In a Hurry

Got to run to work
Hope to hell this works.

Iroc's Puzzle is finished (for my part).

I Hate Filing

Oh, I'll do it, but I really hate it. I don't mind the alphabetizing bit, but why the hell do filing cabinet manufacturers make bottom drawers? I'm too old and my knees just don't want to deal with those anymore.

I get down ok, but.... some days I wonder if I'm gonna just end up stuck down there, permanently. "Hey, Mouse - file this while you're down there, mkay?"

On a happier note - By the end of this week, I should have a picture to post up of the top of "Iroc's Puzzle". Yesterday I finished making all the small squares, and spent an hour or so fiddling with them for placement. Tonite I'll put the strips together and finish all but the outter borders, I suppose. Then I want to get the borders on quickly so I can finish Leandra's son's quilt top (2 squares left to do...) and hopefully get the whole lot into the mail by next weekend or earlier.

Earlier would be awesome.

I got a new coffeemaker this weekend. The old one finally breathed it's last. Orthodox funeral, full rites observed. The new one has a brew-strength feature, and has an ANALOG clock, of all things!! How amazing. Bright green light-up clock thingy on the nose of it. But the coffee it makes is pretty good - especially since I got a PuR filter for the faucet, and now have chlorine-free water to make the coffee with. (Our local water is like drinking out of a swimming pool some days!)

I guess I'm easily amused.

A Full Tummy is a Happy Tummy

Went to the pharmacy in Costco last nite and got refills on all the meds. Yay for my Dr. Boo for my insurance!

So of course, it is Costco, and I simply must go and get a big bag of "Tyson's Jumbo Wings o' Fire" - for those unacquainted, these are, without question, the best damn hot chicken wings I've ever had, bar none. The sauce has an unmistakable tang of jalapeno, and they're all the "drumette" part of the wings, none of those slimy, slidy little spaceship-shaped bits. They're big and meaty and just wonderful.

Also got a large "party platter" of fake sushi. (fully cooked - so it's not REAL sushi). Ok, not exactly a "health food" evening, but..mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm good!

Too hot upstairs to play around on the computer, however. It cools down nice at night, but it's been miserable hot and humid during the sunlit hours. Last nite I just fell asleep on the sofa watching Pirates of the Caribbean.

Hopefully tonight I can get into some more WoW gaming and maybe even... *gasp* do some laundry... *grin*

The lady from the Credit Union is ... too perky. I just wanted information,not a propaganda demonstration. I will probably join up if only to have a savings account again since banks are horrible things for those of late. Also might could help if I ever decide to try and get a loan to finance remodelling the upstairs bathroom.

Hmmm
Speaking of banks, I should call and make an appt. to go talk about my IRA....

Damnit - being a grownup has too many things to think about.

Hot Flashes?

Or is it too much caffeine?

I took my meds today, so it shouldn't be that.

It's suddenly SO hot in this air-conditioned office. My face is wet with "glow" (horses sweat, men perspire, women "glow"). I feel light-headed and really want to pass out badly. No chest pains.

I wish our insurance was worth the paper it's written on - I'd like to see a Dr., but I'm afraid to even TRY to work thru that insurance company. Too much red tape.

Shrub-boy is here in Illinois. Damn shame that grenade didn't detonate a few weeks ago. Gas is over $2.50 a gallon, and the republicans here are complaining. I laugh and tell them "you voted it in - you deal with it!"

I'm grumpy. No appetite. I think I'm sick.
bleh.

Happiness is Small Things

Dad called last nite. It was nice to talk to him, but dealing with Mom is getting him down. It tells in his voice.

I'm almost 1/2 done with piecing the Iroc's Puzzle quilt top. I should be further along, but I'm not. *shrug*

Tom made Jason give me ALL of the A/P backlog stuff. FINALLY. Now I have a ton of work to do, but I do at least have the wherewithall to do it. Without the proper tools, one cannot do a quality job.

I weeded in the garden some. The weeds are grand and glorious - the deliberate plants are looking peaked. Drought favors weeds, I guess. At least the tomato plant is flourishing. The daisies look good - I suspect they will come back in a big way next year, which is a happy thought.

Lea is happy, I sent her that stupid NwN temple I built then had to re-build because everyone involved had deleted it from their hard-drives. I told her this is the last version, and I'm deleting it tonite!

I went to Omega for lunch/dinner last nite too. It was lovely. Nice roast beef sandwich and chicken soup. Hot food without having to cook it, served in air-conditioned comfort! I just wish the servers wouldn't rush ya thru your meal so much!

