October 2009 Weddings
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We haven't done confessions in a long time and our board needs a little life breathed into it.
I'll start.
I confess that yesterday, at the ripe old age of 30, I bought my very first Michael Jackson album. I just had been wanting to hear some of his stuff so DH and were at Best Buy and picked up a 2 disc set and grooved all the way home.
Re: Confessions?
I posted this on the pet board Friday, but I think is amusing enough to warrant a repeat. I had to collect a stool sample from Pugsly for the vet, and I waited until her evening walk with the hope that no one would see. Of course when Pugsly decides to do her thing, a firetruck drove up and parked right in front of us. Three fireman got to observe the whole thing.
Confession two: I just got passed over on an internal hire that I would have been a shoe-in for. I mean, I have direct experience, the best availability, and supplemental knowledge. It was perfect. I found out today that I didn't get the job... but what's more disappointing is that I wasn't even interviewed. Honestly, considering I know the hiring manager, that's kind of hurtful.
I confess that this person I'm working on a project for at work is so inconsistent in their direction, full of terrible ideas, and just plain frustrating that I snuck out for a late (second) lunch to buy some chocolate to help me deal. Since I can't drink at work, I figured that's the next best thing.
I also confess that I have such a hang-up about going into the drugstore and just buying a candy bar that I bought a bunch of nail polish too so I could pretend that grabbing the candy at the checkout was an impulse buy.
I pick up our dog's poop on a daily basis... I don't think anyone would think anything of it even if they saw.
Sorry if this gets long.
My confession is that I've been frustrated with planning my sister's bridal shower. My sister and I live in the same city and my mom lives about 40 miles away (not quite a suburb since it's kind of far, but still pretty close). For whatever reason, my sister doesn't want her shower to be held at mom's house (like mine was). She claims there are too many people and we couldn't all fit at mom's house... I think it's because she doesn't want her shower to be like mine. Either way, she wants me to find a "venue" of some kind to have this shower.
Since we are in a large area, we can't exactly just use a private room at a pizza parlor for the price of a few pizzas (which I've done in our tiny home town before). I've been looking at restaurant with private rooms and they're SO expensive! I found one that had a $300 deposit - that's just the deposit! I can't really spend that kind of money on her shower. Not even close.
Now I'm looking at hotels with meeting space but one has already told me they won't let people rent their rooms unless they're using at least 10 hotel rooms that night!
So now I'm running out of places to look and I'm getting angry that we can't have it at mom's house for free.
Oh, and also, she's moving this weekend which is a super long story which frustrates the crap out of me, but she asked DH and I to help her move. After you're out of college, don't you stop asking friends and family to help you move? You're an adult - hire a mover! DH and I hired movers last summer when we moved... it worked great. So this (and the long story that I didn't go into) is making me so angry and in this state, it's hard to be psyched about even trying to plan the shower.
Well of course I do, too.... except I normally don't have her poop on a plastic bag and transfer the contents into a tupperware.
Haha, my vet doesn't have it that good, they get poop tied in a poop bag.
You're never too old for Michael Jackson!
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I confess I wish death on my upstairs neighbour almost daily...I know you should never wish death on anyone but he's a usless human being and I want to shove his Johnny Reid CD up his a$$!!
I also confess my halloween costume makes me look like a sausage...but I don't care!
I confess that I'm sick of school this semester. Its only my second semester back after a break (I took 2 years off when we got engaged so we could pay for our own wedding) and I'm over it completely. In the 4 years I've been back in school, I've NEVER missed a single class, but Monday I ditched it. I also ditched work. I'm sick of not getting any sleep, not having time to do anything at home, w/ H, etc. b/c we are both so darn busy w/ work or school stuff.
I also confess that I'm chomping at the bit to sell our house. We are listing it sometime in January and I hope and pray it sells quickly. While I will miss parts of having a house, I can't wait to get rid of it. I want to quit this craptastic job so I can take a pay cut and work in my field of study, and as long as we have the house, I can't. I hope it sells fast; I can't take much more of this.
I confess that I am a type A, very controlling person. So at work, I tend to do a lot of the shared responsibilities to make sure that they're done right. My bosses have been picking up on this and giving me MORE responsibility because they think I can handle it. When, in reality, I can't.
I think the root of most of my work related anxiety is because I'm used to being one of the most successful in my age group... I graduated top of my high school class, went to a good college, got into graduate school. But now I'm surrounded by these hard working, extremely intelligent people, and I'm not used to being told that what I'm doing isn't good enough. Maybe it's the way kids are raised in our society? Being taught to appreciate individuality... without understanding that certain people's individuality makes them better than you.
Ok. Existential breakdown of today over.
Also, one of my coworkers was here all night, she's wearing the same clothes as yesterday FML.
I can completely relate to feeling this way. It's a constant battle to allow myself to be "ok" with not being the best at my job. I've made myself crazy in the past trying to be perfect at something. I still struggle with being ok with a less than stellar performance.
Yeah, I really think it has to do with how we're raised.... like how EVERYONE on the tee ball team gets a trophy, no matter how good of an athlete they are... then you get into the real world, and just trying your best isn't always enough.
I confess that I hate my job....still. And that getting an email yesterday in bold capital letters on new things we HAVE to do made me want to ram into a car over and over again when I was leaving the parking lot for lunch....I hate this place. And the fact that I have to do more in order for others to get their grant renewed is pissing me off....I don't want anyone to lose their job....not at all...but my numbers are high for a reason and I see a lot of students for a reason, maybe others should make more of an effort instead of relying on one person to refer their services to them. Some people need to get off their ass and have better communication skills...then maybe their numbers would go up. Sorry just had to vent...
Also need to vent that DH's job situation is putting a strain on our finances. My husband is based in Cleveland (we live in STL) so he has to fly up a day before his trip and stay in a hotel....and then come home a day after his trip ends....which is another hotel. Next month he has several trips (he's a pilot) in which he has to do this which means more hotels to pay for. In the last 3 weeks I've only seen him maybe 6 or 7 days? I am used to him traveling/being gone a lot....but this new base and him having to commute is not fun.
Okay rant over.....I need some Michael Jackson.....
I confess that I gained about 5 pounds on my mini-holiday this past weekend. I confess that this job is driving me batty--most days I have nothing to do. I confess that I dream daily about living extravagantly and never working again (yes, I'm a dork).
@Cipolla - Do you know how long he'll be stationed in Cleveland? Cleveland (IMO) is a terrible town. You don't think it'll get to the point that you need to move there, do you?
@KelliJo - are there any park facilities you can rent? If not, I'd tell my sister I need cash to reserve the space she wants--or she can be a big girl and let you host it at your mom's.
Munki can I hold your hand and frolic through that field of extravagance with you?
We don't know how long he will be based there. I did ask him last night if it is a possibility to bid for a new base, but he would still have to commute either way since they closed their STL base. And hell to the no we are not moving to Cleveland...
It's going to be held in late February, so I think outdoors is out of the picture.
Even then, my mom looked into a park to have my shower last summer and it was still like $200! But, you're right, she's going to have to pay for it, whatever it is...