Tonight is my 10 year high school reunion. I didn't get an invitation, and the only way I know about it is because Gabe called me to say, see you there! Now the only reason that I am bothered by it was that I wasn't given the option to decline. and my whole family, ok, just my husband, brother and sister think I should gate crash. I don't want to, because I shouldn't go to a place that I am not expected, and all there is to do is drink and it's a horse and pony show. I don't drink and my rings don't fit, and I will still feel out of place. After my run in with Derek at Starbucks the other day, I really don't need to feel like a nobody at a party that we weren't invited to. But I hope Gabe has fun. He always had a way of seeming to fit in any group, even though I don't think that the relationships he has with any of those people is very realistic.
Ok, so I sort of want to go, and I'm actually upset that I didn't find out about until it was too late.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Officially Moving to San Jose
well, sort of. I got a new phone number.
It's called a grand central number. My 503 number is just masked with a 408 number so people think that I am in San Jose. It actually pretty cool. So if you want to try it, the number is 408-426-8436. Now I just have to find a job. I am meeting with one of Anna and Leon's (Dave's parents) friends today to talk about a job in retail. We'll see how it goes. I am also sending out my new and improved resume all over. Anna re-did my resume and it's fabulous. We'll see if I cannot get an interview or 4 lined up for Monday. Off to go apartment hunting now. We'll see how that goes.
It's called a grand central number. My 503 number is just masked with a 408 number so people think that I am in San Jose. It actually pretty cool. So if you want to try it, the number is 408-426-8436. Now I just have to find a job. I am meeting with one of Anna and Leon's (Dave's parents) friends today to talk about a job in retail. We'll see how it goes. I am also sending out my new and improved resume all over. Anna re-did my resume and it's fabulous. We'll see if I cannot get an interview or 4 lined up for Monday. Off to go apartment hunting now. We'll see how that goes.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Insomnia should at least be more fun
I know why I can't sleep. I'm pretty sure that it is directly correlated to my caffeine intake and my stress level. The more caffeine I drink and the more stressed out I am, the less likely I am going to be able to go to sleep. and it's not like in the adds where they say "are you having trouble falling asleep and staying asleep?" I stay asleep just fine and then I am narcoleptic in the the mornings when I need to be awake and I cannot seen to keep my eyes open. So I drink some more caffeine.
I need to start actually trying some of the tools for the 12 step program, specifically meditation and journaling. I have heard many people who journal say that writing helps them get stuff out of their heads so they can stop thinking about it. I don't know about the whole meditation thing, it's just quiet time, but I guess it could work. Can't be any worse playing soduku until 4 in the morning, listening to Enya.
The major reason for my sleepless night you ask? It's the moving, or the anticipation of the move and all of the stuff that I have to do to get myself to that place. Selling off everything we own, so all we have to bring is what can fit into a Pod (couch, table, bed, dressers and nightstands). Hopefully enough people will be in the new years resolution mode and want my treadmill and Dave's eliptical (that was a brilliant idea, hidesite 20/20). I'd even move them down to California if you know of anyone that would like them. and then there is the job thing. This is what is REALLY keeping me awake. I turned down the only job that the company had for me because I am not going to commute down to Monterey everyday. Dave tried that when he moved to Portland and was commuting to The Dalles and it's just not worth it. I am really worried that I am just one more (middle of the road, nothing spectacular, hum drum, looks like someone I used to know, didn't we go to high school together, what makes you stand out, isn't there anything else) person in a sea of people looking to ____________ (relocate, change careers, follow their dreams, make more money, etc.).
I don't think that I am anything special. I know you want to argue this point with me, and probably already have on more than one occasion, but with all of Landmark and all of my success with FA, both of which I would NEVER talk about in a resume or an interview, I really just think I am one of a multitude. Caucasian female #2,394,299,653, nice to met you. That's what is keeping me awake at night, that I may not be remarkable enough to find something worth doing, and I really will wind up at the Estee Lauder counter during the day and Starbucks at night, and all of my schooling and all of training will be for not.
I need to start actually trying some of the tools for the 12 step program, specifically meditation and journaling. I have heard many people who journal say that writing helps them get stuff out of their heads so they can stop thinking about it. I don't know about the whole meditation thing, it's just quiet time, but I guess it could work. Can't be any worse playing soduku until 4 in the morning, listening to Enya.
