I have been fighting off a cold. Today I decided to go to the “minute clinic” on my lunch hour. I was hoping to get in and out pretty quickly. That was a fantasy. There was only one patient in front of me. It was an elderly lady who was hacking up a lung. The lady sitting closest to me was her daughter. I waited, and waited. I was debating whether or not I was going to leave. The lady sitting beside me made my decision. She whips out a tissue and begins blowing her nose very loudly. It sounded like a lot was coming out. It was so gross and repulsive……and wet.. I got up and left.
Is it considered acceptable to just whip out a tissue and perform nasal decongestion on yourself? I find it to be disgusting and vile. I don’t want anyone to witness me blowing my nose, and I don’t want to see or hear anyone else doing it. Go to the freakin’ bathroom people. I must have a nose blowing phobia or something. The lady sat there and blew her nose, and then she apologized! How about go to the bathroom and then you don’t have to apologize for doing something completely revolting.
What is wrong with this country when we think the public blowing of our nasal cavities is perfectly acceptable to share with others? Don’t we have any manners? What’s next….public nose picking? I think a strongly worded letter is definitely in order.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Help!!!!
I have been to ask around. I have taken a liking to cooking pancakes, eggs, and bacon on the weekends. My dilemma is that I don't have anything big enough to cook with. I end up taking forever to cook because I only have ONE pan that I use to cook the pancakes, eggs, and bacon. Is there some sort of fairly inexpensive griddle I can buy. I need something that will allow me to cook more than one pancake at a time. Seriously. It took forever for me to cook breakfast yesterday. Melissa informed me that I took too long. I informed her that if she doesn't like how long it takes to cook breakfast that she can make it herself next time.
No News Is.....No News
I cleaned out all my personal files. I organized all of my work files. I am considering removing my personal photos from my desk. This way if I am laid off, I can get out of the building that much faster. I prefer that my co-workers not witness my uncontrollable sobbing. It is very quiet and somber around here. I see more grim faces than happy ones. I walk around wondering which faces will be gone soon. I wonder if mine will be one that is gone. We know it’s coming. Company officials are not even trying to keep it under wraps.
The rumor is that 30% of us company wide will be laid off. That’s approximately 111 employees. The decisions will be made later this week. If I am not laid off, I wonder how my role within the company will change. Will I take on more responsibility? Will I be demoted and forced to resume doing payroll again? That’s not the worst thing that could happen to me.
The worst part is feeling guilty. I feel guilty because I don't want to be the one who gets laid off. Let's just be honest. I really hope it's not me. Not that I have someone I would RATHER see laid off, I just don't want to be let go.But in order for it NOT to be me, it will have to be someone else. That makes me feel rotten.
I have been hearing about the “bad” economy for a while now, yet it didn’t seem to really have any impact on my life. Truthfully the economy had nothing to do with my getting the DSJ. I got the second job because I felt the squeeze of student loan payments. (And the squeeze of supporting a teenager. It’s like supporting another adult)
Now the economy is in my face. I see it all around me in the faces of the people I work with. I see it when I think about the WCS (worst case scenario). Sure it’s a bummer, but I have to get ready. As ready as a single mother with no savings can get ready. I have to think about the possibility of losing my house, car, and livelihood.
I have done everything within my power to prepare myself. Now all I can do is sit back and wait. If I drank, I would ask for donations of LARGE quantities of alcohol this week. Extremely large quantities.
The rumor is that 30% of us company wide will be laid off. That’s approximately 111 employees. The decisions will be made later this week. If I am not laid off, I wonder how my role within the company will change. Will I take on more responsibility? Will I be demoted and forced to resume doing payroll again? That’s not the worst thing that could happen to me.
The worst part is feeling guilty. I feel guilty because I don't want to be the one who gets laid off. Let's just be honest. I really hope it's not me. Not that I have someone I would RATHER see laid off, I just don't want to be let go.But in order for it NOT to be me, it will have to be someone else. That makes me feel rotten.
