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05.16.07 |
I feel much better today than I have in what feels like eons. Why, you ask? Well, how very kind of you, please, let me tell you why. It could be because I am currently sitting here with a very decent buzz off my one Spudka and OJ, eating a quite unhealthy but entirely delictable colby cheese quesadilla whilst the kid is out with his Big sailing for the evening, or it could be that I'm just not feeling as dreadful on the inside as I have been lately. I like to think, and so I will, that it is a combination of the two.
I joked today with Brazen Hussy that I was dumped last night, hence ending the second relationship I've been engaged in in the last two months. So I said, "Hey! Remember that guy on Eharmony that I told you about that I've been talking to that I have no interest in? Yeah, him!! He dumped me last night! Isn't that funny?!?" Because, you see, I had no interest in him whatsoever. Totally milk toast to the point that I actually fell asleep whilst trying to engage in even the most remotely distracting of conversations.
Yes, I joing Eharmony (in a fit of dispair at my new-found singlehood . . .) Let's move on.
So, he dumped me, and I'm like, "But, but, he is supposed to want me ceaselessly! I am supposed to be the fire that burns inside his gutt! He's supposed to crave me unmercifully!" A sentiment, I am quite aware, is wholy female in derivation and despite that fact is entirely ludicrous.
The female brain is completely mysterious and fanciful, no?
Of course, my good mood tonight could be in part based on the two meetings held at work today in which the VP/GM announced the immanently impending launch of our new database and integrated software platform with all it's new, nifty upgrades, as well as the fact that our sister company's current contract negotiations with a couple of companies that if successful will generate two million more orders annually for our company. That, and some other dicussions on technology upgrades and beefed-up staffing on the operations and production ends that will make all our lives happier, more wonderful places to be.
Technology upgrades = ecstacy for SBD!!!!
In the meantime, however, it was discovered today that the temp how has been processing order in one of our divisions is TWO WEEKS behind in processing her orders. Two fucking WEEKS, dude. And she didn't tell one damn person. So Princess, who heads the division, processed over 100 backlogged orders today, which landed squarely on MY desk late afternoon today. Of course, being that the orders were due two weeks ago, it was imperative that I stay late until they were processed and sent to the customers. Eff, I hate staying late. But you know what? I completed all my current work, then did some overflow work for the customer service manager, and still completed all the backlogged work before I left. Who rocks, baby? Oh, yeah - I do! Stupid me, however, volunteered to the Boss that I could also do three other regular, daily-occurring projects on top of my regular work, so I get the honor and privilege of killing myself daily for the company's benefit, all for the wopping salary of roughly .15 cents an hour.
Say this with me now, I'm STUPID!
But I like it, so there - I guess.
I am getting really excited for Steven's upcoming birthday party this Sunday. It will be our first party that includes my family and my friends EVER, and certainly the first party for Steven with his buddies at the house. The yard is looking good, the house is looking good. The food and favors are all purchased, as well the as the gifts for the B-day boy. I can't wait until everyone comes and sees that SBD has officially "moved on up to the eastside" and out of the trailer court. I can't wait until they see all the hard work I've put in that has paid off at last.
Do you realize that in the last year I have sold a 620 sq. ft. trailer with about 100 sq. ft. of yard into a 1700 sq. ft. house on 1/4 acre all by myself? And in the last month, I have demolished an entire fence, rototilled roughly 1/8th acre of hard-pack soil growing nothing but weeds and dust, and installed gardens? All by myself? I'm really poroud of me. That's a lot of work.
and naturally, my happiness could be that for the first time in six years, since Steven was in kindergarten, he is finally being recognized for all his efforts. This school year, since the move, his teacher has informed me that his reading level has shot up from a 6th grade level at the beginning of the year to a 12+ grade level currently! She has recommended him for honors courses next year in middle school. God, that's just so wonderful that he has made such a remarkable turn around. And you know what? It was a change that was internal. He did that because he wanted to and becuase he realized it was important. That is the type of moment that makes parenting feel so wonderful. It's just amazing, this feeling.
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