"Choosing trust over doubt gets me burned once in a while, but I'd rather be singed than hardened." -Victoria Monfort










Friday, October 24, 2008

Seeee Saw....

So today, we have a meeting in the afternoon. It's with another department. And the Senior VP of our department. Their shutting the phones down. They want us to all attend. I have been sick for days over it, having to reassure the girls everythings fiiiiiiiiine all the while on the inside I want to puke. I'm sure that our departments are merging, and I should be happy to have a job. But I don't love change. And, I'm terrified what will happen with my salary. Now that I signed up for stock options, and you know that fancy thing called health benefits. I don't think that you can take money from someone after giving it. So, maybe I'll just not get raises for years and years?

Because, in another department, I can't see my being the supervisor. I know nothing about that department. And, my boss is the manager of the department. I think that since I was already laid off once, it shouln't be karmically allowed to happen to me again. Ommmm, I will it to be so. But, it IS friday...layoffs historically happen on Fridays. I woke up at 7:56 today. I start work at 8. I got to work by 8:25 which is an amazing feat! Who's in my department talking to the girls? My boss. Of all the days. GAWD!

I know this is going on everywhere, but think of me........send me positive thoughts.

In happy news. I had a fantastical time with the manfriend the last 2 days. I think he might go to sleep and wake up cuter, and furthermore, he does it on purpose. Fo Realz. By the time he got home from work, it was too late and we didn't make the hockey game. I wasn't crushed. It was free. We tried to watch Airplane and Coming to America while having drinks (I had yummy woodchuck green apple cider yesssssss) but we were too goofey and gave up on it. One day I'm stealing him. I dunno how much longer I can take it.

I am happiest when I'm with him...and it kinda makes me mad because I can't help it. I don't remember ever being so in love. I know I have thought I was, but not this feeling inside that I get with him. That's new. Going to sleep every night wishing it was next to him. I really enjoyed my space and my "me time" and having the bed to myself (and 4 cats and a dog). Now, I don't love it so much. It feels empty. *sad face*

He did a lot of work on his car yesterday. I think he replaced the cooling system. The thermostat, and some long pipe. I held the light for him, held hoses out of the way, and retrieved nuts and screws that fell, and found things for him that he threw in frustration, "oh, you threw that over there". I dunno why boys like to do that sort of thing, it seems quite frustrating. But it's also a part of what makes them irresistable! I don't know how you can take apart a machine and put it back together again and it works. It is quite foreign to me.

I can't even fix my dang red swingline stapeler that lost a spring. It still holds a place of honor on my desk though.

I'm going to see Saw tonight! (I hate saying that...See, Saw). See Saw V. Yesssssssssss. I'm suppose to go to to nightmare in the wilderness too. My friends are sick though so we shall see. Happy Weekend!!

4 comments:

Heather said...

Haha. I hate saying "See, Saw" too. I'm so dorky about it I actually say "I'm going to watch Saw." My son and I LOVE the Saw movies, my husband... not so much. So, since my son's girlfriend can't go out tonight, I have a date to watch Saw V with him tonight. Yay. Um, is it a bit twisted that my 15 year old son and I are bonding over the Saw movies?

Fizzgig said...

heather:
no way, its awesome. no one would watch scarey movies with me growing up I was all alone!

Suzi said...

ACK! I'm reading late in the day. I hope by now you've survived the meeting, and that it wasn't about anything as worrisome as you were thinking. If it was, you will survive it!

Saw movies. Brrrr. I can't stand to think about those, let alone see them. However, I'm very glad you all DO love them, because The First Baseman works for the studio that makes those movies. So thanks for letting me eat!

Damsel Underdressed said...

Hmm...I hope it all went well at your meeting.