In less than 24 hours I should be in San Francisco. I. Can't. Wait.
I've been spending today doing laundry and packing. I was going to get my hair cut and my eyebrows waxed but given how that's gone for me recently, maybe not. :)
I have a fear that I'm going to forget something terribly important. Like, right now, I keep thinking about packing my toothpaste. I bought a special one to take with me. By the time I'm done with this post, I guarantee I will have forgotten about packing it.
Now I'm thinking about my cell phone charger. Something else that definitely needs to go and I hope I don't forget.
Something else just came to mind and I've already forgotten what it was. Hopefully it will come back to me at some point.
A friend loaned (but said I could have if I liked it) me her luggage to take with me (unfortunate incident with the zipper on mine at Christmas). It's not quite as big as mine but I'm flying Southwest and I can check two pieces of luggage and carry on two pieces of luggage and you know what - I am. By the way, is it tacky that it doesn't all match (hers all matches and mine all matches - it's just that I'm bringing one of mine to compensate for all I'm bringing)?
The dogs have all been blissfully calm today - hardly gone out at all, which is a bit troublesome for me.
Anyway, I've printed out my boarding pass (20 minutes after I could and I ended up with number 51!!!), B&B reservation confirmation, shuttle bus confirmations, workshop schedules and the corresponding workshop printouts (for those I think I'd like to attend), phone lists - I think that's it for printing.
I'm taking my backlog (assuming I pack them) of People magazines to read on the plane so that I can, uh, pass them on to my friend when I'm done. :)
I'm (assuming it will fit in something I'm taking) packing one of those little thingies (technical name here) that you load things on, strap it down and wheel it around as if it's light as a feather (for hauling books to the post office for shipping).
Now, tell me, what am I forgetting to do and/or pack?
Oh, I remember something I was going to ask...I have a digital camera but it's not one that has a stick with it. It only holds so many pictures, period - and it's not going to be enough, I guarantee you. Should I take it and/or get disposables when I arrive?
Friday, July 25, 2008
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Fill in the blanks
I went to a training session today. It was the first half of an Administrative Excellence course (I took the second half last month). I'll start by saying that I really don't know what it had to do with Admin training but both sections were fun.
Anyway, we did a little exercise today where we had to fill in the blanks with something other than the standard cliches you'd expect. Something that would lighten things up and express your humor. The example given was:
He looked like something the cat refused to drag in!
Okay, with that in mind, I'm going to post the sentences here and I'd love to see your offerings in the comments - and then I'll post mine.
Here goes:
1. If at first you don't succeed _________________________.
2. She was mad as a ________________________________.
3. It was raining ____________ and __________________.
4. A penny saved is ________________________________.
5. A _____________ a day keeps the ________________ away.
6. His face was as red as a ____________________________.
Go to it. :)
Anyway, we did a little exercise today where we had to fill in the blanks with something other than the standard cliches you'd expect. Something that would lighten things up and express your humor. The example given was:
He looked like something the cat refused to drag in!
Okay, with that in mind, I'm going to post the sentences here and I'd love to see your offerings in the comments - and then I'll post mine.
Here goes:
1. If at first you don't succeed _________________________.
2. She was mad as a ________________________________.
3. It was raining ____________ and __________________.
4. A penny saved is ________________________________.
5. A _____________ a day keeps the ________________ away.
6. His face was as red as a ____________________________.
Go to it. :)
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Hurricane Preparedness
It's that time of year again. The time when those of us in the Gulf Coast brace ourselves for hurricanes. You know, I didn't so much think about them until Katrina and Rita three years ago. Wow! Has it really been that long ago?
Anyway, five minutes after Rita entered the Gulf of Mexico you couldn't find non-perishables or plywood in this area to save your life. And since I didn't start paying attention to it until they said it was headed towards Galveston, I was SOL. They also started advertising the evacuation line. I live just north of I-10 (and by just north, I mean I can hear the traffic from my house) and the cut off was everything south of I-10. My reaction was that if everyone south of I-10 was evacuating and I lived that close to I-10, I was evacuating too. Well, I spent 15 hours on the road and got all of 50 miles away before I turned around and came home. At one point I thought I was going to lose my dog, Max, because I'd forgotten to bring the water and it was 100 degrees outside (literally) and he wasn't looking good. It was pretty bad. Now, when I look at the cut-off for evacuation I'm more like "I'm fine - I'm north of the evacuation line". I don't plan to go unless I really have to.
