We came home and ragazz' played with technology while I knitted and then snoozed. I was out like a light before 10pm.
The REAL storm hit us overnight and this morning. I filled ragazz' up with french toast and bacon and then he went out on the shoveling mission:
(taken from inside the house where it was nice and warm)
And this is what the shoveling elf is doing now:
(It was hard work!)
We're staying in for the rest of the day... lasagna, vino and some movies are on the agenda.
Merry Christmas!
Ciao.
I've been through the layoff thing a few times throughout my working life. Most of the time, I was on the UNlaid off side. I'd feel bad for those that were on the other side.. and especially through the last couple of rounds, I'd have that Survivor's Guilt thing.
I know things happen because they're supposed to happen. So I'm supposed to be on The Radical Sabbatical of SuperAdventure and Fun™ right now. But yesterday, in that one moment, I was wishing that I was back on the UNlaid off side. It's not fair. It never is, though, for anyone.
And then life just kept moving right along.
We got to meet up with T-Rex for tamales for lunch. And afterwards, I must admit, it was kinda cool to be able to run over to the library to pick up some books while the rest of the world had to go back to work. Heh. Obviously I got over my angst.
The world is preparing for the next Snowmageddon. Or the HoHoSnow. Or Snowel (like Noel.. get it?). Or Snowtastrophy. Or Snowpocalypse. Or the BlessedBlizzard. Or any of the other cutesy pie names people come up with for OMG THE NEXT BIG SNOWSTORM THAT MAY WELL BE THE END OF CIVILIZATION AS WE KNOW IT.
Sheesh. It's snow.
Well, it's snow that may mess up people's travel plans, and that sucks. I'm grateful that I don't have far to go this year and that I have a guy who does all the driving. All I have to do is pack up the provisions and head to the Northern house later today.. then we're not going to move until we have to.
And speaking of that guy who drives.. he went to Target after bowling last night and picked up all the groceries and stuff. Am I the luckiest girl in the world or what? Awwww...
ZsaZsa and I had our nails done last night. Again, hooray for the Facebook for bringing old friends back together. It was fun to chat and sip lattes and get all manicured and pedicured. I have gold fingers and toes. How festive!
And in the OMG, I'm never going to get well again department: I heard from a few different people that they had this cold for THREE WEEKS. What the hell, man? So again, no splash class for me. I would just like for my nose to stop running, okay? Thanks.
So! Merry Christmas Eve.. Eve... and I will talk to you tomorrow. Ciao.
I didn't go splash which was the right decision, but it still made me a little sad. There is more splashing that can be done when I'm well. So I rested as much as a chele CAN rest. Did the grocery store run. I didn't stray from my list, but when I got home I realized that I needed things that were not ON said list. Ooops.
Last night we got together with some of the old work peoples. They're not old. The work part is old. It was good to see everyone, and really good to partake in a few Greenies and Pinkies. Oh my.
The first item on the agenda this morning (after the blogging, of course) is wrapping the gifts. In order to wrap said gifts, many have to be hauled from the Western house to the Northern house. So that will commence very soon. Then a little lunch with T-Rex. Like I said - how did I expect all this to be done while working full time?
So andiamo, kids. Ciao.
Good intentions and all that. We'll see what happens.
In the meantime, I've already knocked 3 items off the to-do list for today. The next few items all involve leaving the warmth of the house. We'll have to wait a while on those.
We had a fabulous time at the party yesterday! Our WILDfriends are, well, wild! Our team won prizes for our vast knowledge of foreign phrases for "Merry Christmas". I always wanted the George Strait Christmas CD.. hehe.. I just didn't KNOW that I wanted it.
We watched the Vikings
And now it's time to take some Airborne and think healthy thoughts. Talk to you later. Ciao.
Yesterday was cleaning day. I was, as they say, a cleaning machine. The poor Western house had been a little neglected lately. Especially at the holidays (and even more so now that there are no kittehs at home to be fed and petted) - chezChele in The Park becomes a stop-and-drop-off point. You'd think that the place couldn't get messed up that way, but you'd be wrong. It ends up being little piles of dropped off stuff everywhere, with coffee cups strewn in-between.