I have been hearing about the “bad” economy for a while now, yet it didn’t seem to really have any impact on my life. Truthfully the economy had nothing to do with my getting the DSJ. I got the second job because I felt the squeeze of student loan payments. (And the squeeze of supporting a teenager. It’s like supporting another adult)
Now the economy is in my face. I see it all around me in the faces of the people I work with. I see it when I think about the WCS (worst case scenario). Sure it’s a bummer, but I have to get ready. As ready as a single mother with no savings can get ready. I have to think about the possibility of losing my house, car, and livelihood.
I have done everything within my power to prepare myself. Now all I can do is sit back and wait. If I drank, I would ask for donations of LARGE quantities of alcohol this week. Extremely large quantities.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Confessions Of A Non Saver
OK here's the scoop. As of yesterday I still have a job. I heard through the rumor mill that more employees may be let go today. I gave one of my co-workers my cell phone number. I told her to call me if anything happens in our department today. I took a vacation day so I could you know, relax. That's how it started out anyway. I now have a list of chores and errands that must be done today, because I am working at the DSJ all weekend long. I have to pick up two W2 forms, finish Melissa's taxes, grocery shop, get my haircut, pick up a present and ice cream and soda for my nephew's first birthday party tonight at seven. Yet here I sit, at the computer in my pj's and bathrobe. I digress.
Did I ever mention the strain of raising children on one income? I'm sure many of you face these challenges also. I get no financial help from anyone. NO ONE. Which means that every time I get a little money socked away, you can guarantee there will be some emergency or something with the kids that HAS to be taken care of. Which means I have no savings. Not only do I not have any savings, now I could lose my job.
Providing I actually am lucky enough to keep my job, saving money will be my number one goal for this year. The fear of losing your job will light a fire under your a$$ like nothing else will. I should be prepared. I have always heard that you should have enough money saved to pay three months of your bills in the event of an emergency or illness, or GETTING LAID OFF FROM YOUR JOB!!!! I always felt this was important, but I have never gotten around to it. I have no one to blame but myself. When I was getting pretty large tax refunds, I should have saved that money. But no, it's gone. I have used it to pay off bills in the past, but never really saved any of it.
As God as my witless, I WILL begin saving money. Provided we don't end up living in a cardboard box under a bridge. Now that I have the DSJ, there is no reason for me NOT to start putting a little money away. Shame on me for not taking care of this sooner. I am expecting quite a decrease in my tax refund this year. Melissa turned seventeen last year, so I lose the thousand dollar tax credit for her. Also, I didn't pay in much tuition because I only took two college classes last year. I am losing money there. I also increased my income because of the second job. All of these factors will contribute to a substantial decrease in my refund. Barring any emergency, whatever money I get back, WILL BE PUT INTO SAVINGS.
As much fun as it is to sit here and make declarations, chores and errands call. I'll keep you posted.
Did I ever mention the strain of raising children on one income? I'm sure many of you face these challenges also. I get no financial help from anyone. NO ONE. Which means that every time I get a little money socked away, you can guarantee there will be some emergency or something with the kids that HAS to be taken care of. Which means I have no savings. Not only do I not have any savings, now I could lose my job.
Providing I actually am lucky enough to keep my job, saving money will be my number one goal for this year. The fear of losing your job will light a fire under your a$$ like nothing else will. I should be prepared. I have always heard that you should have enough money saved to pay three months of your bills in the event of an emergency or illness, or GETTING LAID OFF FROM YOUR JOB!!!! I always felt this was important, but I have never gotten around to it. I have no one to blame but myself. When I was getting pretty large tax refunds, I should have saved that money. But no, it's gone. I have used it to pay off bills in the past, but never really saved any of it.
As God as my witless, I WILL begin saving money. Provided we don't end up living in a cardboard box under a bridge. Now that I have the DSJ, there is no reason for me NOT to start putting a little money away. Shame on me for not taking care of this sooner. I am expecting quite a decrease in my tax refund this year. Melissa turned seventeen last year, so I lose the thousand dollar tax credit for her. Also, I didn't pay in much tuition because I only took two college classes last year. I am losing money there. I also increased my income because of the second job. All of these factors will contribute to a substantial decrease in my refund. Barring any emergency, whatever money I get back, WILL BE PUT INTO SAVINGS.
