Long anticipated RL update
Mar. 4th, 2004 11:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
muck_a_luckAnd it will come as a surprise to no one that I have no idea how much sugar I just put in the tea...
Moving on...
It has been a strange week.
First, took Monday off because of the weird vertigo I was having. I believe it was either pressure on my inner ear from drainage from the very odd head cold I seem to have, or possibly a reaction to the NyQuil I took Sunday night. Taking a day off always makes the work week seem off kilter. Everything seems to be running by too fast.
Today is the first day all week that I have had no nausea. The Cellmate thinks the nausea could also have been due to inner ear pressure.
Have been staying up much too late, because![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
uisgich has been off her leash and staying up 'til 4am her time to chat and tag. It was a joy, but not so good for me, in my already not quite well state. On the other hand, am excited and proud to say that I hosted my first chat room last night, inviting EK and Uisgich for cake and Sharpe with yougurt and honey. *snortle*
I am so crushed about my desk at work. Friday, when I left, I declared to The Cellmate that soon my desk would be clear! I would be current! All would fear me! My desk was so beautiful on Friday.
Pride goeth before the fall. I got started on the bookkeeping and billing yesterday, and finished it up today with a sizeable R to O transfer. Also, reconciled all three accounts. At noon today my desk was not visible under the paper and files. It was a little better when I left this afternoon, but plan to spend tomorrow digging out, and will return to finalizing the billing early next week. The Good Lord knows when I will get to experiment with WebPosition, which I bought, what, three weeks ago, now?
And to top it off, when I told the Cellmate that there was no danger of her having to fear me anytime soon, she just said, "I don't fear you," very blase and casual. I was quite indignant! Plus, she called my "You little smarty butt!" today! *What* are things coming to around the office?!
Ah, and was attacked by the W32.Netsky.C@mm virus. Dammit. I have been getting random e-mails from all over the place for the last three days saying that I have tried to do this and that and my e-mail was returned. Stupid virus has hijacked me and is using me as a bogus return address. Dammit.
However, got the best news we've had in months today. The Husband got converted from temp to perm at his job. It is still contingent on the duration of the project, so he is very, very "at will" as they say. However, it means health benefits, paid vacation, paid sick leave, and a real resume item, in addition to a small raise. And even over this, though I managed to have weirdness, because they found out today at a hastily called surprise meeting. In my anxiety over job security, I had this horrible, uncontrollable dread that it was going to be some sort of mass firing. When he told me that he'd been converted, I actually cried in relief.
Finally, in an anticlimatic finish to the day, I tackled the two laundry baskets full of paper that have been migrating about the apartment for the last month or so. Packed away The Small Boy's art that had sentimental value. Trashed the rest of his art and schoolwork, separated out the few items that belonged to me that need to be addressed, and in the process discovered the USAA dividend, which we received in December, but never opened (ack!). I still have one laundry basket of stuff to deal with, but it is not full and can be resolved when I have access to the bedrooms again (the boys are asleep.) While emptying the laundry baskets, watched Sword. As is almost always the case after slobbering over Richard for two hours, I end up feeling scowly and wondering why they aren't *better.* And I miss Hogan. Sharpe and Beanie, and for that matter most of the Chosen Men are really wasted on these scriptwriters and filmmakers. Stupid Sharpe. But I'm so addicted. I think I need help!
Uisgich is no help. She just IM's me in the middle of the work day with horrible suggestions that make me lose files then forget what I wanted them for anyway. Stupid Uisgich.
I'm sure there's plenty more to report, but time for bed.
Well, almost. EK just appeared. I forsee another lame IM post...
Moving on...
It has been a strange week.
First, took Monday off because of the weird vertigo I was having. I believe it was either pressure on my inner ear from drainage from the very odd head cold I seem to have, or possibly a reaction to the NyQuil I took Sunday night. Taking a day off always makes the work week seem off kilter. Everything seems to be running by too fast.
Today is the first day all week that I have had no nausea. The Cellmate thinks the nausea could also have been due to inner ear pressure.
