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A suburban girl transplanting to the big ole NY countryside. Married to my soul mate, step mom to a pre-teen boy, survivor of a miscarriage...and struggling to get pregnant again. These our my thoughts, my dreams, and my struggles, so fasten your seat belts, it's sure to be a bumpy ride.
2005-06-12
2005-06-19
2005-06-26
2005-07-03
2005-07-10
2005-07-17
2005-07-31
2005-08-07
2005-08-14
2005-08-21
2005-08-28
2005-09-04
2005-09-11
2005-09-18
2005-09-25
2005-10-02
2005-10-09
2005-10-16
2005-10-23
2005-10-30
2005-11-06
2005-11-13
2005-11-20
2005-11-27
2005-12-04
2005-12-11
2005-12-18
2005-12-25
2006-01-01
2006-01-08
2006-01-15
2006-01-22
2006-01-29
2006-02-05
2006-02-12
2006-02-19
2006-02-26
2006-03-05
2006-03-12
2006-03-19
2006-03-26
2006-04-09
2006-04-16
2006-04-23
2006-04-30
2006-05-07
2006-05-14
2006-05-28
2006-06-04
2006-06-11
2006-06-18
2006-06-25
2006-07-02
2006-07-09
2006-07-16
2006-08-06
2006-08-13
2006-08-27
2006-09-03
2006-09-10
2006-09-17
2006-09-24
2006-10-01
2006-10-08
2006-10-22
2006-10-29
2006-11-05
2006-11-26
2006-12-31
2007-03-18
For the beautiful flowers!
I was hating my job pretty badly today and just really wanting to leave. It's not really my "job" as much as it is the people I work with. I just really can't stand them! I can't stand being asked a million and one questions all day long, telling everyone else what they should do and helping them with their jobs because they are too damn lazy to figure it out them selves or ask their boss for help. For some reason they all seem to think that I am the boss and can tell them not only what to do but how to do it and when to do and so on and so forth. I'm not the boss! I don't care what you do! Now leave me alone so I can do MY job! I used to love helping other people out and giving my advise and thoughts, but it's just gotten way to out of hand. I've actually been telling people to stop. If the boss tells you to do something and you don't know what he's talking about or how to do it, then F'ing ask HIM!! Don't come running to me as soon as you get off the phone with him and ask me what he was talking about! UGH! It's times like this that make me realize why the boss lets me write my own schedule and come and go as I please. 97% of the rest of the staff are complete morons and need you to practically wipe their ass for them when they take a shit!
Ummm, yeah that's pretty much how I felt when I showed up to bring Ian lunch and then immediately left with out saying much more than 5 words. Sorry babe! All I really said was I love you and then I hate my job! I felt the tears welling up so I just left and he saw it. An hour later there was a delievery for me! He even had the card signed DH, lol. He's too cute!
I love you Ian...DH!