As much fun as it is to sit here and make declarations, chores and errands call. I'll keep you posted.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Fear Has Replaced The Fury
Times are hard in this country. Everyone knows that. Some of us know it and hear about it, but we don’t actually have to live it. For the moment, I’m one of those people. I am fortunate to have not one, but two jobs. I offer my view of the economic crisis, recession, or whatever you want to call it.
Yesterday I was a quivering mass of fury. Today I am humble, busy, quiet, and willing to do whatever ridiculous task may be required of me. As I entered the building this morning, I couldn’t help but notice how quiet it seemed. Shrugging it off I headed to the break room to put my breakfast and lunch away. As I was settling in for the day, one of my co-workers came over and gave me the news. Two members of the office staff have been let go. One was the manufacturing vice president. The other was the head of our maintenance department.
I felt sick to my stomach. How awful. One of them had been with the company for SIXTEEN years! He is gone, just like that. Can you imagine having to go home and tell your family you lost your job? Obviously seniority was not a factor in the decision-making. I am scared. I won’t just sit around and wait for this to happen to me. I am already strategizing on how the bills will get paid should I find myself out on the street. It’s scary, but I could very well be next. It seems no one is immune from the mess our country is in. If the VP of manufacturing can lose his job, so can I
Yesterday I was a quivering mass of fury. Today I am humble, busy, quiet, and willing to do whatever ridiculous task may be required of me. As I entered the building this morning, I couldn’t help but notice how quiet it seemed. Shrugging it off I headed to the break room to put my breakfast and lunch away. As I was settling in for the day, one of my co-workers came over and gave me the news. Two members of the office staff have been let go. One was the manufacturing vice president. The other was the head of our maintenance department.
I felt sick to my stomach. How awful. One of them had been with the company for SIXTEEN years! He is gone, just like that. Can you imagine having to go home and tell your family you lost your job? Obviously seniority was not a factor in the decision-making. I am scared. I won’t just sit around and wait for this to happen to me. I am already strategizing on how the bills will get paid should I find myself out on the street. It’s scary, but I could very well be next. It seems no one is immune from the mess our country is in. If the VP of manufacturing can lose his job, so can I
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Great Balls Of Fury
I have found that the only way for me to successfully keep up with my blog, is to pre-write them. It makes things so much simpler. Most of the time, I type them on a Microsoft Word document from work and paste it. Then I schedule it to post for a future date and/or time. The events that are about to be shared with you, occurred today which is Monday. My two readers will not see this until Wednesday, when I will be much calmer.
MEN: I discuss PMS, so if that creeps you out, get lost. I’m not in the mood to be nice. (Can’t you tell?)
I used to be known for having a short fuse. My ability to snap is only surpassed by my two older brothers, both of whom are pretty temperamental. (Sorry guys, it’s the truth) As the years have passed it seems I have mellowed somewhat. Yet I still find myself barely able to control my temper during certain times of the month. It began about four or five months ago. I am using the Mirena, which so far has been great. It reduced my moodiness considerably. Until recently that is. The last few months I find myself feeling more and more moody, but only at my “special” time of the month. (That sentence makes me giggle to myself)
This morning I turned into a quivering mass of fury over something that was basically not a big deal. Yet I ranted and raved like it was the biggest thing since the sinking of the Titantic. I was barely able to keep myself from spewing forth evil from these lips like you have never heard. At least not on my blog. The PMS coursing through my veins like venom from a King Cobra.
I was worried about Melissa ruining the family name a few days ago. If you knew what was going on in my head today, it would denigrate my family name beyond repair. Even now I can still feel the fury simmering inside me like stew in a crock pot. (Doesn’t that sound good by the way?)