So I straightened and vacuumed (with the little crevice attachment!) and dusted and polished and now it is REALLY clean, and smells like bleach and lemon. Ahhh. And when both North and West houses are clean I feel much better about all of life.
We were going to try braving the Mall O' last night, but then we returned to our senses and went to Highland instead. Then it was time for a little dinner with Ms T-Rex. I believe we are DONE with the Christmas shopping. *knocks wood*
Now it's time to ride bikes and then off to the WILDpeeps house for more Holiday merriment.
And once again.. no "OMG tomorrow is Monday" angst. I
Ciao.
And then I woke up at 4:30.
I rolled over and tried to get back to sleep. I dozed on and off and finally just got out of bed at 6:00. Heh. That's kinda sleeping in, right?
I decided that I do not need to go to splash class this morning because I've already been to class three times this week and the workout yesterday just about KILLED my arms. Ooof. Hello, biceps. I've never been quite so aware of you before. I'm hoping that we can just go to the club either later today or tomorrow and ride the bikes.
I know it sounds crazy, but we're going to make one final trip to the mall tonight. Maybe if we get there at 5:30 everyone will be at home having dinner and it won't be quite as crazy. Well, I can dream. We're pretty good at the get in-get out quickly shopping, though.
So it's Saturday. It *feels* like Saturday, even though, technically, everyday could be Saturday during the Radical Sabbatical of SuperAdventure and Fun™. I somehow think it's important that I never get to that point, however.
That's it! Have a good day. Ciao.
We had a new splashing teacher. The original plan was for us to teach ourselves, but they found a sub. She was good.. we did lots of new and different moves. LOTS of kicks. Lots and lots and lots. Ow. Walking later on might be a challenge. But I will have the thighs of a 19 year old, and that's what's important. Right?
RIGHT??
Anyway. After that I dashed over to Cupcake to have not cupcakes but lunch with
The next part of my journey had to do with cookie cutters. I used to have a shoebox full of approximately one bazillion cookie cutters. I moved it to every new house. I assumed I'd moved it to this house.. but I was wrong. I have no idea where it is.
Now to backtrack (this story if very non-linear. I know this comes as a shock to you, that I would be non-linear. Shaddap and read.)
We made mini Christmas stockings for everyone in the family. I decorated all of them with glitter paint and they are now hanging on our tree. On Christmas Day we're going to bring them with us to the family celebration. Just last night we got around to thinking about what we would put IN said stockings.
Years ago (when dinosaurs roamed the earth) when I celebrated Christmas with my family of origin, my sister and I were in charge of stocking stuffers. We'd go to the sample aisle at Target and get little bottles of soap and toothpaste and shampoo and lotions and tissues... all manner of little toiletry items. For the rest of the year you never had to worry about travel soaps.
It never occurred to me, until ragazz' said something, that people might be, you know, kind of offended if you gave them SOAP for Christmas. "ho ho ho. PS you smell."
Oh dear!
So! We decided that gingerbread man cookies would be the better alternative. And I thought - great! - I have lots of cookie cutters. Except, not so much anymore, because of the lost box. (See? I got back around to my original point!)
I went to the General Store, which has every kind of cookie cutter in the universe, and they were OUT of gingerbread man cutters. Horrors. So the family will have to make do with trees, mittens and stars. Unless I am brave enough to go out and look this weekend.
I'm pretty sure that my poor ragazz' has to work late again tonight (but hopefully that's it for a while. fingers crossed.).. so I'm going to have a gigantic knitting festival. There may well be wine involved.
Happy Friday kids! Ciao.
Yeah. I had one of those. Good thing I had it today instead of a week from today.
Then! Last night I dreamed that I was designing an office and building it in the garage. The garage which was up on stilts, over a lagoon.
Anyway.
So I was designing this office. The cubes were all arranged in concentric circles. I was looking at the floorplans and they were like an MC Escher drawing. We had just finished building all the cubes and it looked just perfect.
And then I watched in horror as the whole thing burned to the ground.
