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It’s raining

Tuesday, March 2nd, 2010

Well, we’re finally into March and we’ve started it out with a bout of social anxiety.  I got home last night and cleaned house instead of going to Zumba because just the thought of going out and being around other people made my head swim.  I couldn’t do it.  So I dusted and cleaned floors and tidied things up; Justin put stuff into the attic, shook rugs, and tidied the upstairs.  And when I had worked off enough agitation, we sat down for dinner and then cuddled in front of TV before going to bed.

Today, we’re following up with typical March weather – it’s dark and rainy.  It is, on the upside, the kind of rain that smells like it’s going to make the grass grow.  It’s a refreshing change from rain that smells like winter, gets into my shoes and makes me cold all day long.

We’ve had an interesting couple of days around here.  Friday, I was at work from 7:30 until 6:00.  On a day where I would normally work only 4 hours, a 10-hour day is absurd.  I was really irritated by the whole thing.  I mean, sure, overtime pay.  But my Friday!  I had plans for that afternoon!  All of which are now just sitting on my list of things to do and hoping that I have time to do them this coming Friday.  It isn’t looking good for that list.

For dinner on Saturday, Justin and I made “Jade and Ivory Pasta,” which is a recipe that came with my wok and we’ve made a couple of times before.  It’s fettuccini, broccoli, and chicken stir-fried in a sauce with ginger, garlic, soy sauce, sherry (that we substituted with red wine vinegar), and a couple other things.  When we got to the end of the meal, Justin’s tongue went numb.  His throat swelled up a little and he felt about as miserable as a person with an allergic reaction could feel without needing to go to the emergency room.  And we sat there, waiting to see if we would have to go to the ER, because the last time this happened to him, he spent more than a week in the hospital.  He can’t take Benedryl because it reacts badly with his system, so all he could do was brush his teeth, rinse with Listerine, and wait.

We still have no idea what set him off, so I’m eating all the left-overs while he feels miserable.  His throat and tongue are still raw and sensitive, with the unfortunate side-effect of being completely unable to taste anything.  It makes me feel sorry for people who have ageusia and never taste anything, and their spouses, for whom it’s probably almost as frustrating.

But we’re very thankful that it wasn’t worse than it was.  Meals that don’t land one of us in the ER = success!

Anyway, that’s pretty much the excitement that’s been happening around here lately.  I’ll try to write about something more interesting soon-ish.

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I’m still alive!

Thursday, February 4th, 2010

This morning I hit a bit of calm and I honestly had no idea what to do with myself.  For about an hour, I wandered around poking at different things, wondering what I was supposed to be doing.

I finally found it and it’s going to take me a few days to finish it, but I actually have until NEXT Friday to finish it!  It’s amazing!

That’s the kind of week I’ve been having.

The good news is that the presentation that I had to do this morning seemed to go over pretty well.  I was given the assignment to do this presentation last Wednesday with the mandate that it be “no longer than 30 minutes.”  THIRTY MINUTES?  Like, half an hour?  And you think I’ll talk longer than that?  Do you know me at all?

And I was supposed to find someone to help me present the topic, and even though I begged and pleaded and offered cookies and got permission to get people excused from other projects by the DIRECTOR, I still got zero support.  So I did it by myself.  I put together a PowerPoint presentation and got the document printed out that I was presenting (86 pages) and prepared to talk for 25 minutes, with 5 minutes left over for Q&A.

I spent Monday preparing the document in between running around like crazy doing my regular job (the document was already written and mostly put together, but it needed formatting and other changes).  I spent Tuesday working only on my regular job, trying to support the schedule and getting my actual job stuff done.  I spent all yesterday putting together the PowerPoint presentation and figuring out what I was going to say for 25 minutes, while also supporting the overall activity in my group and regular job.

The presentation was this morning.  There was an hour allotted to me and another presentation from my area.  The presentation before mine took 45 minutes.  I was quietly asked by one of the event coordinators if I could do mine in 15 minutes instead of 30. 

Sure!

And I did.  I watched the clock carefully and abbreviated the things I was going to say and talked more quickly than I should have and glossed over one topic altogether, but told them where they could read about it in the document I handed out to them.  And I ended at 13 minutes so I could have 2 minutes for Q&A.  And they were impressed with the amount of information I could give them in 15 minutes and they loved the document that they were able to take with them for reading later on.

All in all, I think it went over really well.  And my actual job project was submitted on time yesterday, supporting the schedule.  And the other project that I’ve been working on is right on schedule.  I’ve been running around like a crazy person, but I’m apparently making a good impression to people watching me.  It’s encouraging, but I’m ready to slow down a little bit.

Which is why I’m excited that this new project isn’t due until next Friday.  I can actually breathe!  And think!  And go home and not feel completely burned out.

