My What?

Alright, I give up! I give up! I started a stinking myspace page. Now, I have been resisting this for the longest time. But I get it all the time. Email invitations from friends to start pages, "Have you seen so and so on myspace?", "Why don't you have a page?" I have resisted thus far, but an old high school friend kept telling me about all these people on there. So I gave up. I signed up just so that I can do a stupid search, but don't expect me to post shit there!

Questions

Lately a million questions have popped into my head. Here are some of those random things I’ve had on my mind…

Why did I buy gas yesterday and today it went down to $2.76? Yesterday it was $2.81!

Why did my Canadian co-worker announce yesterday that he liked a rap song?? It’s some new song by Nelly Furtado and Timberland, who he called Timberlane by the way. I think he just likes Nelly!

Why is my friend constantly telling me she wants me to meet her realtor in Tampa? Do I live in Tampa? Am I going to date someone that lives 3 to 4 hours away? Ummm, no.

Why do people keep trying to get me to come visit them? Do they not realize that since I just quit my job, I am going to be broke?

How come it is Hurricane Preparedness week and no one I know is getting prepared? (Tax free hurricane items in FL) I need to hit the Home depot for Batteries!

Why did one of my friends refer to one of my co-workers as eye candy? Ewww! I wouldn’t refer to ANY of my co-workers as eye candy!

How come a few of us went to a Cajun festival the other day and we were the only black people that weren’t working there?

Why won’t Shelly pick what b-day goodie she wants? Now I have to think about what I want to make and I can’t blame her if it’s chocolate. (Some of our co-workers don’t eat chocolate and I always feel guilty when I bring something chocolate in.)

Why do my co-workers keep making up stories as to where I’m going? I won’t tell them and I think they are having a ball with it. There has been, I’m pregnant, I’m moving to Anguilla, I’m marrying an NFL player, I won the lottery, I’m having Ben’s baby and moving to be with him and his wife, I’m having a co-worker’s baby and have to leave to hide our affair… Did I mention that my co-workers are special?

What a turn of events!

Ok, Every since I've quit, I have been so happy at work. I have been smiling, going to lunch, participating in office conversation. It's been great. Everyone is asking me where I'm going and what I'm doing, but I just smile and don't say a thing. It's none of their buisness, right? Well, one of my co-workers was talking to me the other day. They said they were thinking about quiting too! I was shocked. Quitting, selling the house, and moving away! WHAT? I had no idea. This is someone I didn't think would EVER leave. I am waiting now to see what is going to happen because they hadn't made a final decision yet, but this one will shock even ShellyP and BendaBald!!

The Day Has Come!!!!!!

Dear XXX,
This letter is to inform you of my resignation, effective June 9, 2006. I appreciate having had the opportunity of being a member of XXX for so many years and offer my best wishes for your continued success.
Sincerely,
SP

So this is the letter that I presented to my boss this morning. I couldn’t take it any more and why should I? Contrary to what others may think, I have seriously thought this through and realized that I’ll survive no matter what. If I fall on my face, oh well. I’m young enough to get back up and dust myself off. Not to mention that I don’t have anyone counting on me right now, so I don’t have that added pressure. He tried to get me to stay, tried to get me to change my mind. He offered me the summer off, with pay. He said he would put me on a different project, even though we are already short staffed and I’ve been on this project for 6 years. I said no. My personal sanity and happiness is more important. Now, I don’t have a job. I do have some savings. My house has not sold yet, but it’s still on the market. I’m not 100% sure how everything is going to go, but I’ll have a month to figure it out. And you know what, I’m already soooo much happier!

This is just bull shit. I’m so not happy right now. On Friday I was asked to do a quote on how long a particular piece of work would take. I estimated 26 days. Now, I know that I am crap at estimating things, so I used a nice little formula. Plus, we always tend to underestimate and other things pop up that interrupt us so I padded it a bit. Ben knows all about that. Well, I was told “No, I’ve give you 20 days.” WTF?? Why in the hell did you ask me, then? Why do I even bother, Huh? “Fine! Whatever,” was my response. Now, I was also promised that I would have 20 uninterrupted days. No answering questions, no fixing other bugs, no test crap, no interruptions! Yeah, right. I KNEW that wasn’t going to happen. How come I have already answered 3 people’s questions and fixed 2 bugs today? What happened to leaving me the hell alone?? It’s 5:30 and I’m leaving. They can kiss my ass!

Oh, Lisa never called this weekend. I really didn’t think that she would because she is flakey like that. I had already decided that I wouldn’t answer if she called. She knows where I live but I can’t even get into my gated community if I don’t’ have my card, so didn’t expect her to just pop up.

This weekend I went to see a girlfriend of mine and her hubby and son. I love going over there. Her little boy is just so cute and her hubby is a gourmet cook! After dinner, he was trying to decide who he wanted to tuck him in that night, the son, not the husband. ;o) He looked at me and said “Sherie tuck tuck…” I almost fell out of my chair. ME?? Really? Last time I was over he threw a fit, laying in the middle of his bedroom floor crying “Nooooo! Mommy tuck tuck!” For about a half hour before giving up and letting me tuck him in. Actually it was really cute. He had this phonics thing where all of the letters fit into a little hand held thing. When you put a letter in it says it and says how it sounds. We were doing good till we got to M and the damn thing said “M goes mmmmm.” His little eyes just got all watery and he went “Mamaaaaa!” When I finally did talk him into the bed, he still whimpered a bit while I was reading him a bedtime story. So, you can imagine my excitement when he was asking me to tuck him in. Then of course he says “No… daddy tuck tuck.” He’s such a tease and he is only 2!

