TGIF

Wow. Thank GOD it's Friday! It's been one of those weeks. Ups, downs. Bad days at work. Good news on the housing front. Snow. Been kinda busy! But it's looking up, because it's Friday!

Tomorrow, Matt, Rachel and I go house shopping. To rent, not own. No one won the lottery, so we're still looking at renting. But we go look at our top 4 choices tomorrow. And hopefully gaming tomorrow night. We'll see.

Tonight, I work at the restaurant. Tomorrow night too. Looking forward to tips. Especially since I need to get cat food. Probably litter too. The joys of parenthood. : )

Here's to today FLYING by, so I can leave. Seems to be going well so far! And Kim and Barry are going to send me pics from Burnsville of everyone who's dressed up for Halloween. Can't wait!

Anyway, that's what I'd be having if I was outside. I'm not, I'm sitting in my cube, staring at my computer, with my back to the window. In the meantime, this quiz is kinda fun. Let me know what you get! I'm a Politics and Cultural Guru, which means:


From Timbuktu to Tijuana, you know all about world
culture and politics. You've seen it all, and
what you haven't seen, you watched on one of
the "smart people channels." Your
friends tell you that you should run for
governor.What people love: You've always got a great story
to tell.What people hate: You make them feel like ignorant
plebians. Sometimes you slip and CALL them
plebians.

What Kind of Elitist Are You?
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It's Monday...

...but as Mondays go, it's pretty darn good. Yes, I'm losing the house. But, I talked to Matt and Rachel last night, and we're going to get a house together. And it'll be in the mountains, within our price range, and will be spiffy. We don't have a house yet. But we looked at the houses available for rent in the Evergreen area, and it's darn exciting. Also, if Annette and Steve (my aunt and uncle) end up going to Idaho for jobs after Annette loses her job when Rocky Flats closes, we'll move into their house.

Yesterday, I will admit, I wasn't in such a good mood for most of the day. I talked to Annette after the bakery, and reaffirmed I could move in there, if I need to. That gave me an option. Something to work with. But talking to Matt and Rachel, and knowing I'm going to be able to help them just as much as they're helping me, that really corked it.

Today, I'm so relieved, and excited, that I can hardly sit still! Odd, for a Monday. Guess this Monday makes up for last Friday, which felt like a drudgery Tuesday. It evens out, in the end.

So, I still have to move. Still have to pack up all my stuff. Still actually have to find a place. But, I know I will, and I know I don't have to do it alone. (Yes, I know, before my email erupts with flaming emails, I wouldn't have to do it alone. I have tons of amazing friends and family, people I know would move Heaven and Earth, if need be, to help). But I won't have to move cross-states, which is, quite frankly, too expensive at the moment. Won't have to get a tiny little place with just me and the cat.

Thanks for all the support of the last few days. Thanks for cheering me up, and for being supportive. Thanks for reminding me that I am wanted, and that people like me. I appreciate it.

And this doesn't let anyone off the hook for visiting! I still expect visitors, dammit!

Eh, It's Friday.

So, I'm not feeling very Friday-ish. I found out from my roommate last night that he's losing the house, because of the divorce. Upshot is I get to live there for November and December rent free, which saves me about $1000, but the downside is I lose my home either last week of December or first week of January.

It was a pretty big shock last night, when Damion told me. I kept waiting for him to say, "Ha, just joking! Gotcha good!", but it never came. It's true. He's losing the house, and therefore, so am I. He's going to let me take what I want from the house, because he's moving back to Corsica in January. So, I'll get the computers, and the box spring and bedframe in my room, as well as the dresser that goes with it. I'm going to ask if I can have the couches in the basement. Damion wants me to look through the rest of the house, and see if there's anything else I want.

I'm very crabby today. Last night, I sat rather stunned after he told me. I kept waiting, praying it was all a bad joke. Hold on for "You should have seen the look on your face!". But he wasn't kidding. He's losing the house. And moving to Corsica.

I don't want to be here. I want to be at the house, enjoying the time I have left there. Mom reminded me that whenever a door closes, another one opens. I retorted with, "Yeah, but I hate that feeling after the first door closes, and before the second opens. That feeling of being trapped." I have options. I know that. But it's a little hard to see them at the moment.

