Things that suck

When you find out that your semi-yearly strategic planning meeting that was scheduled for June 1st gets pushed up to May 1st. And you are only given five days notice.

And you really need that extra month.

And you know you’re going to look like a major Ass in front of the CEO if you’re not prepared.

And you know there is no way you can be fully prepared in that amount of time.

And right now you don’t care too much about it.

Wow, I’ve never been pregnant and even I know this has got to be stressful...

So a friend of mine and her husband moved to Philly a couple of years ago for her husband’s job. In November she told us he got promoted and so they were moving BACK to Boston. Bummer. Then in January after telling us her house wasn’t selling and they were starting to worry, she says she’s pregnant and the baby is due this summer.

For the past 4 months they’ve both been commuting back and forth from here to Boston where their jobs are and where they’ve been staying with friends. Their house still hasn’t sold and now she’s 27 weeks along. She just sent an e-mail saying that they’ve decided to both work from home and stay in Philly until a few months after the baby is born. Can you say stressful? Oh yeah, AND now she needs to find an Ob because she’s been going to one in Boston.

Yeesh. I know how hard it is to find a Gynecologist but I can’t imagine needing to find an Obstetrician a couple of months before your due date.

Sniff, sniff

I forgot to put on deodorant this morning. I realized it as soon as I got in to work today. I didn't care too much because I never see anyone and today should have been no different. Then one of my Regional Managers called and said he and one of his sales reps were in the neighborhood and would I join them for lunch? Of course I would; free food!!! Then I ran into my friend T and we ran out and got coffee.
Sigh.... at least I remembered my perfume and I don't have my twice a year dandruff.

I don't care what they teach you in kindergarten

For my birthday I got two cubic yards of top soil, two soaker hoses, a hose reel and a spring form cake pan. All things I wanted, yes. All things I was really happy to get, yes. Fun? No. Gone are the days when we ask for toys.

Until this past weekend.

Train Guy and I went down to the beach for a few days to stay in a friend of mine’s house on the bay. We bought our new birthday presents. Two remote controlled speedboats. I couldn’t tell you the last time I had that much fun. We raced, I cheated, he nearly wound up in the water but for awhile there I remember how much fun it was to get a real toy on my birthday.

We left them at the house for my friends’ kids to play with. I must admit, I’m a bit sad. I really wanted to bring them home so we could use them in the pond at the park at the end of my street. Getting toys as an adult isn’t nearly as much fun. I don’t like having to be mature and leaving my toys for the younger kids to play with. Those were MY boats. I don’t wanna share…