Have been staying up much too late, because
uisgich has been off her leash and staying up 'til 4am her time to chat and tag. It was a joy, but not so good for me, in my already not quite well state. On the other hand, am excited and proud to say that I hosted my first chat room last night, inviting EK and Uisgich for cake and Sharpe with yougurt and honey. *snortle*I am so crushed about my desk at work. Friday, when I left, I declared to The Cellmate that soon my desk would be clear! I would be current! All would fear me! My desk was so beautiful on Friday.
Pride goeth before the fall. I got started on the bookkeeping and billing yesterday, and finished it up today with a sizeable R to O transfer. Also, reconciled all three accounts. At noon today my desk was not visible under the paper and files. It was a little better when I left this afternoon, but plan to spend tomorrow digging out, and will return to finalizing the billing early next week. The Good Lord knows when I will get to experiment with WebPosition, which I bought, what, three weeks ago, now?
And to top it off, when I told the Cellmate that there was no danger of her having to fear me anytime soon, she just said, "I don't fear you," very blase and casual. I was quite indignant! Plus, she called my "You little smarty butt!" today! *What* are things coming to around the office?!
Ah, and was attacked by the W32.Netsky.C@mm virus. Dammit. I have been getting random e-mails from all over the place for the last three days saying that I have tried to do this and that and my e-mail was returned. Stupid virus has hijacked me and is using me as a bogus return address. Dammit.
However, got the best news we've had in months today. The Husband got converted from temp to perm at his job. It is still contingent on the duration of the project, so he is very, very "at will" as they say. However, it means health benefits, paid vacation, paid sick leave, and a real resume item, in addition to a small raise. And even over this, though I managed to have weirdness, because they found out today at a hastily called surprise meeting. In my anxiety over job security, I had this horrible, uncontrollable dread that it was going to be some sort of mass firing. When he told me that he'd been converted, I actually cried in relief.
Finally, in an anticlimatic finish to the day, I tackled the two laundry baskets full of paper that have been migrating about the apartment for the last month or so. Packed away The Small Boy's art that had sentimental value. Trashed the rest of his art and schoolwork, separated out the few items that belonged to me that need to be addressed, and in the process discovered the USAA dividend, which we received in December, but never opened (ack!). I still have one laundry basket of stuff to deal with, but it is not full and can be resolved when I have access to the bedrooms again (the boys are asleep.) While emptying the laundry baskets, watched Sword. As is almost always the case after slobbering over Richard for two hours, I end up feeling scowly and wondering why they aren't *better.* And I miss Hogan. Sharpe and Beanie, and for that matter most of the Chosen Men are really wasted on these scriptwriters and filmmakers. Stupid Sharpe. But I'm so addicted. I think I need help!
Uisgich is no help. She just IM's me in the middle of the work day with horrible suggestions that make me lose files then forget what I wanted them for anyway. Stupid Uisgich.
I'm sure there's plenty more to report, but time for bed.
Well, almost. EK just appeared. I forsee another lame IM post...
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Date: 2004-03-08 05:28 am (UTC)Honey! I didn't know you were so worried about that! *hugs you tight*
If it was in my power, Sharpe would be standing with his arms round you right now, being all flustered over a woman in tears.
And ya didn't tell me you had a cold, either, I thought it was Chinese food poisoning, stomach virus! Next time, you will be sent to bed, instead of staying up to play when you're not well.
Oh God, I'm channelling my Mom! Help!
It was good fun though! My first successful time in a chat thingy, too! Must pop round to EK's later and say Hi.
SM is being funny about the internet thing again, but honestly can't be bothered to go into detail, cos it's just a rehash of all that has gone before - I've never known him be so clingy!
Oh, and open that AIM chat up from last week, if you like, I don't think there's anything that anyone else could take offence at!
Maybe see you later on AIM? SM is going out for the rest of the day and evening at 2.30pm my time, so I'll sign on then.
*hugs*
L