Monthly Archives: May 2008

The Yard Sale

 
 
We survived.  Sold lots of stuff.  Stuff that didn’t sell is loaded in Hubby’s truck and he’ll take it to Goodwill on Tuesday.  We kept our promise of not bringing anything back in the house.  Well, I have to admit there were a couple of things that I decided I couldn’t part with just yet. 
 
Friday was the busiest day.  Saturday wasn’t too bad.  Sunday was very extremely slow.  We probably would have been better off to have a one day sale.  
 
The weather was pretty chilly most of the time.  This afternoon was the first time I was not wearing a sweatshirt.  But at least it didn’t rain.
 
When having a yard sale, never under estimate the power of a cute puppy on the porch to get people to stop.  Luci really turned on the charm.
 
I thought Hubby and I would get on each other’s nerves over the weekend.  So far that hasn’t happened.  Surprise.  Surprise!!
 
My feet hurt.  My legs hurt.  My bottom hurts (fromsitting on cold concrete steps).  
 
Did I mention that I hate yard sales??

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Today’s Events – Take 2

 
I had an entry all typed and ready to post.  Hit the Publish Entry link and got the dreaded . . . . "the service is temporarily unavailable" message.  Which means the entry is gone with the wind . . . never to be seen again. 
 
Curse and swear.  Curse and swear.  Curse and swear.  Log off and go eat supper.  
 
It’s been a really long day. 
 
Today was the first day of The Yard Sale,  Now I remember why I hate having a yard sale.  It was fairly successful.  Sold lots of stuff, but we have a lot more to sell.  Anything not sold by the end of the day on Sunday is being donated to charity.  Hubby and I have an agreement that none of the stuff is coming back into the house.  Weather didn’t totally cooperate.  It was mostly overcast today and slightly chilly.  I spent the day freezing.  Who would think we would be wearing sweatshirts on Memroial Day Weekend.  The dogs were busy checking out the customers.  Luci wanted to visit because she thought her adoring public had come to see her.  Blacky didn’t understand why all the strange people where in his yard. 
 
One funny highlight that I have to share.  Hubby and I were amazed at the number of drive by viewings we had today.  People would drive up to the house, slow down to look at what we had for sale, and then drive away if they didn’t see anything that interested them.  The only thing we could figure was there were so many yard sales today in our Little Town that they didn’t want to waste time if we didn’t have anything good.  Every time it happened, Hubby and I would laugh ourselves silly.  
 
We were so tired after we finished for the day that the whole family – Hubby, me, Blacky, and Luci – all took naps before supper.  
 
One day down . . . two days left of the sale.  Then Monday is a day of rest. 

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Want Some Cheese With That Whine?

 
I hate my job.  I rarely write about my job, but I’m so frustrated right now that I have to get this out of my system.  
 
Okay, maybe hate is too strong of a word.  Maybe it’s just frustration.  Maybe it’s just that I’m swamped and I don’t see any hope of it getting any better.  Maybe this job just isn’t the right fit for me. 
 

Last year when I took the job, I realized that I was going to have to learn a lot of new things and I adapted pretty well, I thought, to all the challenges.  I also realized that I was going to have to learn how to live in Cubicle Land after being in a small office environment.  Turns out that Cubicle Land is just as awful as I remembered it.  I was at the Little Law Firm for 5 years so my office politics skills got a little rusty.  I’ve always been a "if you think it, say it" kind of a person.  But I can’t quite do that anymore.  I have to think before I blurt something out.  I’m not a manager, but I work closely with the owners and sometimes my co-workers think I have the inside scoop on what’s going on in the office.  I have to be careful that one of my glib comments isn’t taken as a Gospel truth and spread all over the office.  Sometimes I feel like I have to be a Stepford Admin – perfect all the time and setting a good example for all the others.  Smile all the time.  Answer with "Yes, I can do that." when I have no idea how I’m going to pull it off.  Always have the answer to every situation and never make a mistake.  Never let them see you sweat. 
 
Frankly it’s a bunch of BS.  I’m not perfect.  I’m human.  I make mistakes.  I am only one person and I can only do so many things at a time.  Right now I feel like all I’m doing is putting out fires.  I don’t have time to plan for projects.  I don’t have time to think about future events.  We are moving the office in a little more than 30 days and it seems like every day I have some new task added to an already overloaded To Do list.  It’s hard enough wading through all the normal stuff without having to deal with all the move things, too.  I keep thinking that it will get better once the move is over, but the list just keeps growing. 
 
