Am I in over my head?

Glub! Glub! Today I feel like I stepped into a pile of shit and my shovel is in the garage. I actually put my head down on my new desk and dropped about a dozen tears on the floor thinking "what have I done!"

My problem: I can't understand how someone could have her filing all neat and done yet...leave bills sitting on the desk for a month and NOT mention to anyone that they were there! Quote "I thought "boss" would come by the office and see them." Unquote!
Problem here? Over a month ago he told me "I only go into the office to pay bills, secretary calls, tells me they are there and I come in." He is extremely busy and that's why they set up the call system. Last week he told me, "now that you have the checkbook you will never see me in the office."
Works for me that's what phones are for. So I spent today calling people and explaining she was no longer there and we just "found" these invoices. Apologize, apologize and beg for forgiveness.

No notes on anything, just stickys every where! On the wall in the drawers, pass codes, phone numbers, addresses, client names, account numbers, no rolodex just
FU%$ing stickys. Don't get me wrong I love sticky notes....My computer is a grave yard for sticky notes but its for things I use rarely but need on a split second notice. Plus they are lined up across the bottom. (That makes it OK, right?)

Most of my problem? I'm so anal retentive when it comes to bookkeeping, client information, organization, etc. I feel like I'm drowning in a sea of confusion.

When I get this office moved and organized God help the person that messes up my space.....OOOOOOO

A moment of silence .....Please

The icon of my youth passed away today. The man I used to sneak to watch and listen to. It wasn't until I was in my mid 20's that my parents finally admitted that they listened to him "on occasion" as I was growing up. My mother wasn't always happy about his language.

The world has come a long way since then regarding comedians and language. When George said the "7 dirty words you can't say on television" little did he know that someday only one or two of those words would be left on the list.

It broke my heart and brought a tear to my eye when they made the announcement. I guess as we get older and parts of our youth start fading away this is how we feel. I guess this is how our parents felt when Amos and Andy, The Lone Ranger and Superman all passed into entertainment heaven.

And now just a small example of why we loved George:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oboyox3L_MI&feature=related

I hope the link works.

Free, Free at last

Yesterday was my last day...drama ends HERE!!! I made 3 9x12 pans of biscuits, eggs and sausage gravy for my guys which they promptly devoured. The owner & his wife gave me a beautiful necklace and bracelet. My 2 direct bosses and a sales rep told me how much they wished bi-polar would just leave..yada yada. I think she will be in for a shock since she is so positive everyone was happy to see me go. LOL Doesn't matter that she was told straight up that they were not. Oh well, free from the bit#@ at last.

Today starts the first day of the rest of my life. I'm really excited and my mind is flying 90 mph on all the things I want to accomplish. But, alas right now I'm doing laundry and straightening up the house. I have a meeting with my new boss tonight to get the ball rolling on when to let the other person go and setting up some new accounts.

OOOOO I'm gonna be a BUSINESS MANAGER....again!!!

10, 9, 8, 7, 6.....

After today I will have ONE day left at my current job. Wednesday is my last day. Believe it or not I am really having mixed feelings. I am extremely excited about starting someplace new doing what I enjoy yet, I am really going to miss "my guys" here. They have all been coming in moaning about me actually leaving. Griping about dealing with bi-polar. One even told her she should leave so I would stay. Yeah, that was lovely. Treating people with respect goes a long way in this world and that is exactly what I did. After all in my opinion each time they crawled into an attic, under a house or installed material in new construction they kept my happy ass in a job. Everyday I told them to have a nice day and thanked them.

Starting a new job is totally exciting! Being the Business Manager. Getting the opportunity to help a business grow. It has always been a dream of mine to be in on the "ground floor" of a business, the company is fairly "new" 3 years old. I will be learning SO MUCH. I learned quite a bit about insulation and measuring etc. at this job.
New job, learning real estate procedures especially pre-foreclosure/foreclosure and landscape design. How totally cool is that? Landscaping has always been a love of mine and I spent quite a bit of time working on my yard. Its' not a show place but its LOW maintenance. Real estate? Prior to this house we bought and sold 4 house in 5 years each time we made a decent profit. New and exciting! I just love all that.

SO NOW.....I'm counting down....with no regrets!

I need help... (thats an understatement)

I am a gi-normous fan of Top Chef on BRAVO TV. Recently Lisa made Peanut Butter mashed potatoes. My husband adores PB (ewwww) but after reading all the boards and blogs not one single person posted their recipe or a recipe. I have done a Food Network search, Google, Yahoo etc. etc. No luck. I found a lot of Peanut butter mashed potato candy recipes but after reading them there was quite a bit of PB. According to all the other places I searched each said that a small amount of PB "really makes these mashed potatoes: Creamier, nice flavor etc".

I'm thinking make my regular mashed potatoes using Sour cream, chicken broth, bacon etc then adding like a tablespoon of PB? Should I melt the PB in nuker 1st?

There are quite a few of you guys out there that really post some awesome recipes so "Help a girl out".

I'd like to try these for Father's Day maybe with a rack of Lamb? Would they be good with Lamb or should I try a steak?

A little something for Sunshine

Once upon a time there was this slightly crazy mother of teenagers who desperately wanted a tattoo. Her husband continually bitched and moaned that they were "tacky, gave the wrong impression and why would I want to mark my body like that?" Her daddy was in the Navy and had one. Her brother had several and so did several of her very close man-friends.

She begged and pleaded to no avail. THEN! One day before her birthday she told her husband "Please, I want a tattoo. It will be little and I will make it very tasteful. Pleeeeeaaaaaassssseeeee.
The husband relented! A birthday present he said. No more! Indiscreet, tasteful, you promised.
A previous friend took me to his parlor and his guy and I got my tattoo. It was beautiful and it didn't hurt one bit. When I got home my husband wanted to know what I ended up doing. I told him "I got, U.S.D.A. stamped on my ass". After the EMT's left I told him the truth. Now its up to you to decide which one I am.

A Riddle

Never again will I be yelled at, called stupid or have paperwork thrown on my desk.
Never again will I be "quietly" accused of stealing $100 from petty cash.
Never again will I be told by the bosses wife "don't question the bi-polar bitch, if she yells at you just walk away because she has enough on her plate".

Did anyone guess my riddle? LOL

June 18th will be my last day. I have a new job! I will be the Business Manager for an LLC that is owned by a friend of my sons'. He has tried for years to get me to come to work for him and it was always been the wrong time or the wrong situation. It is not a Fortune 500 company by any means BUT, I will be trusted completely. I will still have my freedom but I'm not one to abuse anything given to me. It is going to save me a fortune in gas in the big 'ol diesel I drive because the office is less than 2 miles from my house. Which brings me to another point. I will be "picking" my office. I will be learning the Real Estate business and will be dealing with his other branch which is Landscape design. I'm so excited I just might pee my pants like Kheatherg.

So peoples in blog land how about a great big 'ol HOOOYAHHH.