1 - times I talked to tech guru Leo Laporte over the phone
6 - times I have listened to Hall and Oates’ “Rich Girl”
4 - number of times I have IMed my fiance and said something along the lines of “No work today, please” or “Naps, please.”
222 - number of work emails I have received today.
Or rather, Jim and I did it.
Since October 1:
Jim started a new job at a new place
I started a new job at the old place and trained my replacement for the old job WHILE STILL DOING THE OLD JOB. Now (thanks above) I am only doing the new job.
New jobs = different, LONGER commutes. To fix that we…
Found a new apartment
Moved to said new apartment
Moved out of/CLEANED the old apartment
We also managed to get up to Fresno for my mom’s birthday and later on for my brother’s birthday and Thanksgiving, to buy our plane tickets to Philadelphia for Christmas, to get my wedding dress to a proper seamstress (and away from the one who told me to “just lose 2 lbs.”), pick out a tux for Jim/the groomsmen, book our honeymoon, buy some wedding miscellany and order Christmas cards.
Sure, we made great progress in life. We had a problem (long commutes) and WE FIXED IT (hello, walking to work). But you know what?
NEVER AGAIN. NEVER AGAIN MOVING WHILE STARTING NEW JOBS. NEVER AGAIN MOVING WHILE PLANNING A WEDDING. NEVER AGAIN.
And now we shall take ALL THE NAPS. Please.
Jim: you're the best
Me: I am the best!
Jim: without a doubt
the absolute best
you are the most amazing
and im so lucky
and grateful for everything you have done and continue to do
to look out for us in every conceivable way
Me: thank you!
Me: I just put an entire hard-boiled egg in my mouth!
That is how I feel today and I recognize that my frustration and rage is a huge issue and I need someone to somehow restore my faith in humanity.
Sigh. That someone is me, isn’t it? I gotta find a way to see the good in the middle of the chaos that is my life, don’t I?
Poop on a stick.
Well, at least there’s a solution?