Which is why I do more preparing these days. For example, I buy a gallon of water each week when I go to the grocery store. They say you should have one gallon for each person for each day. Although it's just me, I do have three dogs to consider. Right now I have seven gallons of water - just in case.
But, I decided that I need to invest in some velcro this season. Instead of plywood, if a hurricane heads this way this year (which I hope one doesn't - but just in case), I plan to wrap my house in velcro. Why you ask? Well, I came to this decision while filling in for a co-worker this past week. I had to sit at her desk and deal with her set up Monday - Wednesday. This is someone who has a lot of ergonomic issues and complaints. We've ordered special furniture for her, special keyboards, special chairs - you name it and we've probably bought it for her. She chucks all of it and then puts her workstation in the most awkward positions imaginable and then complains of aches and pains. It makes me nuts. Anyway, I was sitting at her workstation this week and her phone is all but across the room. I wanted to move it closer but it was strangely stuck in place.
Now, I should point out that our phones sit on bases. The base interlocks with the phone and unless you really work at it, the phone will not separate from the base. The base provides a bit of an angle for the phone so that you can read the digital display looking straight at the phone (if that makes sense). But anyway, most staff supports (myself included) set their phones on stands to elevate them. This co-worker does this as well.
So, when I went to pull the phone towards me - it didn't budge. It didn't move. It stayed right where it was. That so wasn't working for me so I grabbed the phone and jerked it - hard. After working for a while on it, I finally got it. Well sort of anyway. I had pulled the phone of its base. The base, on the other hand, was still firmly velcro'd to the stand, which was velcro'd to the desk. Same for the keyboard. I all but jerked the screws that secured the keyboard tray to the desk out and the keyboard itself never budged.
So forget plywood. Forget duct tape. When it comes to preparing my house for a hurricane, I'm going with velcro! :)
Anyway, five minutes after Rita entered the Gulf of Mexico you couldn't find non-perishables or plywood in this area to save your life. And since I didn't start paying attention to it until they said it was headed towards Galveston, I was SOL. They also started advertising the evacuation line. I live just north of I-10 (and by just north, I mean I can hear the traffic from my house) and the cut off was everything south of I-10. My reaction was that if everyone south of I-10 was evacuating and I lived that close to I-10, I was evacuating too. Well, I spent 15 hours on the road and got all of 50 miles away before I turned around and came home. At one point I thought I was going to lose my dog, Max, because I'd forgotten to bring the water and it was 100 degrees outside (literally) and he wasn't looking good. It was pretty bad. Now, when I look at the cut-off for evacuation I'm more like "I'm fine - I'm north of the evacuation line". I don't plan to go unless I really have to.
Which is why I do more preparing these days. For example, I buy a gallon of water each week when I go to the grocery store. They say you should have one gallon for each person for each day. Although it's just me, I do have three dogs to consider. Right now I have seven gallons of water - just in case.
But, I decided that I need to invest in some velcro this season. Instead of plywood, if a hurricane heads this way this year (which I hope one doesn't - but just in case), I plan to wrap my house in velcro. Why you ask? Well, I came to this decision while filling in for a co-worker this past week. I had to sit at her desk and deal with her set up Monday - Wednesday. This is someone who has a lot of ergonomic issues and complaints. We've ordered special furniture for her, special keyboards, special chairs - you name it and we've probably bought it for her. She chucks all of it and then puts her workstation in the most awkward positions imaginable and then complains of aches and pains. It makes me nuts. Anyway, I was sitting at her workstation this week and her phone is all but across the room. I wanted to move it closer but it was strangely stuck in place.