Now.. I only have a MINOR in Psychology. But I'm pretty sure I can figure out the meaning behind that dream. Sheesh.
On to brighter things. I'm going to have lunch with my furniture people today (ironically).. it's more of that networking thing. Then seriously it's time to start the desk organization. I mean it this time. Yesterday I decided that going to the mall was more important.
I wanted to go see the chaos that is the MOA at this time of year, but settled for Southdale instead. Oh my.. it has become a lame-o mall. It's sad, because that used to be THE place. My favorite store there was one that was called "All a Dollar". I took a quick peek inside, and could spot NOTHING that was a dollar. $1.99, $2.99, $3.49. Huh.
Now that I've sufficiently blathered, I must go put on going-out-in-public clothes. Have an excellent day. Ciao.
We all know about the "no politics on cheleblog" rule. However. I must have one little rant here. Whoever says that our health care system is the greatest in the world and that it needs no reform has obviously never NEEDED real health care. Let me reiterate: Going to the doctor once a year (or less) for a physical is NOT health care. That's just maintenance. Health care is cancer, or AIDS, or asthma, or diabetes, or lupus, or COPD, or depression, or rheumatoid arthritis, or congestive heart failure or kidney disease, or <insert your favorite chronic illness or condition of choice here>. The conditions that you need to take meds for or get treatment for every. single. day.
Our health care system (you know - the greatest one on earth) left me with more than $20,000 out of pocket costs over the last 7 years, and I *had* insurance.
Our health care system is the one that looks at me and laughs and laughs - and then says NO WAY, JOSE - if I were to try to go out and buy a policy on my own. Those darn pesky "pre-existing conditions"...
Our health care system is the one that's going to charge me $500 a month for the privilege to extend the health benefits that my company was providing for me. And WHEN, can I ask, did insurance get tied to our jobs??
Our health care system is the one in which I used to pay a $25 co-pay for a med that I have to take every day (in order to breathe... no biggie), and now without a co-pay the same exact med is $350.
Pardon my French.. but what the fuck?
So yesterday I spent some time with my doc (while I still have my company paid insurance) and we talked about switching around some of the stuff I take. God help me, I never thought I'd say this... but I am a little bit in love with WalMart. I am switching over to some generics that are $10 a month. Today I have to spend some time researching the Canadian pharmaceutical system.. I'm hoping that the stuff I can't get from here can come from the Great White North, eh?
So yeah. If you wanna come at me and debate health care reform, BRING IT ON. If you're so goddam happy with it, I'll be happy to let you pay my medical bills for a little while.
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Oooh! See how I get???
Now! On to the happy stuff. I'm going to splash class in just a little while, and then I'm going to spend part of the day organizing my desk here at home.
And finally - Did I mention how I am the luckiest girl in the world? Ragazz' took me to Brasa last night for dinner. Cheese grits and the boy I love. Life doesn't get any better than that.
Ciao.
1. What did you do in 2009 that you'd never done before? Started exercising like I mean it. Splash class is good.
2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions and will you make more for next year? I tried (and stopped) the no swearing thing. I am almost done with the other resolution, which was to write something every single day. I'll probably make another one for next year.. I just don't know yet what it is.
3. Did anyone close to you give birth? Our friends M&G had a baby boy.
4. Did anyone close to you die? Both of my kittehs. This was a sad year.
5. What countries did you visit? We stayed in the USof A.
6. What would you like to have in 2010 that you lacked in 2009? My biggest wish for 2010 is to get the best job ever™.
7. What date from 2009 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
Last year there were happy dates.. this year they were sad dates:
February 24 - The day Issy died
October 16 - The day Maddy died
December 7 - The day I got laid off
Next year will be brighter, dammit.
8. What was your biggest achievement of the year? I totally emptied out 2 buildings, did buildouts in the south and in Fargo, moved 60 people around.... and they fired me anyway. Lesson there: Let my biggest achievements next year be NOT work related. Heh.
9. What was your biggest failure? My job thing isn't a failure, because I didn't bring it on myself. I can't think of any other do-over moments.
10. Did you suffer illness or injury? I swear that we had the H1N1 in January (before it was cool to call it that..) - we were both SO sick. Other than that, we've been pretty healthy.