Well, off to iron more lil' pieces of fabric, then work. Maybe I can find some more small happinesses today. I want to look for them. I think I'm tired of anxiety.

Now if I can just figure out how to lose it!

Why do the good weekends end?

This was a nice one. The weather was tolerable, I was "productive" (got quite a bit of quilt work done, cleanded up the kitchen, went to PetCo, weeded in the garden, Did some laundry... )and in general, it was "nice".

Got to play some WoW and went hunting with my most favorite other player (Yes, you, Melichor!). Made steaks out on the BBQ and life was good.

Now this morning, I smell wet burnt wood in the air outside. Not from my bbq - it was nicely "out" before I went to bed. I hope this doesn't mean someone else had a fire!

So back to work. *sigh* But with a nice thought of how lovely the house is looking and how much fun I had. This weekend could have had a few extra days...

Cash Prizes and Hypertension

Ok, I got the surprise of my life the other day at work, got called in for my "review" (Goddess, I hate those) and was given not only a nice healthy raise, but a performance bonus as well.

Oh, nothing so huge as to warrant remodeling my bathroom - but a nice chunk of change, nonetheless.

Which is wonderful. What is weird is that I was told I was too much of a perfectionist (you know, MBA201: Don't just tell them they're good - find faults for them to "correct"). Ok, fine. I'm a perfectionist. The bank statement has to balance TO THE PENNY every month or I'm tearing out my hair.... true.

But I'm an accountant!! Wouldn't you think that accuracy and precision would be ... oh... a DEFINING ATTRIBUTE of an accountant? Like, you don't really want me to give you a financial statement that says "I think we have something in the ballpark of $97,000.00 in the bank, give or take a few 1000....", would you?

So I'm having trouble with the other guy in the accounting dept. He seems to think that deep-sixing any problems is the way to deal with them. Unfortunately, I'm finding there are a LOT of unresolved problems, and he's hiding the paperwork on them.

So I go to the VP and ask if he can suggest a way (other than bluntly telling the kid he is a farking dweeb and fork over the paperwork, asshat) to help out with the situation. And the VP tells me "we just showed you how much we want you to stay - can't you believe us?"

I just got a bonus. They never ever give bonuses. This is unprecedented - and MY first thought is "I have to work harder to prove I deserve this" - and he's telling me to "relax" and "take it easy"??????

No wonder I have high blood pressure.....

*sigh*

OWIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rotary cutters and fingers are NOT a good combination.

Fortunately, the fingertip in question is not as badly mutilated as I first thought, although my bathroom floor is still a biohazard (some blood dripped, but I'm not going to go slopping around with a mop and rags and stuff until this weekend.

The amazing thing is that I did not bleed all over the rest of the house or onto the fabric I was cutting. *smile*

No, no stitches - it's only about 1/4" long - just DEEP. Still hurts some, and bled like crazy on Sunday night when I did it.

Boys and girls - DO NOT try this at home!!

Dinner in the Heat

It's so hot

I did take myself to dinner at the Dysfunctional Denny's. Uneventful, actually, although the monotone waiter was a new twist.

Couldn't sleep last nite - too hot and... I sliced my left forefingertip open with a rotary cutter yesterday and it would start to throb every time I dozed off.

I'm going to be unpleasant at work today, methinks.

*sigh*

Decaf, Tom? Hell no!!!

Birthdays Suck

Really they do.

I actually checked my farking telephone yesterday to make sure there was a dial tone. Nothing from Mom & Dad ... ok, nothing from Dad.. Mom probably doesn't remember I exist. Nothing from Paul - but then, figure the asshat was in town, no more than 1/2 hour drive from my house and didn't bother to even call and ask if I wanted to meet for coffee or something....

Manda... Well....

*sigh*

I got some "happy b/day's" from guildmates in WoW after I mentioned today was the day (no way they could have known) - but really the only person who remembered and was kindly was, of all people, Tom - my boss. He sent me the most sweet little e-mail.

Damn shame he's married and we have NOTHING in common....

*rolls eyes*

Ah well. It's hot up here again and I need to get down and into the dark cool of the livingroom and do some more sewing, I think. Perhaps today is the day I finish what I said I wanted to.

Perhaps.

Or maybe I'll go out and have a nice dinner and stop for ice cream on the way back.

chocolate.
or.... maybe chocolate AND cookie-dough...

*nods*