Now, I should point out that our phones sit on bases. The base interlocks with the phone and unless you really work at it, the phone will not separate from the base. The base provides a bit of an angle for the phone so that you can read the digital display looking straight at the phone (if that makes sense). But anyway, most staff supports (myself included) set their phones on stands to elevate them. This co-worker does this as well.
So, when I went to pull the phone towards me - it didn't budge. It didn't move. It stayed right where it was. That so wasn't working for me so I grabbed the phone and jerked it - hard. After working for a while on it, I finally got it. Well sort of anyway. I had pulled the phone of its base. The base, on the other hand, was still firmly velcro'd to the stand, which was velcro'd to the desk. Same for the keyboard. I all but jerked the screws that secured the keyboard tray to the desk out and the keyboard itself never budged.
So forget plywood. Forget duct tape. When it comes to preparing my house for a hurricane, I'm going with velcro! :)
Saturday, July 05, 2008
Lasting Relationships
A long, long time ago I heard (or was told) that women set the tone of a romantic relationship. For example, if the guy starts out by walking on her and she just takes it from him, she's setting herself up to be treated that way for the rest of the relationship - however long it may last. If, down the line, she decides she's had enough, the man it taken aback and balks at it because he can't understand why something he's been doing from day one is suddenly a problem. He'll tell the woman she's the problem and probably convince her of that. I think I read somewhere that, statistically, married men lived longer than single men and single women lived longer than married women. Why is that? Someone said it was because the men were sucking the life out of the women but, well...
For the most part, I really like being single. I don't have to account to another human being for my actions. I can come and go as I please. I can spend my income any way I choose. I just have a lot of freedom. And I enjoy that.
On the other hand, when things aren't perfect and I need help, there's just me to figure things out. When things get bad at work and I'd rather ram sharp objects in my eyes while crawling over red-hot coals on my stomach, I have to suck it up and go into the office because working is not an option for me - I have to work.
All this is leading up to reunion guy (Don) and my online dating experience. Last weekend I was a bit giddy about having been "reunited" with Don. It was a lot of fun discussing old times and how we each perceived things. I felt completely at ease with him - totally comfortable. He gave me his phone number and email address. I felt comfortable emailing him from my personal email - I didn't create a phony one for this purpose. I didn't immediately offer up my phone number though, because he didn't ask for it. I also had no intention of calling him - I was raised that you don't call men, and for the most part I don't.
At the urging of many people, I finally offered up my home number to him without his asking for it. (I gave him the home number because any other number and he could/would be calling me at work and things are just too busy there for that now.) I also threw something in that email saying something to the effect of that we'd covered enough ancient history and asked about his life over the last 25 years. I specifically told him that I'd love to hear about his wife (who passed away a couple of years ago) and daughter, if he was comfortable talking about them. Yet, he seems stuck in the past. The only things I've learned about Don and the past 25 years is that his wife passed away, that he has a daughter and that he's working for a chemical company - and I learned all that from his profile. The only new information I've gotten from him is the name of the company he works for and I only got that because he sent me email from his work!
He keeps bringing up my marriage. I shared with him some of the things my ex and I went through before we got married and why I still married him, despite having doubts about him - and he seems to be focusing on that. Seems to be looking at it as I'm broken now and need to be fixed - and that he's the one to fix me. First email like that had me responding with "let me just clarify" and I proceeded to explain that I was giving him an example - not complaining about my life. He responded with something that came across like maybe I was in denial - but he could help with that. My reaction was to back way off.
He informed me that he was going to call me Wednesday evening - or at least try to. I wasn't at all upset when he didn't. I got an email from him Thursday suggesting he might call that night (he didn't come right out and say that but I got that from the email), so I came home from work and unplugged my phone. Then, about 9:15 Thursday night, I got an email from him telling me to get ready for his call, which would be coming soon. Normally, the time would tick me off but he was at work and I totally get that. No, my problem was that he just expected me to be home waiting for his email and call. Totally ticked me off.