11. What was the best thing you bought? Ragazz's Christmas present (which I can't talk about yet)!
12. Whose behavior merited celebration? My ragazz'. He is the most amazing man in the world.
13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed? The upper management at my company (whose name I cannot mention until, you know, after I've collected ALL of my severance).
14. Where did most of your money go? Mortgage, car, Target.. LOL.
15. What did you get really, really, really excited about? My birthday! It was a great weekend of celebrating.
16. What song will always remind you of 2009? Oh for the love of God.. it's Poker Face. I admit it. LOL. But only because I played it incessantly on my new iPod and it made us laugh and laugh.
17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
i. happier or sadder? Sadder. This has been a rough year.
ii. thinner or fatter? Thinner! Hooray for splash class!
iii. richer or poorer? Richer for now... this is the question that is keeping me up at night now.
18. What do you wish you'd done more of? Paying off ALL the debt. I got a good start on it, anyway.
19. What do you wish you'd done less of? Worrying about little things at work... because look where it got me! Heh.
20. How will you be spending Christmas? With my ragazz' and our family.
21. Did you fall in love in 2009? I fall in love with him every single day. I am the luckiest girl in the world.
22. What was your favorite TV program? Modern Family, The Office, House.
23. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year? Hate is a strong word. I strongly dislike some people.. but even thinking about them gives them power over me... so on to the next question.
24. What was the best book you read? I really liked The Girls from Ames.
25. What was your greatest musical discovery of 2009? PPPPoker Face PPPoker Face (muh muh muh mah). Good. that'll be stuck in my head for a while.
26. What did you want and get? An iPod touch! Thank you honey!
27. What did you want and not get? Hmm. I can't think of anything. I'm a lucky girl.
28. What was your favorite film of this year? We just don't watch that many movies. I can't think of any.
29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you? We had Thanksgiving and birthday with the family, then went to Duluth and had birthday margaritas, then came home and had birthday dinner at Pazzaluna, then had birthday brunch with the vah-jay-jays. Best EVER! It was the 20th celebration of my 29th birthday.
30. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? Oh, I don't know. Things happen because they are supposed to. But truthfully, a lot of hard things happened this year and it kind of sucked. So having none of the bad stuff happen would have been good, but that couldn't have happened. Does that make sense?
31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2009? I will forever remember this year as the first that I've willingly worn a bathing suit around a lot of people. Next year I will probably be a supermodel.
32. What kept you sane? My ragazz'.
33. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? That one guy.. the one who's NOT a vampire. I don't get that vampire thing anyway.
34. What political issue stirred you the most? Healthcare.
35. Who did you miss? My Papa
36. Who was the best new person you met? This was the year for reconnecting with people (I love Facebook). So lots of my old friends are new again!
37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2009? It's the same one that I learned last year: That all the worrying and stressing in the world can't do one thing to change a situation. So just do the best you can and things will work out the way they should.
38. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year. Two of them:
Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.
It's not having what you want; it's wanting what you've got.
Ciao.
I'm still not worrying. It's too soon to worry.
We were incredibly lazy yesterday. Well, except for the party cleanup. Even that, though, was done in a lazy manner. Clean up a little, wander back in and watch more of the game, a little Dominoes for lunch, wash out the crockpots, etc. It was all done while wearing pajamas for EXTRA laziness.
I didn't get dressed until well after 4:00. Win!
I'm going to start morning splash classes now. Monday-Wednesday-Friday. I can throw in Tuesday and Thursday nights (and Saturdays!) when and if I want to. I figure they will keep me from frittering my time away on the internetz all morning long (something that I could easily do..) AND I will look like a supermodel. In fact, that might be a good career path to consider. Chele: the forty-something hot cougar supermodel. It just rolls of the tongue, doesn't it?
I might be a bit delusional. Maybe.
Have a largely adequate day, people. Ciao.
Holiday Hoedown IV: Santa's Revenge goes into the history books as the most successful hoedown ever. Until next year, when we will present Holiday Hoedown V: Wrath of Santa!.. we just have a figure out a way to jam a few dozen more people into the house.
