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Moody Mondays - and go!
I walked out to my car this a.m. to find that someone had hit my sideview mirror and broke it off and left. Hubby is traveling for work so I can't drop it off at the shop until Tuesday night when he gets back which means I won't have it back until Wednesday night late since I work my Part Time job. Thank heavens my mechanic is the dad of one of my sister's best friends because he's fantastic about calling me with the total and then letting me drop a check into the key slot. It is very out of the way for me to go to him but I trust him 100% so it is worth the hassle.
Is it just me or does it seem like there is a trend towards lack of personal responsibility these days? Not just in this instance but on Wall Street, in politics, sports, etc? It makes me sort of sad about the state of things.
Re: Moody Mondays - and go!
Ugh, that is terrible! The same exact thing happened to DH a little over a year ago before we moved back to Maine. It, frankly, didn't surprise us, given the general disdain of our neighbors, but we were angry all the same. What a frustrating way to start your week. I'm so sorry.
My only complaint today (apart from having to go back to work) is that I'm really sore from yesterday's workout. It's kind of one of those "good" sores, where you know the workout was effective and that your booty's going to look awesome if you keep it up, but it's a little disheartening that I'm so out of shape. Plus it hurts every time I have to get up.
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This past weekend was the first weekend I've had off in a month. And I couldn't tell you where it went. It was over b/c I had a chance to ever sit down and enjoy it. Got hardly any sleep last night, and I already don't like Mondays, so its been making for an extremely slow day thus far. Sigh. I'm ready for a major vacation.
That and for 3 weeks I've been telling our president/owner that we have a mouse problem. It keeps pooping all over my desk, in my desk drawers, crudenza (sp?), etc. and its sick. I have asked him multiple times to take care of the problem and he thinks its funny. I actually had to leave a pile of its poop to prove to him that I'm not lying and there is a friggin mouse in my office. I finally went last night and bought two traps. Good thing, too, cuz another co-worker has mouse poop all over his desk this morning, too. Its so disgusting and I shouldn't have to keep asking the owner of the company to take care of it.
That just made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up....
My moody monday surrounds the fact that I my life is not fit for diets. I went to my cousin's wedding this weekend and ate back any calorie deficit that I've created this week. It seems any time I have something good going for me, another "eating event" pops up. I'm going to have to turn into one of "those people" who are diet crazy, even at events when they're expected to eat.
I have soooo much work to do for my masters class this week that I've gone passive. I'll probably be kicked into high gear Sunday night, hours before the work is due.
I'm tired of snow. We got five more inches last night.
That's all for now.
I know. Its so sickening and embarrassing. I shouldn't have to keep telling him. I have had to sterilize my desk so many times over the past few weeks cuz the thought of mouse poop on my desk makes me want to hurl. Another guy in our office came in to piles on his desk, too. The owner thinks just cuz doesn't see the poo on a regular basis, its not a problem.
Is he a bad boss in general? I would be very hard pressed to come to work at all with that issue.
Make it a habit to get to the office before him everyday so you can drop your piles in front of his door. That should get his attention. Even better, if his office is unlocked, pile them on his desk and/or his chair.
My moody monday is due to the fact that I have 5 tests in the next 2 weeks of class (all the professors are trying to cram stuff in before spring break). All of which are extremely difficult lab/lecture tests that I will have to dedicate every spare moment that I have in order to get an A. Thus everything else is going on the back burner which means messy house, not a lot of quality time with DH, and no time for fun. BOO! The only thing I refuse to let go of is my gym time, I NEED IT FOR MY SANITY!!
On a more positive note as soon as I get these two weeks of insanity over with or if I make it through I should say then I am going on a me vacation 1 week at the beach just me, a good book, girl time with some old friends, and drinks everynight if I wish!!! I can't wait!
I don't actively advocate this, but there's a sick yet satisfying bit of social justice in taking the dead mice you catch and putting them on his desk.
We put in an offer on a house yesterday and gave them until 5 tomorrow to respond. I wish we could have put 9:00 am this morning so I dont have to wait until they decide to get back to us. This is going to be a very LONG day that is for sure. And tomorrow if they dont get back to us today also.
I got sick of asking for him to take care of this, so yesterday when we were at the grocery store I picked up two D-con traps that enclose the mice on the company credit card. I had to use a co-workers dust buster this morning to sweep the poop off my desk and have decided that tomorrow if there more poop on my desk, I'm opening the canister and putting in front of his office door. I'm THAT ticked off. When HE has to deal with it, it might get taken care of.
Not that I want you to freak out more but you can get some really unpleasant things from mice. Normally not an advocate for this because it is a total pain in the butt, but you can report it to OSHA since it is a health issue that your employer is failing to address. (and frankly seems to be very cavalier in his disregard of it!)
I agree with pp... do whatever it takes to take care of the mice. Call OSHA, go to HR, get traps... this is ridiculous!
Lovey, what do you do anyway?
This! Call OSHA, or threaten it. You could get diseases from mouse poop...not only is it gross, it is bad for your health.
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It's official. I am sick AGAIN. Going to the doctor tomorrow morning... AGAIN and will probably need another round of antibiotics... AGAIN.
Oh, and my BFF and her DH are buying a duplex apartment that I found for them (as their agent) and we found out today that the appraisal came in lower than the sale price. Back to the negotiating table to try to salvage the deal!
I just threw up in my mouth.