So two days into work and I already feel like I'm drowning. When I left I knew every file I had, and where I was on it, what needed to be done. Now even the files that are still mine (which is about 90% of them) I don't know what is going on with them. Plus I have about 45 new files, 30 of which are in a system I've never worked. I started today by just writing expense checks in the new system and even that was complicated. I know I can figure it all out eventually, but it's just frustrating. And in the meantime I have to get some semblance of work done, right?
I just want to go home. But really, I know I should want to go home and be with my son but more than that I want to go home and take a nap. Why does working have to be so stressful and hard?
I think that I'm insulted by the amount of people that now tell me how I "look like a mom now". What's that about? I go out and get professional looking clothes because my work attire was very casual before and now I "look like a mom". So what they're saying is I don't look like a teenager anymore, which is good but in saying that they make me feel like I look old instead of saying that I look good now. Blah.
Anyhow, I'm heading home. Christen is taking me for sushi, which I couldn't be happier about at this moment. :)
****update -- this really was the day from hell - I got rear-ended again! This makes twice in two months, and I just got my bumper replaced from the last one! This time it was worse, so I hope it's just my bumper and nothing more that costs more. The lady wants to take care of it herself but I got her insurance info anyhow. I better not get burned on this. I'm so annoyed.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Back to Square One
So our offer was not accepted on the house. We were told it was a good offer, and it was around the same amount as the other offer, but the people who got it made a cash offer with no financing. Damn investors, taking our house out from under us.
I know it "wasn't meant to be". But really, that's such an annoying phrase. Is it supposed to be less upsetting to know that we weren't "meant" to have that house? I don't really believe in fate, except in retrospect. I just hope they have major issues with it and have to drop a ton of money into the place. That's all I can do. Is that evil?
We are looking at more houses tomorrow; hopefully it will be a successful day.
We went to Square One burgers today for lunch. It looked very nice (and yuppy), and the onion rings were pretty good. We went specifically so that Christen could have their "Kobe burger". He wasn't impressed (I thought it had a good flavor, but not $14 good, especially with no sides). I got the "Angus hot dog" (fancy $6.25 way of saying all-beef) and I wasn't impressed at all -- they served it on a hamburger bun!!! I know it's a burger place, but if you are going to put a hot dog on your menu, spring for the hot dog buns. Just a piece of advice. Do me a solid, you know?
So it was just alright, and I doubt we'll go back. If we do, I'm ordering the cheese fries because those looked tasty. And I'm not going to get my hopes up so much when I read a review from the Trib, because they must have gotten better service than I did. I bet they may have even gotten their plain hot dog right on the first try.
I know it "wasn't meant to be". But really, that's such an annoying phrase. Is it supposed to be less upsetting to know that we weren't "meant" to have that house? I don't really believe in fate, except in retrospect. I just hope they have major issues with it and have to drop a ton of money into the place. That's all I can do. Is that evil?
We are looking at more houses tomorrow; hopefully it will be a successful day.
We went to Square One burgers today for lunch. It looked very nice (and yuppy), and the onion rings were pretty good. We went specifically so that Christen could have their "Kobe burger". He wasn't impressed (I thought it had a good flavor, but not $14 good, especially with no sides). I got the "Angus hot dog" (fancy $6.25 way of saying all-beef) and I wasn't impressed at all -- they served it on a hamburger bun!!! I know it's a burger place, but if you are going to put a hot dog on your menu, spring for the hot dog buns. Just a piece of advice. Do me a solid, you know?
So it was just alright, and I doubt we'll go back. If we do, I'm ordering the cheese fries because those looked tasty. And I'm not going to get my hopes up so much when I read a review from the Trib, because they must have gotten better service than I did. I bet they may have even gotten their plain hot dog right on the first try.
Friday, April 25, 2008
That 100 things post, part one
So I've been blogging for (hold on, let me look) (since 7/06/04 ... calculate the time ...) 3 years, 5 months and a bunch of days. What, did you expect me to get it down to the hour? Well, I almost did but I didn't want you to think I was OCD.