This year's Latest Arrival Award goes to The Builder and His Lovely Bride. They showed up at the backdoor at 12:31. Hooray! I think next year we'll have a prize for that one. Hehe.
The mess isn't even CLOSE to epic. Once I drag my lazy @ss into the kitchen I'm guessing it'll take about an hour to get everything put back to rights. For now, though, I find it much more rewarding to goof around on the interweb. And I haven't even started with the Bejeweled Blitz yet. Once I get over there it'll be another hour or so before I get around to cleaning.
I think I had the food choices and quantities just about right this year. We ran out of everything at about the same time. That sausage dip IS the bomb. For everyone who wanted to know the recipe:
1 lb Jimmy Dean Sausage
1 C Ranch Dressing
1 C Cheese of your choosing (I used Monterey Jack/Cheddar mixed)
Brown the sausage, add the dressing and cheese. Voila. Could that BE easier?? And you can double-triple-fourple the recipe. This year I doubled it because we ran out so early at the last Hoedown.
I have to say, too, that Sunday feels a LOT different now that I don't have the "OMG tomorrow is Monday" dread. Note to self: when choosing next job, choose one in which you will not have the aforementioned Monday dread.
Also - I have the most wonderous, supportive family and friends. That's how I know that everything will be okay.
Finally - My favorite moment of the party. Well, all the moments were my favorite in one way or another. But at one point Ragazz' and I were sitting on the stairs between the kitchen and the living room (it always ends up being the kitchen party and the living room party - you can move between them.. but that's always how it goes!). Everyone was laughing, eating, talking. The house was full of happy. He looked at me and said "We win."
Clearly, we do.
Ciao.
My work BFFs and I had a delicious omlettey breakfast (and WAY too much coffee). I turned in the rest of my official work things. The Legal peeps asked me to join them for their pizza lunch. So I ran an errand to Target and then came back...
and parked in the visitor parking area!
I didn't feel like a visitor when I walked back in.. but I felt like one when I left.
I'm done.
I'M DONE.
I'm proud of what I accomplished there. I don't regret a single moment. Yeah, there were some that I'd rather not think about.. but they were lessons learned. Lessons like:
1. If you just LOOK like you know what you're doing, eventually you WILL know what you're doing.
2. It's never as easy as it looks.
3. If you walk around with a clipboard, people will be afraid of you. Heh.
4. You can TELL people to do something, or you can ASK them to do something. Asking is nicer.
5. Be nice to people, even if they aren't nice to you. You never know when you might need to ask them for a favor.
6. When people are mean to you, ask yourself this: "Do I need THEM, or do they need ME?" Chances are they will need you someday, and then they will feel a little silly for being so mean to you. Heh.
7. It's easier to do a move for 500 people than for 10 people. I don't know why, but it just is.
8. Make friends with all your vendors. Treat them like they are your partners in this. If you are nice to your vendors, they will be nice to you. I could ask my vendors to do the impossible. Example: "Hey guys: we need to clean out 10,000 square ft of storage space in two weeks. Can we do that?"
"You bet, Michele." And they did it.
If anyone out there needs a GREAT moving and storage company let me know.
9. Never ever EVER cry at work. Never. Nothing work-related is ever worth crying over, and it destroys your credibility.
10. Get mad (and use bad swears) judisciously. That way, when you DO get mad, people take it seriously. Also, it helps if you wear pink skirts and heels while doing the swearing. I had an entire construction crew cowering when I let fly with the f-bomb on a construction site while wearing a pink suit and pearls. It was one of the greatest moments of my life. LOL!
11. Be three steps ahead of your boss at all times. Sometimes four is better.
12. Never get laid where you get paid. And that's all I have to say about that.
13. Always remember: you get paid the same no matter what you do. So if they wanted me to do nothing else all day but move that provisioning group from one floor to another, well, that's what I'd do.