What Freaking Time is it???

No, you aren't imagining things. I am really posting at 5am! I can't believe I am here when the sun isn't up yet. See, I am working on something with a guy in the UK for a customer in Hong Kong. That's 5 hours ahead and 12 hours ahead. This is really the only time we can all get together. After all, we wouldn't expect the Hong Kong guys to stay late or anything...

You know how I can't make decisions about my life? Well, I was talking to Shelly yesterday and had a breakthrough. I don't know if she brought it up or if I brought it up or how we even got on the conversation, but I'm so happy we did. I want to own a book store! Think about it, I'd be surrounded by all the books I could read. I would have great new releases and classic books. People could buy, sell, and trade used books. From my summer living in Seattle, I know how to make any kind of coffee drink on earth. From my love of cooking, there would be all kind of baked goodies. And it all goes well, maybe I could have a little cafe for sandwitches and stuff. What do you think?

I makde another important decision the other day. I'm going to quit. Yeah, I know what you are thinking. "so, what's new about that? You were already going to quit." Well, I'm not going to wait till I sell the house. I am just too stressed and worn out for all of this mess. I am going to find another job asap. I'd rather work 2 minimum wage jobs to pay my bills if I have to rather than put up with this bull for any longer. So this weekend, I begin the job hunt. Wish me luck!

Speechless

Remember my "friend" and I do use that term loosely, Lisa. I talked about her here and a couple of other places. Well, what I didn’t tell you is that she continued to send me emails about properties she was selling. Alright, not me in particular, but she kept me on a mass emailing list. So one day when I was not in a particularly good mood and you really have to read the earlier posts to get the whole history thing, I replied back to one. I asked her to take me off of her mass emailing list. I simply stated that I wasn’t about to buy any property and that it was rude of her to keep sending them to me when she couldn’t even speak to me. Plus, I told her how much her voice mail from a little while back bothered me and how I wasn’t a business contact of hers, I was supposed to be her friend. It was probably a bit much, but I was pissed. Well, this heifer wrote back saying all kind of mess. All of what I have to say is unimportant to her, that we were never friends, that she didn’t want me to call her again ever, that I take shit too personal and her year was touch. She called me bitter and malice and made reference to some other friends we have that she is at odds with saying something about how I was like the rest of them and only supported friends that were perfect. And then to top it all off, she said “If it is any concern to you, J is fine, growing beautifully and happy.” I couldn’t believe she had the nerve to bring her son into this! You can imagine how pissed I was right? Well, I had no intention of contacting her again until I read her letter. I didn’t write her an angry letter. I just felt like I couldn’t let her live in her delusional world. So I wrote her back simply stating the facts. Here are some excerpts, there was more but it was too much to put here.

“If you never considered me a friend then that’s on you, but I considered you one... Don’t try to make this seem like you are the victim here. I know you had a tough year. I was there, remember? I always told you that you could talk to me about anything bothering you, I called to check on you, I took you out when you wanted to go out, and I gave you money when you needed it. What more did you want me to do? Don’t act like I wasn’t there for you or like I wasn’t concerned for J. I ALWAYS wonder how he is and worry about him. You know I’ve always loved him, so don’t make this be about him. And please don’t lump me in with everyone else. Whatever issues you have with K and A are your issues with them, not me... I wasn’t going to respond to your email but I though that you should at least know that I don’t think what you say is unimportant.”

So, after sending this letter back in mid-march, I got no reply. I really didn’t expect one and I really didn’t care. While still concerned for her son’s safety and worried about the possibility that she is on crack (You really have to read the last story about her!), I just couldn’t deal any more. I was truly done with her. You may be asking why I am retelling all of this. Well, it’s because Saturday morning my home phone rang. I could hear it from in the shower. When I got out, there was a missed call on my cell too. It was a 239 number. Well, that is Ft. Myers. I instantly thought it might be a friend of mine over there who I lost touch with. I was tempted to call it back, but I didn’t since I didn’t recognize the number and there was no message. A minute later, the phone rang again from the same number. I answered it. “Hey!” “Ummm, Hi.” “Are you busy?” “Ahhh, no” “How have you been?” “Who is this?” “It’s me...” “Me who?”(and now I’m getting a bit annoyed!) “It’s Lisa, Silly, how are you doing?” I almost hit the floor!! What was she doing calling me? And then to have the nerve to call and act like nothing had happened?? She truly must be on crack. Either that or the girl has multiple personalities. I was absolutely speechless. She chatted on about how the real-estate market was dead and she was living with her man over in Ft. Myers. Her son, the one who I didn’t give a damn about, wasn’t even living with her! He was still over here with his father. She asked how our mutual friend up in DC was and even ShellyP. I couldn’t even say a fucking thing, I was in so much shock. Then she told me that her friend from high school just died and she was over here last weekend for the funeral. My first thought was “oh, she feels bad and now wants to make up because this loss has shown her that life is short.” My second thought was “She was over here last weekend? Why didn’t she call then if she really wanted to talk to me?” Then came the biggie. “I’ll be over there next weekend and I want to see you.” Huh? You gotta be kidding me! You are truly psycho to act like nothing happened! I don’t think I said 5 words the entire time we were on the phone. I was just in shock. I’m not really sure that I want to see her. If I do, she is not going to get away with pretending nothing happened. She will have to explain herself and her actions/words. Even after that, I don’t know that I would want to see her again. She is just too much for me to deal with at this point in my life. I can only make an effort for people that are going to make an effort back.