Add to the "I hate my job" issue the 45 minute commute.  That’s 45 minutes from the time I leave the house until I get to my desk.  And that’s if there aren’t any traffic problems.  I have always disliked the drive, but I was willing to do it when I worked at the Little Law Firm because I loved the job.  Now that I have moved to Large Insurance Company, I’m not so happy with the drive.  It’s an hour and a half of my day spent in the car.  Yes, I have the XM Radio to keep me company, and right now that’s the only highlight to my day. 
 
Add to mix that gas jumped to $4 a gallon here today.  Yikes.  Thankfully the Dog Mobile gets good gas mileage, but still.  It just doesn’t seem worth it to drag my butt out of bed, drive 45 minutes one way, spending $4 a gallon for gas to go to a job that I hate . . . or really intensely dislike.  Hubby’s been listening to me rant about this all week . . . and he’s being wonderfully supportive.  He’s the one that I spend the weekend thinking about what I really want to do.  
 
Now that I know what the problem is . . . maybe I can figure out how to fix it . . .

 
  

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Scenes From A Small Town Saturday

 
Hubby and I are working on getting the yard sale stuff organized.  We’ve cleaned out the closets, the basement, the den.  All the stuff that we’ve had packed away in boxes and haven’t used since we moved into this house 17 years ago is fair game.  Unless it’s something that we have a special personal attachment to.  Like his model cars or his stamp collection. Or my cow collection or my cross stitch stuff.  He’s twanging on my last nerve and I’m sure I’m twanging on his.  He keeps reminding me that I missed him when he went to Canada last week.  The yard sale isn’t until next week.  I remember now why I hate yard sales.  This time I promise not to forget. 
 
Prom season is in full swing here in My Little Town.  At Mass last night I saw an amazing sight.  Two wonderful young men attended Saturday Evening Mass in their tuxedos before they went to prom.  Considering that the dress code for this particular Mass is more casual, it was a real treat to see these young men in their beautiful black tuxedoes.  By the way, their ties and vests were a nice cream color.  Very classy.  
 
Every May, the weekend before Memorial Day, the Rotary Club in My Little Town sponsors a Mini Grand Prix race.  They block off downtown and they have races in these cool little race cars.  It seems like a lot of fun for the participants and the spectators.  It makes life a little difficult for everyone else in town when they block off all the streets in the downtown area.  Getting from Point A to Point B can be almost impossible.  Add to that an Impatient Hubby that is trying to drive through town to get to the Mega Office Supply Store to get supplies for The Yard Sale.  This is part of the reason that Hubby and I were snipping at each other yesterday. 
 
The weather here yesterday was sunny and warm with temps in the low 70’s.  We had the front and back door open and a few of the windows.  Blacky and Luci love looking out the windows and doors to watch the world go by.  At one point yesterday morning, I heard Blacky growling and barking at something out the front door.  Normally, it’s just somebody walking down the street or a stray dog wandering through the neighborhood.  But this was a growl that I hadn’t heard before.  I went to the front door to see what was causing the ruckus.  It was a groundhog.  In. Our. Front. Yard.  I live in the city – true a small city, but still I’m in the city limits – and there was a groundhog in my front yard.  Not to be outdone, though, Miss Luci discovered a possum in the back yard later in the afternoon.  Oh, dear. Perhaps My Little Town is smaller than I think it is. 
 
Remember the scarf I made in my knitting class?  Well, I finally finished it.  It took so long because I had some tension problems and some stitch count problems.  I finally got it done and it looked good.  I washed it yesterday.  That’s when I discovered that I had dropped a stitch somewhere and the thing had a big hole in the middle of it.  Curse and swear.  Curse and swear.  This silly scarf is going to be the death of me yet.  So I have to tear it apart and start all over.  
 
It’s been a rather interesting weekend . . .
 
 

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Tag, You’re It

A little while ago, Susan from Life In A Box  tagged me to disclose six quirky things about me.  I really meant to do this when she tagged me, but life got in the way and I never finished the blog.  I’ve finally finished this list so here we go:
 
Rules of the Game
Link the person who tagged you.
Mention the rules in your blog.
Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours.
Tag 6 fellow bloggers by linking them.
Leave comments with each person you tag making them painfully aware that you have tagged them. 
 