14. Laugh. A lot. Smile too.
15. One word: Grace. Grace grace grace.
16. Don't mix business and personal stuff. Or if you choose to do so, do it VERY carefully.
17. Never say anything ABOUT work that you wouldn't say AT work.
18. Sometimes you just have to nod and smile.
19. Sometimes it's easier to ask for forgiveness than ask for permission.
20. Just be yourself. It's exhausting to try to be someone else.
OH! One other one that I forgot. When people come into your office and stand over you at your desk trying to intimidate you, stand up on your chair to continue the conversation with them.
I did this once. The guy didn't know what to do. I won the argument.
And NOW: It's time to get ready for the HOLIDAY HOEDOWN. What a great way to start the next chapter. Ciao Bellas.
It's the last day. I don't believe it.
I remember the first day. I walked in and no one was around. There were only about 10 of them in the office (mostly guys.. I think there were maybe 2 other girls). So I just sat down at the front desk and waited. Finally the IT Manager (who was the Sr VP of Technology by the time we got sold) came in and showed me how to set up my computer. No one really knew how the front phone worked... heh. Hello. We were a telecommunications company! So I got that sorted out.
People came and went and smiled at me.. but no one introduced themselves! I called Turk who was at the store (our stores were still going out of business at that point) and said "OMG I hate it here! I I want to come back to the store!" and he told me that I had to stay there at least for the day. "It'll be easier tomorrow."
Then the mail came. A huge stack of it.. and then I saw that there was another whole pile of it on the desk. The old receptionist had been gone for about a month and no one had done mail since then. And it dawned on me.. I had to take charge of this. They needed an office mom, because they were kind of rudderless.
So I sorted it all out by name (or by type) and I found a cart. I put the mail on a cart and went into the offices and cubes one by one, notepad in hand.
"I'm Michele. I'll be taking care of you from now on. Who are you, what do you do, and which of this mail is yours?"
And the rest, as they say, is history.
There were hard days and funny days and sad days. You'd think that today would be the saddest day, but it's not. The saddest day was the day that the new company took over and Eschelon Telecom went away. I had a big part in building it up. I had just as big a part in taking it down once the acquisition was complete. I was there from almost the very beginning.
The company that laid me off wasn't Eschelon. The new company is.. well.. it's a company. It's not MY company, though. I'm not sad to walk away from the name. I'm sad to walk away from the people.
So it's the last day. I'm going to have breakfast with Hellen Ellen and the Oracle Guru, pick up my last check, and turn in my badge. When I walk out the door I'll close that chapter. Then it's time for the Super Extended Chele Christmas Vacation™. Kinda like a hiatus. And then it'll be time for the next thing.
It'll be a super adventure. Ready? Go.
Ciao.
SO. My work desk now looks pretty generic. All of my personal stuff is sitting in the corner of my dining room. I think it can stay there until after the holidays.
I did the final few emails. I gave away the "in progress" folders. I made the next good bye/good luck rounds. Tomorrow I'm going to go to breakfast with my 2 work BFFs, then go in and drop off my badge.
I can't believe that's the way it ends. But then again, I didn't really have an idea in my head of how it would end.
Tonight I will FINALLY get to go back to splash class. And the new routine will begin.
It's all good. Ciao.
It's day 3. I'm still not going to be worried.
It kinda reminds me of a wake at work. People stopping by to pay their respects.. LOL. I sent one of those "goodbye and good luck" emails out this morning. I purposely tried to focus on the positive aspects. I guess some people thought that I was quitting instead of being let go. Then they'd ask me about it and I'd say "Nope! Laid off." and then they were even sadder. Oh dear.
I kept thinking it was Thursday, not Wednesday. Give me another week and I'll have no idea what day it is any more. Every day will just be known as "UNday".
There was hella snow on the deck when I got home this afternoon. The western house is up on the 3rd floor, so when I shovel I have to throw the snow over the railing down onto the ground. I was about 3/4 done when the new girl who just moved in on the first floor came out. I saw her parents moving her in yesterday (or else they have movers that look just like a mom and dad). She looked up and said "Can you not throw the snow on my lawn?"
............ what??
The rest of the conversation went like this:
Me: "Where do you suggest I throw it?"
Her:"Um, I don't know."
"You do realize that there's snow EVERYWHERE on the ground, right?"