He sent an email yesterday morning saying he'd tried to call and asked when he could call during the day yesterday - and could we meet up today. I responded, letting him know that I had unplugged my phone and intended to stay home this weekend, relaxing. I think I was pretty nice about it while also getting my point across - I wasn't going to see him this weekend. I got an email from him this morning telling me he wouldn't have been able to see me today anyway. It came across as his idea. Whatever. He also asked, again, when he can call. I haven't responded.
Then there's his pictures. He looks old. I know that shouldn't matter, but it does - apparently. I showed them to a couple of friends of mine (including SCG - yes I told him everything . . . everything) and they all think he looks about 20 years older than I do. That's a problem for me, for so many reasons. But, a good friend and SCG both think I should still give him a chance. Why? I have no idea.
Meanwhile, I'm wondering what it will cost to have my home number and email address changed...
For the most part, I really like being single. I don't have to account to another human being for my actions. I can come and go as I please. I can spend my income any way I choose. I just have a lot of freedom. And I enjoy that.
On the other hand, when things aren't perfect and I need help, there's just me to figure things out. When things get bad at work and I'd rather ram sharp objects in my eyes while crawling over red-hot coals on my stomach, I have to suck it up and go into the office because working is not an option for me - I have to work.
All this is leading up to reunion guy (Don) and my online dating experience. Last weekend I was a bit giddy about having been "reunited" with Don. It was a lot of fun discussing old times and how we each perceived things. I felt completely at ease with him - totally comfortable. He gave me his phone number and email address. I felt comfortable emailing him from my personal email - I didn't create a phony one for this purpose. I didn't immediately offer up my phone number though, because he didn't ask for it. I also had no intention of calling him - I was raised that you don't call men, and for the most part I don't.
At the urging of many people, I finally offered up my home number to him without his asking for it. (I gave him the home number because any other number and he could/would be calling me at work and things are just too busy there for that now.) I also threw something in that email saying something to the effect of that we'd covered enough ancient history and asked about his life over the last 25 years. I specifically told him that I'd love to hear about his wife (who passed away a couple of years ago) and daughter, if he was comfortable talking about them. Yet, he seems stuck in the past. The only things I've learned about Don and the past 25 years is that his wife passed away, that he has a daughter and that he's working for a chemical company - and I learned all that from his profile. The only new information I've gotten from him is the name of the company he works for and I only got that because he sent me email from his work!
He keeps bringing up my marriage. I shared with him some of the things my ex and I went through before we got married and why I still married him, despite having doubts about him - and he seems to be focusing on that. Seems to be looking at it as I'm broken now and need to be fixed - and that he's the one to fix me. First email like that had me responding with "let me just clarify" and I proceeded to explain that I was giving him an example - not complaining about my life. He responded with something that came across like maybe I was in denial - but he could help with that. My reaction was to back way off.
He informed me that he was going to call me Wednesday evening - or at least try to. I wasn't at all upset when he didn't. I got an email from him Thursday suggesting he might call that night (he didn't come right out and say that but I got that from the email), so I came home from work and unplugged my phone. Then, about 9:15 Thursday night, I got an email from him telling me to get ready for his call, which would be coming soon. Normally, the time would tick me off but he was at work and I totally get that. No, my problem was that he just expected me to be home waiting for his email and call. Totally ticked me off.
He sent an email yesterday morning saying he'd tried to call and asked when he could call during the day yesterday - and could we meet up today. I responded, letting him know that I had unplugged my phone and intended to stay home this weekend, relaxing. I think I was pretty nice about it while also getting my point across - I wasn't going to see him this weekend. I got an email from him this morning telling me he wouldn't have been able to see me today anyway. It came across as his idea. Whatever. He also asked, again, when he can call. I haven't responded.
Then there's his pictures. He looks old. I know that shouldn't matter, but it does - apparently. I showed them to a couple of friends of mine (including SCG - yes I told him everything . . . everything) and they all think he looks about 20 years older than I do. That's a problem for me, for so many reasons. But, a good friend and SCG both think I should still give him a chance. Why? I have no idea.
Meanwhile, I'm wondering what it will cost to have my home number and email address changed...
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