Thursday

I'm sitting at my desk, waiting for Thursday to be over. Not that it's been a bad day. Rather, it's been incredibly boring. Today was my first day working 8:30 to 5. Except that I have 1/2 hour of O/T, so I'm leaving at 4:30. Anyway, I got up a half an hour later than I usually do. Which was nice. Then I sat in traffic. Which was not nice. There's a heck of a lot more traffic 1/2 later. Wow. I was frankly appalled.

Got to work, and had a long, and very boring, training session starting at 9:30. Oh. My. God. At least I had internet, and my book.

Now I'm hanging out, answering phones. Bev's at lunch, Kassie's at the doctor again. They both have training at 3, the same training I had. Long and boring. I told Bev to get a book while she was at lunch, so she'd have something to do. Hopefully they'll be done by 4:30, so I can leave. We'll see.

Going out to dinner with Rachel, from the restaurant, tonight. No idea where we're going, but should be fun.

Wednesday

It's Wednesday, the middle of the week. Smack dab in the middle of mediocrity and boredom. Two days down, two days to go. The weekend is equidistant, either way I go, at this point. I'm not going back, so I've got another two full days, plus the rest of this one to my weekend.

The office is once again freezing. I realize, for the vast majority of people who read this, the temperature here would not be an issue. Mom, I believe you and I would be huddled under a blanket, quickly turning blue, if you were here. I'm wearing a sweater (my seagull sweater, Mom), and a hooded sweatshirt. I'm also sitting with the heating pad on high on my back. Not because my back hurts, but simply because I'm freezing. I hate this.

It's the off week at work, which means it's very quiet. Very little to do. I did at least clean out tons of clients, moving them over to the CSRs, so I don't have to deal with them anymore. That was nice.

Tueday, Mardi... The Second Day of the Week

It's Tuesday. Got to work a little late, on account of having to stop and reinflate my slow-leaking tire. It started out needing air every 3 or 4 days, but is now down to every day, or every couple of days. I need to get in and see if I can get it patched. However, that requires money, so it'll probably wait 'til Friday, when I get paid. Then traffic was heavier than usual, and I hit entirely too many lights.

Dan sent me "Chameleon" by Slade, which made me smile as I listened to it. Thanks Dan! It was great!

I read a book last night, which I haven't done in awhile. Also watched the football game. Well, most of it. Had to go to bed, so I could make it to work this morning.

Then I had seriously bizarre dreams. Had one that was basically "Night of the Living Dead" but with kids, not adults. All kids. I was racing around the building, trying to get to the safe room, with 3 other kids, and every time we went around a corner, there were more zombie kids. We finally got into the safe room. I'd been bitten, so while I was laying under the bed, I slit my own throat, so I wouldn't attack anyone. The rest of the dream was just bizarre, but that was more than a little creepy.

Hope everyone has a decent day, and I'm hoping for no more self-throat slitting dreams!

Just Another Not-So Manic Monday...

So, it's Monday. Again. Wasn't it just Monday a week ago? Why do we have to continue reliving Mondays? I'm not particularly fond of Mondays. At all. It's the first, seriously uphill day of a long week. Everyone's cranky on Mondays, because no one's ready for the weekend to be over.

This weekend, Damion finally got my old hard drive into my new computer, so I have access to my *stuff*! Yeah! I have my resume and cover letter, I have my old emails (I hate losing those!), I have my old games. Made for a very happy Serena yesterday!

Life continues to rumble along.

Friday the Cold!

So this morning it was nice. A little cool, but it is the middle of November. Brought my leather jacket along, wore it in the car. Left in the car when I got to work this morning.

It got cold sometime during the day. Not sure when I hit; I don't go out during the day. Not allowed. Pretty much shackled to the phone. But it's very chilly. Current temp is about 42 degrees, with wind and lots of humidity. Almost to the misting point.

So I went out to my car, and got my jacket and gloves, so they won't be frigid when I put them on. Brrrrr!

Working tonight, so anyone who wants a margharita, or a good, Mexican beer, or good, Mexican food, is more than welcome to come over. :) Eero and Brt can testify to how good the food is.

As Mondays Go...

...this one hasn't been half bad. Had a training session that lasted about 1.5 hours this morning. Which meant no clients during that time. It's almost time to go home, and I'm very glad this Monday has been so painless.

It's a Friday!