Anyhow, I've been blogging for a really long time. And in that time I've been reading a number of different blogs and almost all do the "100 things about me" post. I haven't, and not because I don't have the time. I just don't have the attention span. So I was over at Michele's waiting for the Weekend thingie to start because I really don't want to get up and get ready for the day and I clicked on a random sidebar person. She had been working on her 100 things, in increments. And I thought, I can do that! So here goes on the start of my 100 things until I can't think of any more or I just get bored:
1. I have a half-brother and a foster sister that are 10 and 12 years younger than me, respectively. I spent a lot of time raising them before I moved out and I always feel more like their mother or some other older relative than their sister.
2. I used to be the lone copy editor and then the editor in chief of a small online magazine that made a 2-issue foray into print, called Today's Cacher. I feel like that was the one time I had a taste of what I wanted for work, even though I wasn't getting paid for it.
3. My only current hobby is all things internet, but some day I hope to get back to some of those previous activities and even pick up some more (more on those later).
And now Spencer's awake and doesn't want to let me type, so I'll have to resume later! This list might take a very long time!
Anyhow, I've been blogging for a really long time. And in that time I've been reading a number of different blogs and almost all do the "100 things about me" post. I haven't, and not because I don't have the time. I just don't have the attention span. So I was over at Michele's waiting for the Weekend thingie to start because I really don't want to get up and get ready for the day and I clicked on a random sidebar person. She had been working on her 100 things, in increments. And I thought, I can do that! So here goes on the start of my 100 things until I can't think of any more or I just get bored:
1. I have a half-brother and a foster sister that are 10 and 12 years younger than me, respectively. I spent a lot of time raising them before I moved out and I always feel more like their mother or some other older relative than their sister.
2. I used to be the lone copy editor and then the editor in chief of a small online magazine that made a 2-issue foray into print, called Today's Cacher. I feel like that was the one time I had a taste of what I wanted for work, even though I wasn't getting paid for it.
3. My only current hobby is all things internet, but some day I hope to get back to some of those previous activities and even pick up some more (more on those later).
And now Spencer's awake and doesn't want to let me type, so I'll have to resume later! This list might take a very long time!
Thursday, April 24, 2008
You make stalking sexy
I was listening to our local 80s station tonight (which also plays 70s and 90s and even some early 2000 music ... don't get me started -- isn't there enough enough 80s music to keep a station running?) and Sting's I'll be Watching You came on.
Every breath you take
And every move you make
Every bond you break
Every step you take
I'll be watching you
Every single day
And every word you say
Every game you play
Every night you stay
I'll be watching you
I remember that song from when I was young and I never really knew what it was about. Then, about a year ago I was watching VH1 and they referred to this song and said that it "made stalking sexy". So of course now I always think about stalking when I hear it.
Anyhow, it came on tonight and I was singing along for Spencer when I started thinking about cyber-stalking. Not the scary kind, but one specific instance when my favorite New Yorker and I used to lurk on the blog of a certain whiny my-fiction-is-better-than-your-fiction, sucking-dick-doesn't-mean-i'm-gay, 9.5-inch-cock-but-yearns-for-10 ex-boyfriend of said New Yorker. And we'd talk about it. As a matter of fact, his online fights with his psycho girlfriend were priceless.
I wonder what happened to that blog. And certain person know if it's still active? And is there any body else worthy of cyber-stalking?
BTW, this post sounded so much more interesting in my head when I was thinking it in the car.
Every breath you take
And every move you make
Every bond you break
Every step you take
I'll be watching you
Every single day
And every word you say
Every game you play
Every night you stay
I'll be watching you
I remember that song from when I was young and I never really knew what it was about. Then, about a year ago I was watching VH1 and they referred to this song and said that it "made stalking sexy". So of course now I always think about stalking when I hear it.
Anyhow, it came on tonight and I was singing along for Spencer when I started thinking about cyber-stalking. Not the scary kind, but one specific instance when my favorite New Yorker and I used to lurk on the blog of a certain whiny my-fiction-is-better-than-your-fiction, sucking-dick-doesn't-mean-i'm-gay, 9.5-inch-cock-but-yearns-for-10 ex-boyfriend of said New Yorker. And we'd talk about it. As a matter of fact, his online fights with his psycho girlfriend were priceless.
