I am nothing short of exhausted. CP felt the need to tell me that my blog is boring lately. Well, that is because my life is boring. Being at a flower show isn't exactly filled with fun and excitement around every corner. I have walked 25 miles in the past 2 days alone. I wore my pedometer. My back hurts. My feet hurt. Even my arms hurt. Yet, I still made it to the gym finally and jogged on the treadmill for 3 miles. I'm tired of sweating in the air conditioning. I have my room set on 49 degrees.
Yesterday I sort of hid out on my own. I met with my group at the booth in the morning, and went to work out, and stayed in all night. It was actually nice. Like on a vacation. Except, who the hell goes on vacation by themselves? They fixed my TV, so now I can properly select channels. This makes me happy. CP said that he has a new respect for everything I do around the house. It's about damn time! And, I'm certain he isn't even doing half of what I do. Like it's easy to clean up after him all the time? and 7 pets. As if!
I found out that there is a rumor going around about me at our PA office, that I live in Chicago, and I work from home. I should be so lucky. I dunno where that started, or why. I guess it could be worse, I could be the girl who is screwing her boss or something. I of course got the many jokes about my name. There is about 2 letters difference between me and Monica Lewinsky. Everyone thinks it's hilarious. As if I havn't been hearing it the last 8 years. Har D Har. A couple months ago at the office, our new operator paged me as Lewinsky. The entire building broke out in laughter simultaneously. Whatever it takes to get a laugh I always say.
I did meet several sales reps from a company that sells our product. I always hate doing that sort of thing, but they were very nice, and I was quite helpful. I even showed them one of our new products. That's not my job either. I rock! I attended a reception for one of our product lines, because I had to. One by one my coworkers left me to mingle. Until there was one. And then I snuck out, unnoticed. I only had 2 appetizers and a glass of wine too. Rip off!
Tonight I have a reception to go to for one of the trade magazines. It's always a good time, and all my company peeps will be there. This will be a kickin time, and I plan to get my drink on. But, not make an ass of myself.
Tomorrow is the last day of the show, and tear-down. More friggin work. But, I'll spend tomorrow night in my own bed. With my CP, and my babies. Who I miss terribly!
I'm now to sneak away, and go to the gym, catch some sun, and sneak back to the booth before the show ends at 5, so someone can buy me some damn dinner!