  1. At work, I have to open Outlook first,  if it’s not the first thing in my task bar, I will close all the programs and reopen them so that Outlook is next to the START button.
  2. I can only wear Levi’s 550 jeans boot cut relaxed fit jeans.  Yes, they’re guy jeans.  I take after my Dad’s side of the family and I have no girlie shape .  Levis are the only jeans that fit me right.  Believe me I’ve tried.  I was in high school during the Calvin Klein, Jordache, Gloria Vanderbilt jean era and I could never find a pair to fit me.  
  3. When I go shopping at my regular places (grocery, Wal-Mart, local mall) I always park in the same general area.  Not that I’m suffering from a serious case of OCD, it’s easier for me to find the car.
  4. I have a 100 page rule for any book that I’m reading.  If I can’t get interested in it by the 100th page, I stop reading the book.  Life’s too short to force yourself to finish a book you don’t like. 
  5. Shopping carts MUST be returned to the cart corral.  I ALWAYS return my cart when I’m done with it.  I’ve even been known to return stray carts to the cart corral if I see them lost and forlorn in the parking lot.  Drives Hubby CRAZY that I do this.  
  6. When I’m grocery shopping, I have to go down every aisle – even if I don’t need anything in that aisle.  If I accidently skip an aisle, I’ll go back to that aisle so that I can continue in my regular pattern. 
Yea, all of the above items are truly quirks of my personality.  I’m supposed to tag six people for this . . . but almost everyone I know has already done this.  So feel free to play along!  

BTW – Hubby made it home safe and sound from the bowling tournament.  He even brought me a present!  

PS – Happy Mother’s Day!!

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Weekend To Do List

 
It’s Saturday morning and I’m working staring at a rather long "To Do" List.  Yikes!  I thought I could leave those things behind when I left the office last night.  But, alas, I have a lot of Domestic Goddess tasks to get done.  Added to the list this time is Cutting the Grass.  That’s typically a Hubby task but he’s out of town at a bowling tournament and I’m enjoying a Single Girl’s Weekend.  I have to admit that it’s a little strange to be by myself (with the puppies!) for an extended period of time.  I think this is the first time in seven or eight years that we’ve been apart overnight.  I normally go with him to these tournaments, but since this is Mother’s Day Weekend, I didn’t feel right not being home to visit Mom.  But that’s a blog for another day. 
 
(Long story short – My Mom was cool with the idea of me being gone and even encouraged me to go.  However, MIL is less than thrilled that Hubby is gone and we’re dealing with that.  I’ll blog about that later.)
 
So, I’m off to run some errands this morning.  Buy Mother’s Day gifts.  Buy a gift for my 9 year old nephew’s birthday party tomorrow.  Clean the house.  Go to Mass.  Cut the grass – as soon as the yard drys out.  It’s been raining the last couple of days.  Go to the bank.  Side trip to the grocery.
 
At least the rain has stopped and the sun is shining.  Oh, and I’ve got a vacation day on Monday . . . Whoo hoo!!

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What Day Is It?

 
I am a creature of habit.  I do the same things in the same order every week.  Monday, Wednesday, and Sunday are Hubby’s bowling nights during the fall/winter.  I visit my Mom on the first and third Tuesday of the month.  Nail night is every other Wednesday.  Trash night is Wednesday.  Grocery night is Thursday.  Hubby gets paid on Thursday and I get paid every other Friday.  I go to 4 p.m. Saturday Mass.  Friday is Fast Food Night with Hubby.  I call my Mom every Sunday night at 8 p.m.  Every night that it’s not raining, I take Blacky and Luci for a walk.  I like knowing what’s going to happen when.  
 
The problem is that Hubby’s winter bowling season ended a week ago . . . and summer bowling starts in one week.  Instead of him being gone three nights a week, he’s been home every night.  My entire schedule has been disrupted.  Don’t get me wrong – it’s nice having him around.  I’ve been cooking regular meals instead of eating TV dinners or fast food.  We’re spending lovely evenings together on the deck or in the back yard with the puppies.  Since my schedule has been disrupted, I have no concept of time and I have no idea what day it is anymore. 
 
The problem all started about a year ago when I had my hysterectomy.  Suddenly the one thing that happened every month since I was 13 didn’t happen anymore and it seemed like the entire summer was one big blur.  I know it’s weird to use that as a way to mark time, but I did.  That’s when I realized I needed to develop a regular routine so that I could keep track of time.  And to make sure that I didn’t let life just zip past me at 100 mph.  
 
Everything worked out well through the fall and the winter.  But when Hubby’s bowling season ended last week, I lost my frame of reference and I’m all out of whack again.  Add a re-scheduled nail appointment and Hubby being home all week and I’m completely confused.  
 
So since the day after my nail appointment is grocery day . . . which means that I’m thinking I should be at the grocery store tonight.  But Pay Day isn’t until tomorrow so I have to wait another day.  And Trash Night is the same as Nail Night so I thought we needed to take the trash cans to the curb last night – and I completely forgot about it until a minute ago when Hubby mentioned it.  And because I’m all goofed up on what day it is, I missed the results show of "Dancing With The Stars" last night. 
 
And as soon as I get used to this new schedule, bowling season will start again and I’ll be all out of whack again . . . 
 

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