I wonder what happened to that blog. And certain person know if it's still active? And is there any body else worthy of cyber-stalking?
BTW, this post sounded so much more interesting in my head when I was thinking it in the car.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Okay, so I've bitten. If you're on Twitter (besides you, Mrs. Mogul, I'm already following you hehe) let me know and I'll follow you! Also, if you follow me I might be more inclined to update more often than once every 18 days! Just follow the link-y-doo to the right here. I even changed my text color so you can notice it!
Suzanne, you know you want to!
Also, there are posts below this, so scrolly scrolly!
Suzanne, you know you want to!
Also, there are posts below this, so scrolly scrolly!
Updates on mommyhood
Spencer did well at daycare yesterday. When I picked him up at 4:30 he was very subdued and they said that he had been a very quiet baby and gave me a paper that said when they fed him and when they changed his diapers. He fell asleep the moment he got in the car and slept until about 7 with very little interruptions (slept through dinner at Five Guys ... he really likes to sleep there evidently). I fed him formula when we got home and he took it well with just a little of turning away. I'm pretty sure it confused him because I was feeding him but it didn't taste like it usually did. He was so happy when we got home -- if he's like this every day I'll really enjoy taking him to daycare even if I miss him. He went to bed around 10:30 and has been sleeping ever since. Nice.
So this is the first time in 10 weeks I'm awake for reasons other than Spencer. I've decided to stop breastfeeding as of yesterday. He had two formula bottles and I've noticed a drastic difference in the volume of spit-up and gas immediately. I have about 4 meals frozen, and I think I'm going to intersperse those meals to him throughout the next couple days so it's not a complete change from breast milk to formula. However, since I'm no longer breastfeeding or pumping, my boobs hurt so much! I've been waking up all night, and finally at 4:15 I took a hot shower so that they wouldn't hurt quite so much even though I know I'm not supposed to. I put on one of my pre-breastfeeding bras so that it would be snug, and now I'm just sitting here, deciding if I should go back to bed for an hour or not. It was my intention to start getting up at 5:30 starting today to get used to going back to work and to see how long it takes to get both of us ready in the mornings so I can be on time on Monday.
I have made an appointment regarding my last post for Thursday after a good talk with the nurse, so hopefully that will be cleared up before going back to work.
Spencer is doing very well on all fronts. He smiles and coos and laughs, he loves to stand even though he can't support his back so I have to hold him up. He can hold his head up briefly from his tummy, but I'm trying to do more tummy time (I hate that he hates it so much) so that he can get used to doing the stuff that he's supposed to that way. He sleeps mostly through the night, and he's getting better on naps (daycare will help on the structure of that I'm sure).
Anyhow, I think I may lay down again and see if I can sleep. Blah for pain!
So this is the first time in 10 weeks I'm awake for reasons other than Spencer. I've decided to stop breastfeeding as of yesterday. He had two formula bottles and I've noticed a drastic difference in the volume of spit-up and gas immediately. I have about 4 meals frozen, and I think I'm going to intersperse those meals to him throughout the next couple days so it's not a complete change from breast milk to formula. However, since I'm no longer breastfeeding or pumping, my boobs hurt so much! I've been waking up all night, and finally at 4:15 I took a hot shower so that they wouldn't hurt quite so much even though I know I'm not supposed to. I put on one of my pre-breastfeeding bras so that it would be snug, and now I'm just sitting here, deciding if I should go back to bed for an hour or not. It was my intention to start getting up at 5:30 starting today to get used to going back to work and to see how long it takes to get both of us ready in the mornings so I can be on time on Monday.
I have made an appointment regarding my last post for Thursday after a good talk with the nurse, so hopefully that will be cleared up before going back to work.
Spencer is doing very well on all fronts. He smiles and coos and laughs, he loves to stand even though he can't support his back so I have to hold him up. He can hold his head up briefly from his tummy, but I'm trying to do more tummy time (I hate that he hates it so much) so that he can get used to doing the stuff that he's supposed to that way. He sleeps mostly through the night, and he's getting better on naps (daycare will help on the structure of that I'm sure).
