TGIF!

In more ways than one... first had an interview this morning. I think it's wrong when the first thing you think of is... How old ARE you? I'll be needing medicare soon - I can just feel it... cripes.

Got through it - not sure how well I did, I guess I'll know next week when I don't or do hear something. MUST remember bigger purse and sneakers - yeesh that place is a mile walk to anywhere and worse when you're lost. Definitely wearing the comfy's tomorrow.

Today also manage to erase ANY guilt I had about looking for another job. We have to send poison email after another to get things done - the code jockies have a series of steps they must complete in order to ship software - their idiot Napoleon leader thinks they don't have to listen to us...ah NO pumpkin because when the auditor comes guns blazing - I'm going to have my s$$% in a row - and point in your direction. I am a professional and I will do my job to the best of my ability - you want to play your little power games KNOCK YOURSELF OUT. I will follow the rules.

Yeah that 30 minute window of talking to the deputy PM (who was totally cool btw) and co-workers I like the Catholic guilt was creeping in then... Napoleon with the Indian accent kicks in - and poof gone like a chocolate bar on the first day of "Aunt Flo's" visit.

So dealt with that mess, well mostly enjoyed the emails my partner was sending and the responses from the new PM - have fun pumpkin we've fought this battle all yours now. Enjoy!

Came home, well first went to the Mart needed pantyhose and of course managed to pick up a few other things along the way. Bubba got hot dogs for dinner - I and I'm sure he is sick of left overs, and while I was totally in the mood for Chinese for dinner - he had it for lunch so he got dogs. Kiss Kiss hon.

I'm off with the girl's group ALL flipping day long. Most of the day is sitting on my expanding backside while the girls do their thing, then listening bad music while they don't dance. Then pack all their crap up and home we go. I have work stuff and Rainbow stuff to deal with so I have plenty of time killing things - it's all good. I'll be in a dress - not so good, but I will be wearing socks and sneakers as the hall is cold, and my feet are killing me from the walk-a-thon in girl (i.e. dress) shoes today... when will I learn?

Bubba was awful chatty on the phone tonight - makes me nervous, at this moment he's cool with the Saturday thing to a point I'm sure by the time I leave tomorrow morning something will put a bug in his buns and I'll storm out of here fuming and forget something I might have needed. We'll see.

He's also going over the neighbors to continue his domination of Power Grid with new suckers - I will be following bring my drink. ;-) You spend 9 hours with teenage girls and tell me you don't want a drink - you'd be lying!

On tale - I stuck my foot where my left molar should be... got an email from Girl's group Mom kid forgot her dress in not so close location - in NOVEMBER. The impression I got from Mom's email was nothing was done about it - I got a similar story when I contacted leader in not so close location - who basically said they called and texted - no response. So I got things handled; and sent a terse email to said kid and copied Mom. Answer your phone and messages and you won't have to scramble when you need your dress back.

I got an email from Mom telling me 1) how great said kid is now doing in school, and 2) she didn't deserve the message as she HAD responded. Ok fine I ate the crow apologized to her and kid. End of story? No - Mom writes again - now I'm ticked, lady I apologize once, your kid loses EVERYTHING and forgets the other half of her crap and NOW she's the perfect kid? No so fast. But then I throttled back, went to lunch, wrote back and moved on with my day. And yes dripping sweet - oh great job she's working hard, that's fab, and ended with we both have had to prod Kid in the past - so my message at first had a basis in that.

What I meant - your kid has lost, misplaced or out right mishandled every thing I've ever handed her. Another parent telling me she hasn't responded to a phone call or handled an issue is NOT out of the ordinary methodology for this kid. Her actively taking on an issue and getting it done - not so much. So you tell me - and WHY did I have to become involved? Why didn't you Mom, just pick up the flipping phone or email and contact Leader in not so close location? Because your kid is a screw up and we all know it - and you're the world's biggest enabler. But I'm not bitter or nothing. Really.

I think I'll start drinking now...
Stay warm off to enjoy my last hours of peace and quiet.