I HAVE to get a grip on myself. Truly. A temper fit like that could cost me my job. It’s a tough job market out there. The only thing that makes any sense to me, is that as times goes on, the hormones being released into my body are depleting, thus my true nature is revealed. Well, at least my true nature during that “special” time.
MEN: I discuss PMS, so if that creeps you out, get lost. I’m not in the mood to be nice. (Can’t you tell?)
I used to be known for having a short fuse. My ability to snap is only surpassed by my two older brothers, both of whom are pretty temperamental. (Sorry guys, it’s the truth) As the years have passed it seems I have mellowed somewhat. Yet I still find myself barely able to control my temper during certain times of the month. It began about four or five months ago. I am using the Mirena, which so far has been great. It reduced my moodiness considerably. Until recently that is. The last few months I find myself feeling more and more moody, but only at my “special” time of the month. (That sentence makes me giggle to myself)
This morning I turned into a quivering mass of fury over something that was basically not a big deal. Yet I ranted and raved like it was the biggest thing since the sinking of the Titantic. I was barely able to keep myself from spewing forth evil from these lips like you have never heard. At least not on my blog. The PMS coursing through my veins like venom from a King Cobra.
I was worried about Melissa ruining the family name a few days ago. If you knew what was going on in my head today, it would denigrate my family name beyond repair. Even now I can still feel the fury simmering inside me like stew in a crock pot. (Doesn’t that sound good by the way?)
I HAVE to get a grip on myself. Truly. A temper fit like that could cost me my job. It’s a tough job market out there. The only thing that makes any sense to me, is that as times goes on, the hormones being released into my body are depleting, thus my true nature is revealed. Well, at least my true nature during that “special” time.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Did I tell you about the impending disaster? Of course not, I can barely remember my own name. The department store where I work gives employee discounts. They also give discounts to charge card holders. So, what that means is that I can use my employee discount and combine it with the other discounts. For example, we have scratch off days. Scratch off days are where if you come into the store and use your charge card, you get to scratch off a sticker for an additional 15, 20, or 30 percent off. Plus I get to use my employee discount. This means I could save as much as 45 percent. 45 PERCENT. Can you believe that?
I could really save a good deal of money on clothing my children. Or maybe a new purse for me. Or maybe a new pair of shoes for me. Or maybe a really cute pair of earrings.
I think I'm going to be in serious trouble. Pray for me........please.
I forgot to mention that I actually hit some of the clearance sales after Christmas. One of the things the girls gripe about is the fact that we never decorate the outside of our house for Christmas. I never have money to spend on outside decorations. I would rather spend the money on the kids. This year I went to a couple of different stores and I racked up. At Wal-Mart I got:
4 boxes of icicle lights(for the outside of the house)
2 boxes of changeable lights for the tree
4 Christmas place mats
1 Christmas table runner
gift boxes
wrapping paper
red and gold ornaments for the tree
a new tree topper
window clings
Guess how much it was? TWENTY THREE dollars!!!!! OH YEAH, OH YEAH. We will have outside lights next year. Now if I can only figure out how to put them up.............
I could really save a good deal of money on clothing my children. Or maybe a new purse for me. Or maybe a new pair of shoes for me. Or maybe a really cute pair of earrings.
I think I'm going to be in serious trouble. Pray for me........please.
I forgot to mention that I actually hit some of the clearance sales after Christmas. One of the things the girls gripe about is the fact that we never decorate the outside of our house for Christmas. I never have money to spend on outside decorations. I would rather spend the money on the kids. This year I went to a couple of different stores and I racked up. At Wal-Mart I got:
4 boxes of icicle lights(for the outside of the house)
2 boxes of changeable lights for the tree
4 Christmas place mats
1 Christmas table runner
gift boxes
wrapping paper
red and gold ornaments for the tree
a new tree topper
window clings
Guess how much it was? TWENTY THREE dollars!!!!! OH YEAH, OH YEAH. We will have outside lights next year. Now if I can only figure out how to put them up.............
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