Jul 20 2006

While I’ve been away…

What a week. And it’s not even over (Sob).

Monday:
Just got away from me, with all the work I had to do.

Tuesday:
PRESSURE!PRESSURE!PRESSURE! On everyone in my group to get a big report out. That should have gone out on MONDAY at the LATEST. It still didn’t get out for lots of reasons, but I got into a “discussion” with a co-worker that led to him raising his voice to me in a VERY inappropriate manner (this is the co-worker with whom I have had run-ins before) which caused me to walk out while he was still “talking” and going straight to HR. WOO HOO! FUN times.

Then… I went to a bellydancing class. I didn’t tell you all about it before because I didn’t want to be all “Yeah, I’m going to bellydancing. I’m going to love it and totally be a natural and rock the whole belly/tribal dancing WORLD” and then go to the class and hate it. But I loved it, even though I felt like an uncoordinated duck. I was told I’d be sore, but, so far, not so much.

Wednesday:
I worked 7 1/2 hours on that same project! But I got it out. Then had yet ANOTHER meeting with HR. Goddamn, do I hate those meetings. That was the WHOLE DAY.

After work, John wanted to go swimming so we went to my parent’s house. He took the baby in the pool and I had a nap. O Bliss- thy name is NAP! Ahhh, refreshing. He also cooked dinner. It was a good night after a crushing day.

Until I went to search through the boxes in our garage. I was in a corner next to the stairs when I heard a scrabbling sound and saw a RAT, A FUCKING RAT, come flying out of…wherever the fuck he was, and STRAIGHT AT MY FLIP-FLOP SHOD FEET. All I could do was scream and stomp my feet to make it clear that coming any closer to me was sure death by trampling. He got the clue and disappeared somewhere. It still makes me shudder. Uuuugggghhh.

Today I have meetings, but with FREE FOOD!! WOOT!

(And I think that the co-worker I do not get along with is precariously close to getting canned. I’m not getting my hopes up, but I can’t help occasionally quivering with glee. I’ll let you know, of course, because I apparently can’t have anything happen in my life without you lucky, lucky people hearing about it.)