Though, you should all be proud of me:  Monday and Wednesday, even though I’d had a long, exhausting day, I still went to Zumba.  I worked Zumba so hard yesterday that I was drenched in sweat and not thinking coherently by the end.  Tuesday, I admit, I sat in my chair and watched TV, after working an hour later at work than normal.  But I’m thinking about hitting the Yogalates class at the gym tonight and a girl is allowed a break now and then.

Anyway, that’s where I disappeared to the last several days.  I’ve been working really, really hard.

Oh!  And I sang at church again on Sunday and I had an echo part all by myself on one song and I was really nervous about it, but a lot of people told me that I looked really comfortable and that I sounded really good, and Justin said I didn’t look nearly as much like I was going to faint.  Yea!

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Today is Thursday

Thursday, January 28th, 2010

Today is Thursday.  This morning I woke up to my alarm ringing at 5:50 and discovered that I had the majority of the comforter on my side of the bed.  Again.  After snoozing my alarm, I pulled the cover back onto Justin’s side of the bed and curled up behind him to wait for the five minutes before my alarm would ring again.  And again.  And then again.  And, just for kicks, one more time.  And then I gave him a kiss on the arm, crawled from under the blankets, and got out of bed, movement that startled him awake and caused him to look at his clock and say that he hadn’t heard my alarm ringing.

I showered, I found clothing to wear, I went downstairs to pull together the pieces of my lunch.  I made time to load and run the dishwasher to try to eliminate the smell emanating from the sink.  I went outside to start my car, warming it up to clear the frost from the windshield.  Then I went back upstairs to dry my hair before curling back up in bed behind Justin, waking him up and enjoying some time together before I left for the day.  Yesterday I skipped drying my hair because I was running late – my hair would dry on its own, but the cuddles could not be made up later.  Even if it’s only for a minute because I’m running late, I find time to curl up for hugs and cuddles and good mornings with my husband.

I drove to work, walked in from the parking lot, and clocked in to work.  I put my lunch in the fridge and microwaved my oatmeal.  I filled my water bottle and put water in the tea pot.  I ate my oatmeal and checked my email and went over projects that I finished yesterday.

I started the week with four documents to review and several projects.  I completed reviewing three of those documents – one for initial submittal, one for future review by coworkers, and another for immediate coworker review.  I may receive changes to the documents at any time, but at the moment, they are as complete as I can make them.

Today I intended to complete reviewing the remaining document to get it prepared for coworker review early next week.  But halfway through the morning, I was assigned a new document. It’s a lot more complicated than the documents I usually edit, and I’m writing it from scratch, following a template.  It’s going to take me several days, and that’s without taking time out to work on updating the calendar of tasks for my department and making changes to that schedule, and the other many projects that land on my desk every day.

Unfortunately, this means that I did not start preparing for a presentation that I have been assigned to complete next Thursday.  I have a lot of work to do there, but the schedule must be upheld!

During my lunch-hour walk, I got distracted from my exercise by a bat on the ground.  A bat of the furry, nocturnal kind, not the wooden, baseball kind.  It was curled up on the ground next to the walking trail, and I thought it was dead until I moved a pine needle off its back and saw that it was breathing.  I don’t know how the poor thing ended up on the ground, but I couldn’t just leave it there.  So I tried to get it to latch onto a stick so I could put it on the top of the nearby fence, from where it should be able to launch.  It didn’t want to hold onto the stick, so I ended up picking it up with two sticks and moving it, and then it didn’t want to hold onto the fence, either.  By then, it had hissed at me several times and we were both getting agitated, so I left it at the bottom of the fence, in the hopes that it could figure out how to climb up by itself once dusk fell.  And I covered it up with a few leaves so hopefully it wouldn’t get too hot in the sun and hopefully no passing wild animal would snack on it.

When I got inside, I looked it up on the internet, and apparently I was on the right track, trying to get it to latch onto a stick.  I should have moved it to a leafy spot on a tree instead of a wire fence, but since it didn’t want to hold onto the stick, it doesn’t really matter.

The rest of my afternoon was filled with trying to understand my new project, completing other tasks assigned to me, emailing people to invite them to a meeting, trying to see if I needed to reschedule that meeting, receiving the notice that we would not be rescheduling it, emailing more people to find out what was wrong with my source data, talking with people to figure out what I should do with the incorrect source data, and puzzling and puzzling and puzzling over what was different between one document and three others and why that was the case.  And thinking about that bat and trying to decide what to do about it.

