Tis the season to give - like it or not

Ah, tis the season.  I'm sure you'll all happy to know that I survived our busy season at work  Hence, being MIA for a couple of months.)  Subsequently, I fled the state for a sunny vacation, then came home and got sick.  How's that for a reward?

So now we head into the holiday season.  No matter what you celebrate, there is always some sort of pomp and circumstance around the month of December. And unless you are a Jehovah's Witness, there are usually gifts involved.  At this point, I am pretty much done with my holiday shopping, and I have been able to come up with a unique gift or two for everyone on my list. That big, black, rainy, Charlie Brown cloud still hanging over my head is a gift needed for coworkers

I have a couple of ideas, but I'm not sure.  I have 2 coworkers and I feel like there is some sort of stigma to what you end up giving them.  I've done wine.  I've done journals.  I've gotten gloves, wine, bottle stoppers, etc.  Frankly, if it were up to me, I would not gift anything to my coworkers.  But, it seems to be a long-standing gift giving tradition in the media department to do so.  I mean, I like them fine enough, but I only really know them because I'm forced to work with them in close proximity for upwards of 40 hours a week.

So my big project for the week is to come up with something cool and witty to show them how thoughtful I am.  And they have NO idea how much thought has actually gone into this.  I deserve a raise.

It Is REALLY Hard To Keep My Mouth Shut.

So, I work.  A girl's gotta make a living.  For the most part, I enjoy what I do.   I don't, however, really enjoy the majority of clients that I am forced to work with.

I've worked with tough clients before, but that is not the problem with my current set of clients.  Let's just say, my clients have political views and lean toward a view that I do not support.  Do you know how hard it is to stand in line and pretend that I'm on that side?

The most difficult part is not being able to voice my opinion when a coworker will rant on and on about out great a certain client's views are, while I have to stand there like my mouth is taped shut.   At this point, I can't even use my own personal social media accounts to voice my opinion or post links that may be deemed offensive to what we're working on.   I guess I could, but at the risk of losing my job in this economy?  No thanks.  It's been 2 years at my current place of employment and I've been searching for a new job for just as long.  Clearly, it's not an easy market to find a job in, especially in my field.

So, for the next two months, until the November elections, I have to keep my mouth shut.  Tight.  Do you have any idea how hard that is for me???   Ugh.

Should I Stay in Stealth Mode?

I'm not sure I want people to know I have a blog.  That would let them into my personal life and that is kind of scary to me.  They'll know what I'm thinking, what I do on a daily basis, etc.  But millions of people are blogging and it doesn't seem to bother them.  If anyone is reading this (before I have even made this public) please let me know if I'm making a huge mistake by going public.

In any case, I feel great today.  I ginormous project is done at work, I went to Jazzercise last nite (even though it was hotter than the dickens!), and we're coming up on a long weekend.  Time sure is flying by - it's already Memorial Day!  I don't have a lot of plans this Memorial Day weekend, but I am hoping to really catch up on getting housework done which I have severely neglected for over 2 weeks due to being gone and other extra-curricular activities.  I feel like I've re-joined the world.    But after that, I will have some fun! Beer and cookouts and friends.  I totally deserve it!

(Not) An Epic Fail

Last nite, I got my butt back into gear and went to my Jazzercise class after work.  I was a little nervous, but I did fine.


The last class (which was just last week, for the uninformed) I attended was about 5 hours after I had given blood.  Not a great idea, as I found out.  I'm not sure if I was a mental-case or what, but I could barely breath, and my head felt all wonky, like I was about to hit the dirt at any moment.  I had to excuse myself from class early and take off.  I felt like a failure, but better to leave early than to pass out and make a fool of myself in front of everyone. 


So, nervous-ness aside, I went last night to class and it was awesome as usual.  My arms are killing me today, though!   And, I pretty much feel like an old lady getting in and out of my desk chair, so I guess there was a good leg workout as well.  Most likely, I blocked the pain from my mind as a repressed memory.  Hey, whatever it takes to get (and stay) on the bandwagon! 

Are There Any Intelligent Beings Out There?

So I'm proud of myself that I made it back to write another day.  I'm hoping this doesn't turn into one of those hobbies I'm so apt to pick up, then slowly fades away.


Anyway, so I volunteer at the Wisconsin Humane Society.  I love it.  I wish it were my real job.  After my shift was over last nite, I come home to my significant other, Dale (henceforth named SOD) doing laundry.  How very nice of him to get it done...I think to myself.  Oh, not so fast!


Well, I wanted to add something to the washer before it was done and I peeked in to see what was going on in there.  After countless times of teaching/asking/telling my SOD to separate lights and darks, I still saw a washer-full of jeans, dress shirts, (his) white t-shirts, and sweatshirts.  All different colors.


I am at my wit's end with this situation.  I love the man dearly, but he cannot follow simple direction (or cares not to.) So far, he hasn't ruined any of my clothes, but I do end up with a lot of towel lint on my dark clothes.  (Oh yeah - he doesn't separate towels from other clothes, either.)  Honestly, he did not see the problem with his laundering combination and I sort of find that adorable.  Yet irritating.


I guess I should put it in perspective, at least he was doing laundry.  That's something.  Right??

The Maiden Voyage

I've always wanted to start a blog. It will be my hobby. My outlet. My food for thought. (What is with that expression, anyway?) Hey, maybe I will get rich!
 
I like to read about other people so I figure, why wouldn't they want to read about me? We shall see...time will tell. Right?
 
Here's what you'll read from me. In no particular order, I'm interested in pop culture, health/losing weight, social adventures, life adventures, politics, relationships, and all sorts of random tidbits. I have no doubt that you will be on the edge of your seat, awaiting my every post. 

Until then...this is my first stop and I'm getting off here. See you tomorrow!