Anyhow, I think I may lay down again and see if I can sleep. Blah for pain!
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Daycare, Sex and Putting an offer in (no subject related there)
Spencer started daycare this morning. He was in a very good mood, and I hated giving him to someone else when he was happy and smiling (no problems handing him off when he won't stop crying) but it had to be done. I go back to work on Monday and I want to get used to taking him in before work. This morning we didn't get there until 9am, but tomorrow and Friday I'm going to get up and get ready like I'm going to work so I'm used to it before next week. The people there are very nice ... the only problem I have is that I don't think the infant teacher speaks any English. When I was talking to them about his gas problems and swaddling etc, the director kept translating for me. It was very odd. Unfortunately in this area I don't think I really have a choice, and I'd rather have very nice and clean people who don't speak English watching my son rather than sketching dirty people who speak English taking care of him.
We had his doctor's visit yesterday -- he got 4 shots and an oral vaccine! He was in a terrible mood after that, but thankfully he slept through the night, likely because he didn't feel well and the screaming like crazy tired him out. The doctor listened to my concerns about his gas and about breastfeeding, and we've decided to wean him to formula. I'm a little excited about that, and I hope everything goes well. I'm still pumping today, but I'm going to start with every other feeding as formula and then get him completely on formula maybe by next week. Christen says, "It's good to know all the money for the fancy pump went to good use" but I told him maybe the next baby will be a little more cooperative on my boobs.
Here's the part where I get into the TMI -- I haven't had sex since Spencer was born. First I was bleeding for 6 weeks, then I started a period almost immediately (yes I know it's not supposed to happen when you're breastfeeding but no one told my body). Then I got my IUD and I've been spotting every day since. But over the past week or so we've tried to have sex and it hurts and we haven't gone for it and I'm not sure what to do about it. I feel like a virgin again. Should I act like it's a bandaid and just go for it? Should I talk to my doctor? Should I just get really drunk?
Back to the normal part of this blog, I'm putting in an offer on a house today. I'm not really worried about the money part of it although I should. I'm mostly worried that we won't get it. I'm excited to own a home. I'm excited to live on my own again. Christen says his mom is bummed because she thought we'd be around longer, but really we may not move for 3 months anyhow. I'm excited to be able to hang around in the buff again. But the house is 4 bedrooms, 2 bath with a pool and a fireplace. It needs a lot of sprucing up but not a huge amount of work before moving in -- carpet and paint, mostly. I'm super excited so cross your fingers that we get it and that the mortgage crisis has ended!
We had his doctor's visit yesterday -- he got 4 shots and an oral vaccine! He was in a terrible mood after that, but thankfully he slept through the night, likely because he didn't feel well and the screaming like crazy tired him out. The doctor listened to my concerns about his gas and about breastfeeding, and we've decided to wean him to formula. I'm a little excited about that, and I hope everything goes well. I'm still pumping today, but I'm going to start with every other feeding as formula and then get him completely on formula maybe by next week. Christen says, "It's good to know all the money for the fancy pump went to good use" but I told him maybe the next baby will be a little more cooperative on my boobs.
Here's the part where I get into the TMI -- I haven't had sex since Spencer was born. First I was bleeding for 6 weeks, then I started a period almost immediately (yes I know it's not supposed to happen when you're breastfeeding but no one told my body). Then I got my IUD and I've been spotting every day since. But over the past week or so we've tried to have sex and it hurts and we haven't gone for it and I'm not sure what to do about it. I feel like a virgin again. Should I act like it's a bandaid and just go for it? Should I talk to my doctor? Should I just get really drunk?
Back to the normal part of this blog, I'm putting in an offer on a house today. I'm not really worried about the money part of it although I should. I'm mostly worried that we won't get it. I'm excited to own a home. I'm excited to live on my own again. Christen says his mom is bummed because she thought we'd be around longer, but really we may not move for 3 months anyhow. I'm excited to be able to hang around in the buff again. But the house is 4 bedrooms, 2 bath with a pool and a fireplace. It needs a lot of sprucing up but not a huge amount of work before moving in -- carpet and paint, mostly. I'm super excited so cross your fingers that we get it and that the mortgage crisis has ended!
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