"Yeah."
"You do realize that it's not YOUR lawn, right? You own your patio. Everyone owns the lawn."
"Oh."
"So. Well. Merry Christmas to you!"
"Yeah. Bye."
She's probably a rocket scientist. NASA just opened a branch here or something.
ANYWAY. We're letting the pizza man bring us dinner tonight. Life is good. Ciao, Bellas.
So I got the car thing all sorted out. She started right up, I went to the dealer and got a new battery (under $200) and headed in to the office. I did the quick walk around to see who was there and who was gone and what, exactly, I was up against. I wandered over to visit my friend Hellen Ellen.
Then my cell phone rang.
It was the big boss, and he said "I'm going to need you to step into Vicki's office to take this call." Vicki. She's the HR lady.
Well then.
"....not at all personal, strictly a business decision... appreciate all the hard work you've done... happy to write a recommendation... take as much time as you need... sign this letter by Friday....."
And that was that. 12 years, 9 months, 21 days. 668 weeks (rounded down), and now it's done. As of Friday, I won't work there anymore.
I didn't cry, or yell, or have any kind of meltdown. The HR lady cried. The big boss was all choked up on the phone.
I went back to my desk, grabbed my purse and headed out the door. I called ragazz' and said that I would meet him downtown for lunch. We sat at Eighth Street Grill and I had a Grain Belt (mmmm...beer...) and we made a toast to the next chapter.
I've started telling people.. my closest circle first, and the word is getting out there. To a person, everyone who has heard has had the same reaction: "NO! WTF?! Unbelievable!"
*I* ended up being the one doing the comforting. I just kept telling people "It's okay.. everything is going to be fine! Don't worry.".. Heh.
And I really do believe it's going to be fine. I'll land on my feet (in a pair of stylish pumps).
I'll miss a lot of the people there.. just like I miss the people who went through this whole process before me. They've survived. I will too.
I was fortunate in that I got some severance. So I'm going to take some chill time until after the holidays. Spend some time with my family and my friends, bake some cookies, take stock of life. Then I'll hit the pavement.
I have to go in to the office this morning and start packing up some stuff. I want to say goodbye to a few special friends. And then I'm gonna go to splash class tonight, provided that the last Snowmageddon of 'Aught Nine hasn't started yet.
It's the next chapter. It's not chemotherapy (which, truly, gives you a WHOLE new perspective on what's hard and what's not), it's not the end of the world. What's that song? "Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end."
Yeah. That.
So she's getting a new battery and (oh please God), she just needs to last for another 4 weeks.
That's all I've got so far. Ciao.
We ran around and looked at a million different cars, trucks and SUVs yesterday. We didn't drive any, because I kept changing my mind about what I wanted. And it was really coming down to how much I wanted to spend and when I wanted to spend it. Then after we really couldn't look any more we got into jammies and made hot cocoa with schnapps in it and drank that until we could no longer feel feelings (ha!). And White Christmas was on TV, and so my night was complete.
We slept in a little bit and started cleaning the house in preparation for the big party on Saturday. Then it was time to eat and run around and look at a few more cars, then we finally got back over towards the Western house so ragazz' could listen to Audrey. And it was then we realized.. hey.. not the starter. Not the solenoid. The BATTERY was starting to go. That's a whole different (and easier, and cheaper) thing. SO. Back to the Northern house to get jumper cables.. but let's stop and work out along the way. (Did I mention how proud I am of him? YAY!) THEN back out West and sure enough, she started right up with a jump.
We had to drive around a while to charge up the battery, so we looked at even MORE cars. Now there is a plan forming, and that is a good thing. The good news is, I can probably wait until after the first of the year to do any of this, so that is even better.
So things worked out okay in the end.
Tomorrow will be tricky, because I still want to go to the dealer and have them put in a new battery. I also have to return the rental car, get my conference call done, and then go to an alumnae dinner tomorrow night. I don't know the order in which this is all gonna get done, but it will get done somehow.
And also, I'm sort of dreading going in to work tomorrow, and facing all the changes (and more empty desks).
Ten more days of work, and then it's vacation.
Buona Sera.