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I'm getting lazy
Aug. 3rd, 2006 12:57 pmI remember a time when I used to post in my journal every single day. Now it's like once a week. I know my life isn't that exciting, but dang, I need to get in here more often :)!
I worked 9 days in a row, and let me tell you how happy I am to be off work today. I was supposed to keep working straight through until December, but my co-worker decided to come back to work today instead of Monday. Fine by me, it was getting hard to wake up in the morning. Case in point; I didn't haul my butt out of bed until about 12:15 today :p.
Steve and I hit Knott's Berry Farm on Saturday and Tuesday. I love that place, so much fun, especially GhostRider. Best damn wooden roller coaster ever! Though if there was such a thing as shaken baby syndrome for adults, I would probably have it. That thing jerks you around like crazy. So much fun! We've made a plan to go every Tuesday, as kind of our date night. It's something that we both really enjoy, so there's basically zero chance of arguing.
I don't know when life got so busy! Steve plays hockey on Mondays and Wednesdays. I go line dancing Wednesdays and Thursdays. Then we have Knott's on Tuesdays. And I work Saturdays and Sundays. Fridays are basically our only night where we stay at home. Such a change from the homebodies we got used to being.
Speaking of the weekend job, I think I have a not-so-secret admirer. There's this guy from India that works at the dealership. He's lived here in the States for 7 years, is married, and has 3 kids. Whenever he works, he comes over and talks to me all day. The sales manager has warned him at least once, probably more than once, to get out there and sell cars, not talk to the receptionist. But he keeps talking to me. I don't mind talking to him; he's a nice guy and it's nice to have someone to talk to. But last weekend, he kept telling me that he wanted to take me out on a date. I told him "Um, I'm married, and you're married, you can't take me out on a date." And he basically keeps hounding me about it. He tells me that he finds me so interesting and he wants to be able to talk to me without any interruptions, i.e. without the boss kicking his ass. I didn't see the harm, so I said we could go get lunch during my break the next time he was at work. But now, I'm thinking it's not such a good idea. I don't know how to tell him though without hurting his feelings. Ugh.
TTC plans are still on hold. Steve's work was supposed to post his dream job last week, and it still hasn't been opened. No disrespect to those who work in HR, but damn, get off your asses and post it already! I hate limbo; it's such an uncomfortable feeling. In other encouraging news, Steve did tell me that he is emotionally ready, after having talked with his boss about the situation. His boss had kids at like 45, and told Steve that he wished he had been able to play sports with them and stuff like that. Apparently, that set off a light in Steve's head. I could've told him that, damn! I think it's just because it came from someone else, a neutral third-party. If I had told him, he just would've heard "blah blah blah," and I don't blame him. So now we're just waiting to be financially ready. Hurry up job, open up!
I worked 9 days in a row, and let me tell you how happy I am to be off work today. I was supposed to keep working straight through until December, but my co-worker decided to come back to work today instead of Monday. Fine by me, it was getting hard to wake up in the morning. Case in point; I didn't haul my butt out of bed until about 12:15 today :p.
Steve and I hit Knott's Berry Farm on Saturday and Tuesday. I love that place, so much fun, especially GhostRider. Best damn wooden roller coaster ever! Though if there was such a thing as shaken baby syndrome for adults, I would probably have it. That thing jerks you around like crazy. So much fun! We've made a plan to go every Tuesday, as kind of our date night. It's something that we both really enjoy, so there's basically zero chance of arguing.
I don't know when life got so busy! Steve plays hockey on Mondays and Wednesdays. I go line dancing Wednesdays and Thursdays. Then we have Knott's on Tuesdays. And I work Saturdays and Sundays. Fridays are basically our only night where we stay at home. Such a change from the homebodies we got used to being.
Speaking of the weekend job, I think I have a not-so-secret admirer. There's this guy from India that works at the dealership. He's lived here in the States for 7 years, is married, and has 3 kids. Whenever he works, he comes over and talks to me all day. The sales manager has warned him at least once, probably more than once, to get out there and sell cars, not talk to the receptionist. But he keeps talking to me. I don't mind talking to him; he's a nice guy and it's nice to have someone to talk to. But last weekend, he kept telling me that he wanted to take me out on a date. I told him "Um, I'm married, and you're married, you can't take me out on a date." And he basically keeps hounding me about it. He tells me that he finds me so interesting and he wants to be able to talk to me without any interruptions, i.e. without the boss kicking his ass. I didn't see the harm, so I said we could go get lunch during my break the next time he was at work. But now, I'm thinking it's not such a good idea. I don't know how to tell him though without hurting his feelings. Ugh.
TTC plans are still on hold. Steve's work was supposed to post his dream job last week, and it still hasn't been opened. No disrespect to those who work in HR, but damn, get off your asses and post it already! I hate limbo; it's such an uncomfortable feeling. In other encouraging news, Steve did tell me that he is emotionally ready, after having talked with his boss about the situation. His boss had kids at like 45, and told Steve that he wished he had been able to play sports with them and stuff like that. Apparently, that set off a light in Steve's head. I could've told him that, damn! I think it's just because it came from someone else, a neutral third-party. If I had told him, he just would've heard "blah blah blah," and I don't blame him. So now we're just waiting to be financially ready. Hurry up job, open up!
