I changed my college degree major from communications to education. Can't wait til I'm out.
Should I break the ice with her? Or let her continue being childish? It's kind of funny, because it's no sweat off my back. Other people are oblivious to her ways, but I've figured her out. Part of me wants to call her out on how she operates, but it's not worth it.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Why is it so hard?
Contemplating last night as I lay in bed watching I Love You, Man, the movie about how I keep people at a distance for a very long time before I let them "in." The movie is about a man who is engaged and has no close friends to be in his wedding party, while his fiance has six close friends. (spoiler alert! in case you haven't seen it and want to see this masterpiece)
The movie follows this guy as he attempts to make friends and ends up making a friend but is very uncomfortable throughout the process. Interesting thought came to my mind that I really don't have very many close friends. I had a good friend in high school who is now a complete bitch and only sees her career and how many masters degrees she can get. She completely snubbed my mother at a funeral last month, treated my mom like someone beneath her.
Have a few friends locally, but they all grew up together in this small town and I'm just an outsider. Some days then bring me into their fold, others they plan parties without me. Very strange, indeed.
Reason for this post? Last year three local families (and when I say local, we live in a very rural area and they live about two miles from us) planned a party at the person's house with the most room. We cleverly titled the party an invitation from us three families. Cute, lots of people showed up. We ate cow balls (yes, that's what I said) and drank til the wee hours of the morning.
This year, it's time again for that same party (we have an excess of cow balls) however, the party does not include my family, another family has somehow replaced us. I was a little miffed when I received the evite this morning that our family was not included... so what's a girl to do? Reply with a "maybe." Hell yeah!
Not sure if I should say something to the "new" organizers? Just go and put on my happy face? Not go and sit at home with the family and watch crappy movies while they are two miles away having fun? Not even sure what I did to put them off? I think I might be threatening. Hell, I don't know. I get so sick of trying to figure other people out. This is number one reason I enjoy hanging with the hubby and his male friends. When the wives come out there are unwritten rules, feelings get hurt and if I forget to ask about their recent vacation, then I'm an instant bitch. I couldn't be more of a girly girl, love to shop, sip wine, talk gossip, love my cosmos, Sex and the City, would wear heels and skirt everyday. Maybe I just need a vacation. I've been working six days a week.
Poop. Hopefully I'm not the only one with these issues. Right?
The movie follows this guy as he attempts to make friends and ends up making a friend but is very uncomfortable throughout the process. Interesting thought came to my mind that I really don't have very many close friends. I had a good friend in high school who is now a complete bitch and only sees her career and how many masters degrees she can get. She completely snubbed my mother at a funeral last month, treated my mom like someone beneath her.
Have a few friends locally, but they all grew up together in this small town and I'm just an outsider. Some days then bring me into their fold, others they plan parties without me. Very strange, indeed.
Reason for this post? Last year three local families (and when I say local, we live in a very rural area and they live about two miles from us) planned a party at the person's house with the most room. We cleverly titled the party an invitation from us three families. Cute, lots of people showed up. We ate cow balls (yes, that's what I said) and drank til the wee hours of the morning.
This year, it's time again for that same party (we have an excess of cow balls) however, the party does not include my family, another family has somehow replaced us. I was a little miffed when I received the evite this morning that our family was not included... so what's a girl to do? Reply with a "maybe." Hell yeah!
Not sure if I should say something to the "new" organizers? Just go and put on my happy face? Not go and sit at home with the family and watch crappy movies while they are two miles away having fun? Not even sure what I did to put them off? I think I might be threatening. Hell, I don't know. I get so sick of trying to figure other people out. This is number one reason I enjoy hanging with the hubby and his male friends. When the wives come out there are unwritten rules, feelings get hurt and if I forget to ask about their recent vacation, then I'm an instant bitch. I couldn't be more of a girly girl, love to shop, sip wine, talk gossip, love my cosmos, Sex and the City, would wear heels and skirt everyday. Maybe I just need a vacation. I've been working six days a week.
Poop. Hopefully I'm not the only one with these issues. Right?
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Change is good
I'm not talking political mumbo jumbo. (hope to never talk about that on this blog)
No, the big change for me is my major in college. Yes, I am a 31 year-old woman in college (online, albeit) But I'm in college. I live in the butthole of America and the only college near me is a rodeo college, yep not going there.
Previously my major was communications to compliment my job. Well, for the most part I hate my job. My boss is a complete brat and has poor communication skills and I just down right do not like my job. My boss is the CEO's son, in a small town in a small company.
The down side? I make very good money with excellent benefits. But money isn't everything, right? My happiness is much more important.
I contacted my counselor this afternoon and changed my major to education. I'm going to be a teacher. Very frightening. Haven't told the husband, in fact have told the husband I would never want to be a teacher, but I have always, secretly wanted to be a teacher and I'm so sick of fighting it. So, here it goes!
No, the big change for me is my major in college. Yes, I am a 31 year-old woman in college (online, albeit) But I'm in college. I live in the butthole of America and the only college near me is a rodeo college, yep not going there.
Previously my major was communications to compliment my job. Well, for the most part I hate my job. My boss is a complete brat and has poor communication skills and I just down right do not like my job. My boss is the CEO's son, in a small town in a small company.
The down side? I make very good money with excellent benefits. But money isn't everything, right? My happiness is much more important.
I contacted my counselor this afternoon and changed my major to education. I'm going to be a teacher. Very frightening. Haven't told the husband, in fact have told the husband I would never want to be a teacher, but I have always, secretly wanted to be a teacher and I'm so sick of fighting it. So, here it goes!
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