Knew something was coming

So I have a lot on my mind today, mostly due to stuff going on at work. I’m not going to get into too many details, because as most of us know, writing about work on the internet for current and future bosses to read is NOT SMART. All I can say is, I’ve been wondering lately when the ball would drop here at work, with everything that’s going on with the economy, and its pretty safe to say that said ball has dropped. That’s not to say that it’s all in pieces smashed and broken all over the ground. The ball’s just sitting there on the dirty ass floor, rolling around a bit, waiting to get kicked around some more. [Ok, enough with the metaphors right? It’s not even a good metaphor… I’ll stop.]

It’s just that until now, considering these terrible economic conditions we’re living in, with so many people out of work, loosing their homes, and eating into their savings, I had really yet to experience a scary, first-hand impact of the sucky economy. Of course my 401K is down like a bajillion percent, and I’ve essentially lost every single penny I put into it this year plus a whole crap-load more, but I’ve been trying to just roll with the punches with my investments, keeping in mind that they are decidedly long-term, that the economy is cyclical and my retirement fund will live to see another day. Suffice it to say, what my colleagues and I were told today hit quite a bit closer to home than all those red numbers on my 401K statement.

I’ve got a job, and I was recently promoted, so I have so much to be thankful for… that’s just something I need to remember over the next year. That's WAY more than so many people in our country can say.

Also my presidential candidate was elected to office, so I’m hopeful for the future and convinced that his leadership will help us turn this around. Yes we can.

Debbie Downer

I guess Dan caught up on my blog today, and he commented to me that it looks like I've been a real Debbie Downer lately. I seriously had no idea that I was coming off as such a curmudgeon! I've just been trying to put in a little effort lately to actually freaking blog, but it appears that the thoughts/events that inspire my blogging are usually of the negative variety. In the past month I've complained about eating candy to the point of feeling like vomiting, being ugly for Halloween, my cold house, the fact that it is dark so early lately, long and exhausting weeks at work, Dan travelling for work, my fears of fall being over too quickly (which I now see were completely warranted... winter needs to turn its ass back around because I am not ready for it yet!). Now today, it's all about the static cling and how it is ruining my life.

[Update on the static cling issue: I went to Target at lunch and bought a slip, and my world is right again because my skirt doesn't ride up to my crotch when I walk. My self-imposed banishment to my office chair is over. I've been walking to the printer, going to the bathroom all the way at the other end of the building (just for fun), and getting coffee like a mad woman. And it doesn't get much better than printing reports, peeing, and drinking 16 oz cups of watered down coffee. A whole new woman I tell you.]

Anyway, the point is, I am a happy person, no worries guys. Though I may take Dan up on his offer of "finding something to cheer me up". I could always use a new pair of shoes honey. =)

Good morning?

The good: I'm wearing a ridiculously cute outfit today, if I do say so myself. Peachy-orange, green & black floral dress, black cardigan, black tights, 3 inch black booties. My hair is cooperating. I'm drinking coffee.

The bad: Major static cling issues. I'm not kidding, it is insane. My dress rides up the moment I start walking. I've applied lotion all over my thighs & knees (on top of the tights), which usually works. Nada. I have some static cling spray stuff at work, sprayed that crap all over my self, and still no relief. I even grabbed a few fabric softener sheets as I ran out of the house today, and I've basically rubbed them all over my legs and dress to no avail. This sucks. I don't know what else to do. I would have changed before I left for work when I realized the problem, but I was already running about 10 minutes behind, and stressing about getting out the door. It's so bad, I can't even walk to the printer without walking like a hunchback and tugging at my hem.

Tuesdays suck.

Jason Mraz though on Thursday! Twilight on Friday! I just have to make it through this hell.

Home

I'm sitting here on the couch, perusing blogs, uploading pictures to facebook, digesting the homemade macaroni and cheese Dan just made, and I'm thinking to myself, a Friday night spent in my cozy home doing nearly nothing is exactly what I've been needing. I have a really hard time saying "no" to plans with family and friends, always have, which means we're barely ever able to have nights like this on our own on the weekend.

I can't believe its winter already. Seriously, how did that happen? I hate how dark it is at 5:00 PM, it really does a number on my productivity and energy.

So happy hour last night was really fun, I will be forever grateful that we ended up in a graduate program with such amazing and fun people, and I want to make sure we keep up these relationships that somehow formed over two years of group projects and commiserating over shared elevated levels of stress. For all the talk about networking in an MBA program, I think we've been lucky to have made relationships that go beyond that. It's also nice to have more people to drink and gossip with. ;-)

I'm going to go put some socks on, because my feet are freezing in this drafty old house of ours. One of the many joys of owning a house built in 1936. (I complain, but of course I love it.) I love that we have no plans until tomorrow evening, so I can look forward to a lazy morning of VH1 music videos, a pot of coffee, and some more melodramatic vampire love. Oooh, and we have bacon in the freezer, I think we'll have to break that out tomorrow. I can't even describe how much I fricken love bacon, there's a reason why I don't usually buy it.

My god this was random.

My Friday

I'm so ready for the weekend. Thankfully I have tomorrow off, so my weekend is about 20 minutes away from beginning, but, my goodness, this week felt long. Dan was on travel for work again, so its been a bit dull, even though I've kept pretty busy with evening meetings and dinners with family. It's crazy how much easier it is to appreciate something when you have to go without it. It's like we're in this little bubble of a life together, and I take for granted that I get to come home to this wonderful man who's my best friend, roommate, "co-parent" to our dog, and partner in all things. I take for granted that he's always there every night to listen to me complain about work, to make dinner together, to watch The Daily Show while we eat at the coffee table like twenty-two year-olds. I don't know, I just like being with him, which I guess is kind of awesome. But also sorta... well duh!

Crap, I gotta go, we're meeting up with some people from our MBA courses for happy hour downtown, and I was supposed to leave 10 minutes ago. I am so chronically late it's not funny, which I can safely say is one of those things Dan doesn't appreciate about me.

Anyway, happy weekend!

Gross

I feel like I'm going to puke. Here in the office on a Friday afternoon, all alone and bored because my coworkers are a bunch of Friday-work-ditchers, I have eaten an excessive amount of those Bit-O-Honey candies that I've been obsessing over.

And I'm pretty sure my stomach is going to explode.

I wish I had some self control. Blechhh. I wish I could tell 1:00 PM me to not venture into the convenience store for that stupid candy. I hate you 1:00 PM Alicia.