The Un-invited....

Don't 'cha just love it when someone shows up un-invited then just hangs around ruining your weekend and messing up your stuff.

Well meet FAY, the un-invited. We were going tubing down the river this weekend with a cooler full of beer and a basket full of samiches and snacks. But, thanks to her we are trapped in the house, like I'm not here everyday anyway. She hasn't even gotten here completely yet and trees are whipping around and everything is humid and damp. Opened a bag of chips and before I could eat two they were soggy and stale. She will probably hang out until Sunday late afternoon so we've been warned.

She reminds me of the relatives you hide from when they knock on the door un-invited...peeking in windows while you hide behind the sofa being very quiet.
In our area we are tree haven, 20mph winds and trees come tumbling down. Add a lot of rain to already soaked trees and its like a babies overnight diaper...soaked and droopy and one wrong move and down they come. Did I mention flooding? The husband works downtown and in a regular rain most of the streets flood, can you imagine what it will be like in 12 hours? 24? They say Florida and California are going to be islands someday. California is going to break off and Florida will just float away.

I'm sitting at my desk watching the giant pine out front bend back and forth like a wet noodle thinking well, if it comes down I can finally get those new floors and remodel this office, the master bedroom and bathroom. Evil thoughts.

I would love to go play in the rain, splash around in the run off coming down the street, play airplane and hold my arms out and let the wind blow me around. But, alas too much shit is falling out of the trees and I would probably get conked on the head and lay in my yard till someone looked outside to see what the wind was doing.
Can you hear it now? "Honey look, theres our crazy neighbor laying in her front yard in the rain". "Do you think that's on purpose"? "Move away from the window dear, its not polite to stare". There I would be laying there with a knot on my head...drowning in rain water.

God Bless Fay and being trapped in the house YET AGAIN for ANOTHER WEEKEND!!!

So its' been awhile.....how yooouuuu do'in?

I can't believe I have managed to sh1t enough time to do a post. The new job has been so busy that I really thought about just not posting anymore and going to that great blogging palace above..or is it below? Mine? Probably below. Today is the quietest Monday I have had in a month. Which isn't good, but I really needed it.

Lets see...where can I start? Decided to switch phone service to our cable provider since I had gotten so T-TOTALLY pissed off with EmbarQ. I was very excited, until they came out to do the work. Have you ever noticed how one cable guy has no issue dissing another cable guy? You know, the "Jeez lady I don't know what the other cable guy did but he totally fu$%ed up your cables and we now have to dismantle your house and rebuild but don't worry we can be done today...with OUR part". So that's how today has gone. At least they didn't apologize like Embarq does:

"We do apologize for the inconvenience, meanwhile we will transfer your call to to our call center in TIBET where you will be helped by ART who doesn't speak english and will ask you for all the information you just punched into the phone to get this far all over again. He will then put you on hold while he runs down the mountain to use the local phone booth to call us here in the states to see if you really do have Embarq phone service, again we apologize for the inconvenience...please hold".

The cable guy just said plain and simple. "I got you a phone for now, I don't have the tools to go into the attic and re run the cabling but I will turn in a service call for the OTHER tech and he will do it on Wednesday." No, sorry, no nothing. Not his fault....the OTHER cable guy did it!

We had our annual Clogging Jamboree this weekend. It was quite a bit of fun and we danced for 5 hours on Sat. and 2 more on Sat. night. By 10p I was walking like a whore on $1 night. Our group did a dance for the show and I thought you would enjoy seeing me all dressed up in our dance show outfits. The theme this year was HeeHaw. Yeah you read right...HEEHAW the TV show. We danced to a medley of Greenacres and Petticoat Junction.



This is my friend that everyone thinks we look like sisters. Which we just crack up about. We get along great she is the nicer of the two of us. I refer to myself as the "evil twin". I guess everyone needs a friend like that. You know the one that won't let you eat the last piece of chocolate so you don't gain weight so she eats it for you.

I'm going back to work now and I will post again soon. I may not post too much lately but, I'm reading and trying to leave as many comments as possible.

Not Lazy.....

The new job is going well and I am so busy I can't see straight. I am settling into the "home" thing without too many meltdowns as everyone said I would eventually do. But rest assurred it isn't completely meltdown free yet. I am learning how to read Landscaping plans which isn't real difficult but you have to know your numbers. You know 1,2,3, etc. Somedays I'm lucky if I know my name. Husband was going to get me an ID bracelet with my name and address on it but I was afraid he would keep changing the address.

I am suppose to work 730a-430p but its mostly been 630a, 7a, 730a till we get done and done constitutes maybe 8p or 9p. Its fun....did I just write that? Fun? Holy shit maybe I do need that bracelet. Anyway, I finally got to check my e-mail and someone sent me this hilarious sign picture so I decided to stop payroll and do a post! How convienient is that? It is totally politically incorrect, which is usually my favorite.




As I'm sitting here writing this my dog the basset/lab mix (basset body,lab head & tail) is laying at my feet. Brings a nice cozy picture to your mind doesn't it? Well don't! Her stomach is upset and it is making these popping, crackling, rolling noises and she keeps jumping up running down the hall barking with me in hot pursuit so she doesn't sh1t on my rug or yak or anything else that might pop out of all the noises shes making. I open the back door and she is run/squatting as she heads towards the back of the property.
God, I love working at home.....

House working wife?

#1 comment when people find out your working from home:

"OOOO your working from home! You are SOOOOO lucky".

I want to look them in the eye and say...why because I can work in my moo-moo until 10a? Doesn't matter that the reason I'm not dressed is because the phone hasn't stop ringing long enough for me to finish peeing.
It must be nice to sit and watch TV then occasionally answer a phone, type a letter? OO let me add eating bon-bons like the housewives of Orange County.
Oh, yeah I do all that...every single day, jackass!

Unfortunately, I was one of those people that would say that very same thing. NOW I know why those people wanted to rip off my head and sh1t down my neck. Some of them even had children at home!! WHAT WAS I THINKING!!!! SHUT-UP Stupid.

Do I sound bitchy? You bet! I'm tired cranky and whiny. I haven't settled into a "routine" whatever the hell that is. I've asked people that work at home HOW!? What do I need to do or not do?
Basically what I get is "Oh, for the first few weeks your crazy THEN you settle into a "routine". I think they are getting even with me for the day I said "OOO you get to work at home". There really isn't a routine. Its some cruel joke set up by
work at homers to get even with the googly-eyed you-get-to-work-at-homers.

Well, I'm done with the jokes....WHAT IS THE ROUTINE,PLEASE?
Is it you do both house and job then fall into bed at 10p? Worrying about what you might have missed even though you have checked everything a bazillion times?
What do you worry about and don't worry about? Do you just say "F&^% it! and do your best?

In my mind the job is priority, then when things are quiet and I've completed most of my work I take little breaks and straighten house, make coffee for morning, throw in a load of laundry, etc. Is THAT the "routine"?

I know several out there work from home and I need to find a balance. REALLY! I'm too anal to just let stuff go around the house.

Husband says there is no difference "You are at work, do your work, then when you "come home" do what you think you need or don't do it. Nothings changed just the location of the office".

Is that true?

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!!!