The major reason for my sleepless night you ask? It's the moving, or the anticipation of the move and all of the stuff that I have to do to get myself to that place. Selling off everything we own, so all we have to bring is what can fit into a Pod (couch, table, bed, dressers and nightstands). Hopefully enough people will be in the new years resolution mode and want my treadmill and Dave's eliptical (that was a brilliant idea, hidesite 20/20). I'd even move them down to California if you know of anyone that would like them. and then there is the job thing. This is what is REALLY keeping me awake. I turned down the only job that the company had for me because I am not going to commute down to Monterey everyday. Dave tried that when he moved to Portland and was commuting to The Dalles and it's just not worth it. I am really worried that I am just one more (middle of the road, nothing spectacular, hum drum, looks like someone I used to know, didn't we go to high school together, what makes you stand out, isn't there anything else) person in a sea of people looking to ____________ (relocate, change careers, follow their dreams, make more money, etc.
I don't think that I am anything special. I know you want to argue this point with me, and probably already have on more than one occasion, but with all of Landmark and all of my success with FA, both of which I would NEVER talk about in a resume or an interview, I really just think I am one of a multitude. Caucasian female #2,394,299,653, nice to met you. That's what is keeping me awake at night, that I may not be remarkable enough to find something worth doing, and I really will wind up at the Estee Lauder counter during the day and Starbucks at night, and all of my schooling and all of training will be for not.
Monday, November 10, 2008
gotta love being the boss
Because when you are the boss you get to do fun things like leave a movie, with 10 minutes left, to respond to a tripped alarm. That wasn't actually what I had to respond to, my staff dealt with that part. Why I had to drive to Forest Grove from 5 miles past my house closer to Portland was because the tumbler mechanism on my front doors in broken and my student worker who responded to the alarm couldn't re-latch the door. I have fixed it, and by fixed it I mean I got it to realigned so that I could engage the lock, so we could go home.
I was sure though, as I was driving out there that I would possibly have to spend the night, sitting in front of the fireplace, waiting for the next employee to show up for the next shift, at 8:30 am. And I would have, because that is just what you do, when you are the boss. The company so does not pay me enough for that kind of attention. And, when we talked to the police their response was, we can do extra patrols... I am tired, too ramped up to go to bed, but weary, of the responsibility of every little, tiny thing, falls to me. I really wanted to call people in the higher echelons of the company (namely my boss and the loss prevention representative from B&N) just so someone else could "feel my pain". but I didn't because a busted (defective) tumbler and hyperactive, super sensitive alarm contact are not "someone broke in and stole stuff". Which would be the appropriate time to call those people.
We are going to call the building owner in the morning and have him come out and see if he can't repair or replace the tumbler.
Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday dear boss lady, Happy Birthday to me.
I was sure though, as I was driving out there that I would possibly have to spend the night, sitting in front of the fireplace, waiting for the next employee to show up for the next shift, at 8:30 am. And I would have, because that is just what you do, when you are the boss. The company so does not pay me enough for that kind of attention. And, when we talked to the police their response was, we can do extra patrols... I am tired, too ramped up to go to bed, but weary, of the responsibility of every little, tiny thing, falls to me. I really wanted to call people in the higher echelons of the company (namely my boss and the loss prevention representative from B&N) just so someone else could "feel my pain". but I didn't because a busted (defective) tumbler and hyperactive, super sensitive alarm contact are not "someone broke in and stole stuff". Which would be the appropriate time to call those people.
We are going to call the building owner in the morning and have him come out and see if he can't repair or replace the tumbler.
Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday dear boss lady, Happy Birthday to me.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Shrinking Feet
So, I wanted a a couple of things for my birthday, including new tennies. So, I am running around today getting Dave some new sweaters (cause he's cold too). I went to Ross (no shoes there I wanted), Old Navy (they don't even sell shoes), Famous Footwear (frustrating!), Payless (even more frustrating), and then finally, finally I went to Sports Authority (basically Copeland's, with a new name)....
I found 2 new pairs of sneakers and I paid WAY MORE than I wanted to, but by the time I got there and found 2 pairs of NOT white sneakers that we my size, I was pooped. I got gray pink shoes and black shoes. Which (here's the point) are an 8 1/2, instead of a 9 1/2!
Facinating.
I found 2 new pairs of sneakers and I paid WAY MORE than I wanted to, but by the time I got there and found 2 pairs of NOT white sneakers that we my size, I was pooped. I got gray pink shoes and black shoes. Which (here's the point) are an 8 1/2, instead of a 9 1/2!
Facinating.
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