At 5:00 I clocked off from work.  I walked out to my car, pulled out a pair of leather gloves from my toolbox and a shoe box from my trunk, and walked back out to where I’d left the bat.  It wasn’t there.  I poked all over looking for it but I couldn’t find a single sign of it.  It didn’t look like there had been a struggle, so I’m holding onto the belief that it crawled or climbed off somewhere and found its way home.  I haven’t got a clue what I would have done with it if I’d managed to get it into the shoe box.  I’m glad I didn’t have to figure that one out.

I went home and turned on my computer to listen to the music for band practice, something I should have done before then, but hadn’t managed to do.  I was still doing that when Justin got home.  We chatted for a while about what was going on with our day before I went to go finish listening and poking at my computer.  He went and did the same.

And then I went to band practice.  I really enjoy getting to sing with the band.  I missed being able to enjoy music with other people in that way.  We went through our songs, a couple of which were familiar but I enjoyed the refresher, and one of which was completely new and I have a lot of practice on my own to do before Sunday morning.

I left, got gas on my way home, and made it back to the house and to my computer, to now.  And I don’t know why this is the post that I’m doing today, but I’ve been working on it all day long, trying to keep track of my day.  I found it an interesting exercise.  Obviously, my afternoon got a little away from me, but it got really complicated there for several hours where I was doing several things at once, one of which was really stupidly complicated.

But there you go!  That was my Thursday.  Now, I’m going to go downstairs, where I think Justin is making dinner, and then I’m going to go to bed.

I hope you all had a wonderful Thursday!

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This is my weekend:

Thursday, January 14th, 2010

You know, right now it’s about 6 degrees colder in my hometown in Wisconsin than it is at my home in South Carolina.  That just isn’t right!  Especially because it’s an hour later here so the sun’s been up longer and it’s still this cold.  And just for the record, we’re talking about 27 degrees F. compared to 21 degrees F.  I’m cold!

If you don’t hear much from me here in the next couple of days, this is why:

This morning, I have a meeting.  And then I have a lunch with my department.  This afternoon I have a 1 minute presentation for a bunch of  VPs from corporate-level.  (Yeah, that’s ONE minute.  It’s a little odd.)  I’m leaving work early so I can make it to a dentist appointment.  After that I have a chiropractic appointment.  And then I have band practice from 7 – 9 o’clock.

Tomorrow I’ll work my usual Friday hours of 7:30 – 11:30 and then I’ll head onto the island to have lunch with Justin.  At 3:00 I’m meeting friends and we’re going on a women’s retreat with the church.  I’ll be there until very early Sunday morning when I’ll drive the 1.5 hour trip back home so I can be at music practic at 8:00 before the service.  (The rest of the ladies will be back in time for the 10:15 service.)

And Sunday afternoon will either be collapsing into a chair and not moving for the rest of the weekend, OR I’ll take care of all those things that I didn’t have time to do over the rest of the weekend.  Like send out checks for monthly bills and balance the checkbook and tidy the house and all those other things.

Sometime tonight, I need to pack.  I don’t know when I’m going to find time to do that, but it’s got to happen tonight.

So there’s a lot going on!  I’m not too stressed out about all of it, meaning I must be getting used to this sort of thing, and there are several things that are actually exciting (like getting to know a bunch more ladies from the church), but if you don’t hear from me, it’s because I’m off doing stuff.  You can feel free to call me, but you might want to wait until Sunday afternoon.

I hope you’re all having a fantastic week!

Cheers!

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First day back at work

Monday, January 4th, 2010

We now take a moment away from writing about the Christmas trip to write about today.

Today is awful.  Today is the first day back at work and if there was anywhere I wanted to be today, work isn’t that place.  It’s never a good sign when I’m tempted to resort to violence toward my coworkers.

I should get a plant.  Plants are calming, right?

Plus, I bet they’re great and heavy for throwing.

Today I didn’t get up to go to the gym because I didn’t fall asleep until after 12:30 this morning.  4:45 is too early to get out of bed on a Monday on the first day back after vacation after only four hours of sleep.  No way was I getting out of bed.

Tonight I will go to Zumba and remember why I wasn’t supposed to have all that sugar when I was on vacation and why I was supposed to exercise every single day and I will sincerely regret the choices that I made.

Tonight I will sit and try to find pictures to put at my desk at work and try not to cry over how much I miss my family and how fat I look in pictures.

Today I will go to a meeting and try not to get too frustrated at the lack of progress that we’ve made over the last several meetings.  And I’ll brainstorm ideas how I plan to do it differently once I pry my way into control of that committee.

Today I will submit work that I’m not comfortable submitting just so management can maintain their precious schedule.

This afternoon I will sit and listen to music while trying to remind myself the importance of the work that I do and why I find it enjoyable on days that are not the first day back from a wonderful vacation.

Tonight I will go to sleep praying that tomorrow will be a much better day than today.

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