I am seriously considering trying to google if there is a kit that can turn my car into a boat and back again... this morning it was raining - again - we had thunder tossed in for a bit of fun with that hurry up shower.. by the time I crawled into work - and I say crawled because apparently when liquid falls from the sky in the greater Washington DC metro area - it makes people stupid. So stupid in fact that one must hit another car, block a lane or 3 of traffic behind them just to shake out of said stupid liquid based funk. I don't try to explain it- I just report what I see? What other possible explanation could there be for 3 accidents on the same bleeping stretch of road with the only "new" issue is liquid from the sky. and it's not like this substance is slippery on it's own... it's still is full liquid form well above the temperature when, yes, it has the potential to be slippery.... I digress.
Whining about traffic in DC (NOW Number 1 in the country BTW) is like complaining because the weather man got things wrong - you know its going to happen, you know you can't/can count on it and you just have to adjust your life accordingly. Oh sure there are days you long for a baseball bat and the mythical get out of jail free card when you see the dork next to you reading the paper, texting and checking the radio while it's pouring down rain and he's pushing 40 and the traffic is doing 30... but hey. This is why blogs were invented; to blather on about this kind of mindless drivel... and make the 'writer' feel better - sort of.
Today is Wednesday and it's been one heck of a hump to climb this week... I'm still behind on sleep or I feel that way... Shelby for some reason has gotten into the habit of not going to the potty regularly outside and last night decided she needed out at 3:45 in the blessed AM.... of course that is after I tossed and turned and went into the other room to read until almost 1:00 AM... thanks puppy. But having learned the lesson of the 'go lay down' and pay the price later I got up and let her out - a minute later she was done and we all went back to bed only to be shocked when the darn alarm went off... 45 minutes later we rolled out of bed. That interrupted sleep pattern thing really screws with ones ability and willingness to get up...
Bubba did his usual and up and out I of course tended to everything else.. which was mostly me and the pups.. again with the push to go outside... then or course I see that the road is slow and poky so I get a few things done, fill the tank, drop off some mail, make a ladies' group deposit - debate the doughnut shop - kept driving-- slowly made my way into the office fighting off the monthly major blas....
I know what this is but it comes and occasionally just kicks my booty... today was that day - or at least this morning.. I think it's because I'm tired and still feeling like a serious dork from yesterday... shall I document my brain to mouth filter failure? I think I shall...
Large Nameless Corporation had a Operations (sub group) all hands (please come listen to speeches) yesterday and since I didn't know to what upper management branch I belonged to (been here since April a name on a web site doesn't help much) I RSVP'd and figured I go... so yesterday I did... bonus got a diet coke and a room temperature pretzel (that should be hot generally) and of course the necessary speech making. I spoke to a woman I knew I made the comment it was nice to see for whom I worked; for she then said she would take me to meet her personally. Ok fine mentor and all that -- we introduce all is going well, mentioned the mentor program and she asked me if I was a mentor nor a mentoree and I hesitated because 1) the mentoree is not a word and two it struck me odd that she (my division manager) used it so I blurted Protege and made a crack about the word mentoree and my images of a large sea creature and so I kept talking like a bigger dork while my brain was screaming SHUT UP YOU IDIOT... and after that it was a nice to meet and away I went desperately looking for a hole big enough to swallow me whole....
Gee I guess that personality test thing-y was right - I have no diplomatic skills... or as I call it - the brain to mouth filter works like its owner -- when it feels like it... ah well. So my mentor has something to work on... won't that be fun???
On a final note - talked to the parental units all the internal freak out over leaving something wrong, open or unlocked for the better part of a week was all for not... on one hand oh-so very glad on the other... yeesh and enough already...
That's enough for today - I do have something to look forward too - a massage tonight and the fight over it's costs when I get home... fun huh? ;-) Later!
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