Day 1064: Celebrations to be had
Feb. 17th, 2013 10:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nagi_schwarzThis week was, for the most part, pretty good for me. I had my birthday, which was celebrated with Supernatural Comics, cream cheese wontons, and hanging out with my husband. Cory - my coworker - and I went out for lunch together, which was pretty darn awesome. I spent plenty of days at work all cranky with a headache, because the weather has been insane, some days warm, some days freezing, which has led to zombie-threatening fog on the road near work. One day it was so thick that it seemed like the world ended at the fog, and if I drove through it, I'd either (a) drive off the edge of the world, (b) be set upon by zombie hordes, or (c) end up in Silent Hill. None of those options were appealing, but I had to get to work.
Work was busy, and I made some good progress on some of my heavier projects, but one of my coworkers took two days off to fix the new house he bought, which meant I got stuck with some of his tasks. This also meant all his calls were forwarded to me, and also that I had to deal with the stupid people he deals with most days. Sometimes he's super cranky, and I think I know why - because he has to answer stupid questions all day and remain polite and professional about it all. I was pretty darn annoyed when one woman I was dealing with (who was technically a coworker, not a client) would reply to my notes in the task by typing exactly the information I had sent to her, but adding a question mark at the end of it, like she didn't believe anything I was telling her. It was pretty frustrating. No, don't believe the girl with the JD who has thousands of hours of legal research behind her. Don't like what I wrote? Look for it yourself.
Grrrrr.
I made a list of weekly goals, and apart from one that ended up outside of my control, I got all of them done. It was awesome. Saturday was the best day ever, and it was because I got lots of stuff done. Got the laundry done, got the house cleaned, checked the mail, paid bills, mailed off the things I needed to mail, prepped my Sunday School lesson, baked cookies, worked on the baby blanket, learned two new origami models, managed to write scenes for some other stories I have on the back-burner, had a political debate with my father-in-law (who loves the Tea Party and is a nice man but his politics sometimes make me nervous), hung out with my husband, and generally had a good day. WIN. We had junk food, and good times.
Friday night we went out for the best Mexican food ever and also to see the new Die Hard movie, which was better than two and three but not as good as four, but was a good time all the same. The entire time I was watching it I was convinced that the guy playing Jack should have been Michael Rosenbaum. Cody and I had fun, and I really love that kid. So...we celebrated my birthday and Valentine's day a little late, maybe a little unconventionally, but it was good times.
I've taken to listening to old episodes of QI at work, mostly because I love Stephen Fry, but also because it makes me laugh, and also because I like to learn loads of useless trivia. On Friday, my coworker Cory decided to work from home, because you can do that, and Timothy was out of the office, so pretty much I didn't actually speak aloud to anyone all day. Combined with listening to hours of Stephen Fry, my American accent was broken when I got home. And Cody laughed at me. But it was fun. Daniel Radcliffe was surprisingly adorable on QI, and also fiercely smart. And then he got beheaded by Graham Norton, who was armed with a Guillotine. I'm sure any children who had stayed up late enough to watch were bawling their heads off at the sight.
I got to talk to my parents, which was nice, because it means they are both (a) Stateside and (b) safe. They went out to California for a family reunion on my mother's side of the family, but people were oddly absent due to illness or upset about my one Uncle attempting to Elliot Smith himself last weekend. What was both interesting and depressing was my mother and I both talking about dealing with people who've attempted to kill themselves. Not one of the best ways to be able to bond with a person.
Today we're hanging out with the in-laws for some belated cake and ice cream, so...here goes! Hope this week goes as well as the last one did. After all, I might have had random bouts of inexplicable misery, but all's well that ends well, and last week ended well.
Work was busy, and I made some good progress on some of my heavier projects, but one of my coworkers took two days off to fix the new house he bought, which meant I got stuck with some of his tasks. This also meant all his calls were forwarded to me, and also that I had to deal with the stupid people he deals with most days. Sometimes he's super cranky, and I think I know why - because he has to answer stupid questions all day and remain polite and professional about it all. I was pretty darn annoyed when one woman I was dealing with (who was technically a coworker, not a client) would reply to my notes in the task by typing exactly the information I had sent to her, but adding a question mark at the end of it, like she didn't believe anything I was telling her. It was pretty frustrating. No, don't believe the girl with the JD who has thousands of hours of legal research behind her. Don't like what I wrote? Look for it yourself.
Grrrrr.
I made a list of weekly goals, and apart from one that ended up outside of my control, I got all of them done. It was awesome. Saturday was the best day ever, and it was because I got lots of stuff done. Got the laundry done, got the house cleaned, checked the mail, paid bills, mailed off the things I needed to mail, prepped my Sunday School lesson, baked cookies, worked on the baby blanket, learned two new origami models, managed to write scenes for some other stories I have on the back-burner, had a political debate with my father-in-law (who loves the Tea Party and is a nice man but his politics sometimes make me nervous), hung out with my husband, and generally had a good day. WIN. We had junk food, and good times.
Friday night we went out for the best Mexican food ever and also to see the new Die Hard movie, which was better than two and three but not as good as four, but was a good time all the same. The entire time I was watching it I was convinced that the guy playing Jack should have been Michael Rosenbaum. Cody and I had fun, and I really love that kid. So...we celebrated my birthday and Valentine's day a little late, maybe a little unconventionally, but it was good times.
I've taken to listening to old episodes of QI at work, mostly because I love Stephen Fry, but also because it makes me laugh, and also because I like to learn loads of useless trivia. On Friday, my coworker Cory decided to work from home, because you can do that, and Timothy was out of the office, so pretty much I didn't actually speak aloud to anyone all day. Combined with listening to hours of Stephen Fry, my American accent was broken when I got home. And Cody laughed at me. But it was fun. Daniel Radcliffe was surprisingly adorable on QI, and also fiercely smart. And then he got beheaded by Graham Norton, who was armed with a Guillotine. I'm sure any children who had stayed up late enough to watch were bawling their heads off at the sight.
I got to talk to my parents, which was nice, because it means they are both (a) Stateside and (b) safe. They went out to California for a family reunion on my mother's side of the family, but people were oddly absent due to illness or upset about my one Uncle attempting to Elliot Smith himself last weekend. What was both interesting and depressing was my mother and I both talking about dealing with people who've attempted to kill themselves. Not one of the best ways to be able to bond with a person.
Today we're hanging out with the in-laws for some belated cake and ice cream, so...here goes! Hope this week goes as well as the last one did. After all, I might have had random bouts of inexplicable misery, but all's well that ends well, and last week ended well.
