Drama, drama, drama

Hey, Fish, I've interviewed two of your ex-co-workers in the last two weeks! One of them was named Katheryn and was the center director.... and I'm afraid I've forgotten the other lady's name. Katheryn says hello. As for me moving to Portland.... well.... we'll have to see what happens, but as you know, it's not in my immediate plans. Even for you, my handsome, dashing, and debonair dear friend!! All those people!!! Ack! Oh, and please accept my public apology for not calling you back when you were in town. My only feeble excuse is that I had houseguests and forgot until Sunday night. Forgive me?

Moo has given me a slight reprieve ("They said it wouldn't be for a while..." Can I get a date, please??) and our household is still intact. Well, Moo is in Visalia (oh yeah, the PIQ actually isn't in PA, but I trust my brother to remember what good friends they used to be) and we have the addition of Chels (Nan's sister) and we had Melodie all week and are about to get Jake and Laura for a night.... but otherwise the household is the same as always!! We now have three, no, four, houseplants. I bought a lovely outside salad mix, but apparently someone else thinks it's tasty, too, and tossed a few leaves around on the patio. Mum says it's probably cats. I say Matt needed a midnight snack.

Lest we think that my life has calmed down since the last major incident, I bring you news of yet another potential change. I may be looking for a new job soon. I have come to the realization that I am not particularly brilliant at my job, and while in other positions this may not be a huge problem, in this one, I can do great things like lose accounts. Now, what this means is, I feel horrifically guilty about the fact that I'm not producing the results that my company needs, and I'm sure my company isn't too thrilled about it either. I also really dislike the fact that I don't feel competent at what I'm doing. It's not like I can study more and get better at this... well, in a way, I guess I can, but I can't change the essential fact that I don't have the drive they really need. I also don't feel like taking on the weight of the responsibilities I would have come the summer. Like being on call 24/6. I would also like to be able to plan things like vacations during the summer; even taking a half-day isn't really feasible in the position I'm currently in. Does this mean I'm lazy? It does, doesn't it...... great, now I'm going to go feel bad about myself... at least until Jake and Laura call and I go get pizza for dinner. So, yeah, I realize this is rambling and incoherent, but ARGH!!! I don't want this to turn into another whinefest and woe is I! Me. I never did figure out which was right. Anyway, I will cease and desist before this becomes even more ridiculous. Good night all, and may you all have a glorious weekend!!

As the world turns....

Ahhhh, the many changes of life. The weather here has been just great, with days of warm sunshine punctuated with gloriously glowering rain. Brinicio and I went to the Grange Co-op and bought some plants; she bought chives, cilantro and mint, and I got a salad mix and some pansies. My boss went and bought a hothouse last week, so I'm thinking I might go get me some of them there seeds and sneak some starts of something in.... not that I really have anywhere to plant them. I have to admit that I'm planning my future house-that-I-own and mostly the trees and plants around it. There's a book called Tasha Tudor's Garden that absolutely captivates me specifically because of the gardens that surround the house.

So, the first line of my post refers to the fact that my brother, dear sweet Moo, has been promoted to manager-in-training with Winco! Kudos to Moo!! Unfortunately, this means that my darling co-lease-signing brother is moving to Portland about five months before our leases actually run out. I think he gets to call our landlord on this one. I have no idea who on earth we're going to get to move in with us, but I know we're going to have to find someone fairly soon!! This does, however, leave the master bedroom open. *strokes chin hairs*

It also refers to the fact that we've hired a new recruiting manager at my office. He's 24, tall, blond, and a salesman. "Whoo hoo, Mindy!" you may be thinking, but there is a caveat. I seem to have a bit of a gift for parts of my job. One aspect is that I can sense salesmen. How, you may wonder? They annoy me, I tell you. And I was told to specifically look for a saleman kind of attitude for this position. *sighs* I'm hoping that it'll all be okay, and I'm sure it will be, but it's just kind of funny that my "gift" has the potential for such internal ookiness. Don't get me wrong, I have some friends who are salesmen, but when I'm in a business situation with one, well, they can't help it, the poor dears, they ooooooze that let-me-help-you-ma'am-I'm-sure-we-can-make-a-deal grease. Hmmm, I hope no one from work ever figures out who this is.....

Oh, and in the "Great Ironies of Life" category, Moo, in keeping with his status as Excellent Winco Employee, is being sent to help open one of the newest stores next weekend. All travel and lodging expenses paid for eight days. Sounds all legit and everything, right? No irony anywhere, right? Just the reward of the hardworking and well-deserving, right? He's going to Visalia, California, zip code 93291, the place where yours truly was attempting to move exactly a year ago. Ohhhhhhh, the irony of it all!!!!!!! *laughs* Matt has been throwing around threats ever since he found out he was going, but it looks like The Person In Question will be in Pennsylvania, so Moo will have to content himself with breathing angry murmurings under his breath.

Lessee, I think that's all my fun, fascinating, and entertaining news for the day. Who knows, if you're all reaaaaally lucky, maybe someday I'll start blogging about the stuff that happens at work. *rolls eyes* Or not. I wouldn't want to make you too cynical about humanity.