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Because today is meeting-palooza day, and there's no time to do actual work in between them...
- Our effing heat stopped working yesterday, just as it's turning cold again. I hate that our landlord didn't fix it two months ago when they found out it wasn't working right. But we're stupid and we hate dealing with him, so we didn't push it. Plus, it wasn't that cold and it was working fine, right until yesterday. My husband is going to talk to him tonight, but we really hate them coming in our apartment when we're gone, because our dog. Freaks. Out. Last time they were in our apartment while we were at work, my husband got home to a mess that smelled like a Hampton Beach bathroom. Sigh.
- We have our department holiday party on Friday, and I would rather put hot pins in my eyes than be social with these people right now. I was in a meeting this morning where we laid out plans for March/April/May and the thought of still being here then makes me want to kick something.
- One of my faculty chairs keeps calling me, and I keep avoiding his calls, because he makes me crazy. I figure if it's remotely important, he'd leave a message and he hasn't, so eff it. That's what voicemail/email are for.
- My husband didn't take the week off between Christmas and New Year's because he thought he'd be working from home by then. Except now he's not, so he's really annoyed that he only has two days off. I'm sorry he doesn't have more, but I'm also secretly glad, because I like my alone time. I want to be able to watch marathons of Tori and Dean and Gilmore Girls without interruption.
- My friend invited us to a NYE party, and I said we already had other plans. What I didn't mention is that those plans involve copious bottles of wine, pajamas, and our couch.
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I totally feel you on some of these, 5KC. Wine for (I mean, at) lunch tomorrow!
So sorry your heat is out, that completely sucks. And can your dog not be crated while your landlord comes over, or does that not help?
I'm skipping my company holiday party this year because I just don't feel like going. In the past I've worked at places where you get in trouble if you don't attend but I noticed last year that lots of my peers weren't there so eff it, I'm spending that Friday night at home with DH.
I really, really hope I can convince my boss it will be OK for me to work once a week from home instead of just once every other week. The plan is to wait until review time in January to bring it up.
I am not the least bit interested in this upcoming wedding I am in.
Dare I say I am almost not even interested in the bride anymore because all she talks about is money, what she is buying next, clothes, and her upcoming nose job. It's pangs of jealousy on my part because if she doesn't have the $$ her parents buy her whatever she wants- jewelry, apple products, new cars, 2 honeymoons... I understand this is a time in her life where she is bound to be completely self absorbed so here is hoping she'll calm down after her nuptials are over.
I am ready for my foster dog (god love him) to go to a forever home. I miss my quiet, non-chaotic dog walks and being able to sit down without a dog sitting on me, standing over me, obsessively licking me, and knocking DS down.
I'm mentally just done with work for the year. I am tired of the culture we have where it is expected to constantly say, "ZOMG I am sooo busy and it's so much work and I am just sooooo crazy!" I am left to wonder what about looking like you are drowning in work and perhaps cannot hack what you do is appealing to your superiors.
I am thrilled to not have to deal with work holiday socials this year (minus DH's on Friday but his I can deal with).
I am tired of spending money yet out, out, out it goes. Tis the season, I guess.
Please let these next 2 weddings be my last. Please.
Your NYE plans sound legit to me.
I am dieting with my H, but sneaking candy bars at work. Being hungry all the time turns me into a megabitch and it's just not worth it to me. I could stand to lose 5 pounds but not at the expense of my sanity. We are going to start working out next week once our new set of dumbbells arrives, and I am thinking that plus eating well at home should be plenty for me.
I love this confession and 1,000% agree with the bolded!
I'm pretty much in the same boat as you in terms of pounds I could stand to lose (maybe closer to 10) and have been half-assing--OK maybe quarter-assing--a lower carb diet but it's really hard to do without a lot of advanced meal planning. I've totally been cheating with awful snacks (Ghiradelli brownies, anyone?).
I hear you on this. DH works Friday nights from March - November, and more often than not I spend my Friday nights in my sweatpants, eating onion dip for dinner (washed down by a bottle of wine) while having a Buffy or some other marathon. I'm bummed that my disgustingly self indulgent Friday nights have come to a close for the season, lol.
My vent is work related. I work closely with a guy from our NYC office and I will usually IM him random questions or comments only to have him call me in return to discuss. If I wanted to having an effing 8 minute chat about it, I would have called you in the first place. Just reply via IM and don't waste my time! I've started ignoring the calls and IMing him back "I'm on the other line, can you just answer me here?"
5kC, I love your NYE confession. It sounds like us!
I am so nervous about something falling through with the sale of my house. I don't know why, but I just feel like something might go wrong. I have barely even talk anyone IRL. People keep coming over and saying "Sale pending? What? You sold!?" but I'm too nervous to tell anyone.
I was near tears watching Teen Mom this afternoon. The screaming and fighting in front of the poor baby was just awful, and the baby was so upset. Ugh.
All of these sexual abuse in sports things that keep coming out are freaking me the eff out. I was convinced that pedophiles are everywhere even before all this, so it isn't helping. It's to the point that it's like a witch hunt in my mind. I'm afraid I'm going to be a helicopter parent.
lol, glad you approve Rock
I was the same way when we were buying our house. I was so worried that something would happen. I hardly told anyone about it until after we closed.
It makes me insane when people do that. I don't want to talk on the phone and make polite conversation, I want an answer! Good for you for pushing back.
I just had a 15 minute meeting because the guy wasn't prepared at all to talk about what I needed to talk about. Even though I told him I was going to schedule the meeting a month ago, I sent him the invite a week ago, and I spoke to him 2 hours before. I hate that! I busted my butt to be prepared, and you don't even have the courtesy to take 10 minutes to think things through? You suck.
Oh! And because I haven't b!tched enough today - the guy sitting next to me on the bus this morning totally spritzed himself with cologne. (Like, stuck the bottle inside his coat and sprayed.) Who the heck does that?
Jerks. That's who.
Every day I think about telling at least one person on the bus that they really need to stop bathing in their awful perfume/cologne/scented lotion. So gross, and I want to cry every time one of the regular offenders picks the seat next to me.
I miss working in the 'burbs and having free parking lots!!!
One time the lady at the drive through at Dunkin Donuts told my H she liked his cologne. She meant it as a compliment but he was mortified. He had no idea it was so strong that day. Since then he has been a lot better about only putting on one spray.
Also, a lady sat next to me on the train one day and she smelled like BO so bad that I put scented lotion on my hand and held my hand over my nose as if I was resting my chin on my hand. It helped.
I am so tired today. I just want to take a nap at my desk.
Oh no, I cannot handle BO. I would have had to move, even if it meant standing for the ride. I try to remember sometimes that part of the problem is me and my sensitive nose, but really I think it's mostly other people's fault
The U.S. should adopt siestas. Or I should move to Europe. Hmm....
It's totally other people's fault. And I think I'd take cologne over BO any day. One time, I had to ride the shuttle with a group of 45 civil servants from a country that is not ours, and that does not share our affection for personal hygiene. It was February, which meant the heat on our little shuttle was on full blast. It was the longest 15 minutes of my life.
And I 10000% agree with the siesta thing. Who do we have to talk to?