It's Friday! It's also Payday, 'though after Chicago, it's a short check. Made even shorter by the AT&T auto debit I forgot about that overdrew my account. Blah. But it's Friday. I keep telling myself that.

Flogging Mollies will be in town on Wednesday, and I won't be going, because of the short check. I'm bummed. I'd love to see them in concert. Guess I'll have to sustain myself with my Flogging Mollies CD, and hope they come back to town.

On the plus side, the one year anniversary of the restaurant is this Saturday, and they're having a party. I'll be working the bar (bet you never thought you'd here me say that!), and I also have gaming on Saturday. Have to see how I'll juggle that.

Hope everyone has a great day, and that it moves very quickly for you!

Yuck!

So, I'm not real comfortable today. Everything on the inside wants to leave at rapidly as possible. My sinuses are draining to beat the band, which is not helping matters. If this was any day but today, I'd just go home. But Bev's leaving at 2:45, to get her horses shoed, and Kassie has a doctor's appointment today, mid-day, and is supposed to be back after, but who knows.

Rather than going home, I'm just going to make numerous dashes off to the loo, and pray for the end of the day.

Here I Sit...

...Teetering on the verge of the downhill slide to the weekend. It's Wednesday, that dreaded middle day of the week. It's before noon, so it's still closer to Monday than Friday. However, I know in 3.5 hours, I'll definitely be closer to Friday than Monday. This thought makes me happy. Or at least not sad.

It's dark and rainy out, with a distinct chill. The drive in was not fun. And I'll be here late tonight, because I was told by my boss I had to stay late on Wednesday, to cover for a coworker, and it turns out she had the wrong day. My boss, not my coworker. So I told another coworker I'd drop her off at the shop, since she's getting her last oil change on warranty. Damn. I'll probably sit and play around on the computer 'til she's done.

Sliding into Oblivion...

I've reached that happy stage of burnout with my job where I just don't care about anything. I don't want to talk to my clients, don't want to do any of my work. My coworkers (not all, but many) irritate me. It's not good. I believe I'll attempt to remedy this by calling about jobs over lunch, or on the way home.

I've survived 'til Tuesday. It's early yet, but I believe I'll make to Wednesday. Beyond that, I'm not even considering it.

Staying home tonight, getting some stuff done. I hope.

Sliding into Oblivion...

I've reached that happy stage of burnout with my job where I just don't care about anything. I don't want to talk to my clients, don't want to do any of my work. My coworkers (not all, but many) irritate me. It's not good. I believe I'll attempt to remedy this by calling about jobs over lunch, or on the way home.

I've survived 'til Tuesday. It's early yet, but I believe I'll make to Wednesday. Beyond that, I'm not even considering it.

Staying home tonight, getting some stuff done. I hope.

Well, It's Monday

I do believe that's the nicest thing I can say about today. It's Monday.

This weekend was fun, but not nearly long enough. Saturday, I took Charly shopping for Marisol's baby shower. It's kind of amazing how expensive baby stuff is. For something that's only going to be worn for a few months, at best, it's damn pricey! Went to lunch at an okay Chinese buffet. Then I spent the rest of the day helping at the restaurant. Have a great deal going with them that I'll help out, and they'll feed me. And they're more than willing to feed me! "Serena, have you eaten?" "Serena, what do you want to eat?"

"Guys, I'm not hungry."

Looks of shock and horror. "Are you sure?"

It was pretty funny.

Yesterday was Marisol's baby shower. Lot of fun, tons of presents. Spicy food. Mmmm... Then back to restaurant. I ate dinner last night, which made everyone happy. : )

I think I'll stay home tonight, and take it easy, maybe turn my computer on for the first time since I went to Chicago. Yeah, that and going to bed early. I'm still really tired.

Never Rains, But It Pours...

So after everything else that's happened this week, now I have to get new tires. I came out last night from the restaurant, and my left front tire was very low. Filled it at the gas station, and drove home. Got up this morning, and it was completely flat. Tire's worn down to the steel belt. So, Damion helped me put the donut on, and I drove to the tire place. I'm spending $220 I don't have for 2 new front snow tires, and an alignment.

Shit.

I've had it. I'm tired, I want to go home, and I just don't care. Payroll just doesn't seem very important at the moment.

I know it'll get better, but 'til then, I just don't want to deal.