Journey & Adventure

Yes, the title a little dramatic, but it’s just how I’m feeling at the moment. When bad things happen, it is said they happen in 3’s. In my case, they are occurring in 8’s. It’s days like today, I wish I could move our relocation timeline up to the end of this month. I’m frustrated and tired of being broke, having to spend money that I don’t have on things that aren’t fun. I’m tired of overspending on the necessities of life – like groceries, electricity, cell phone bills, gas, etc. Most of all, I’m tired of being overtaxed. My income tax deductions add up in a year to be WAY more than seniors citizens make in a year. In general, I’m sick of working so hard and getting nowhere. Just when you think you’re getting ahead, more expenses rear their ugly little faces. Welcome to my pity party – take a seat or leave now, the choice is yours. In the last 2 months we have had some major unexpected expenses: Car repairs for my car – new brakes and rotors, new cross-members (what...

We are still experiencing cold, cold and more, cold.   I know – I live in Canada, what else can I expect?   Well, I expect temperatures that will not cause me frostbite to my extremities that are not covered up and that exposed longer than 5 minutes to the elements (aka my eyeballs).   We’ve been under some Polar Vortex (WTF) for the last month.   Enough already.   I not only have to deal with the cold, but there is also the blowing snow and wind chill warnings on a daily basis.   It would be nice to have a day of normal driving conditions where my commute only takes an hour instead of the hour and a half of late.     To make matters even sweller (yes, I know it’s not a word), our heat here at work only works occasionally – usually NOT on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday or Friday.     I’m sure its toasty warm in here on the weekend, but I don’t plan on testing that theory out.   I took a sick day ...

Does anyone use the word “please” or is it just a given that they are entitled to something and therefore the word is not required? Why are some people just bitchy assholes EVERY, SINGLE day of the year? When did we become so self-absorbed? Why do some people believe the world revolves around them? Why does the festive season bring out the worst in mankind? Why has Facebook become the first thing people turn to when they need to express their emotions? What did we do with our spare time before social media and Candy Crush? Do you really care if a Facebook friend cleared a level on Candy Crush? Why does Facebook recommend “people that I may know” that only appear to be porn stars? Do they know something I don’t? Does anyone read anything other than status updates anymore? Why do the Internet Nazis allow me access to social media sites, but not the Weather Network? Why do we wish our lives away and only live for the weekends? Does anyone send Christmas cards anymo...

Do you ever have those days when you feel overwhelmed and feel like punching the next person that passes your way in the throat? No? So, it’s just me then. Well, today is one of those days for me. As I write this it is actually October 31st – Halloween. It should be an uneventful day, except that it’s “dress-up” day in the office. I’ve never been one for theatrics of the dress up kind. I’m happy for people that enjoy costumes and make believe, but I’m not one of them, so I respectfully ask to be left alone and not chided by co-workers I don’t even like for the fact that I’m not in costume. It shouldn’t come as a surprise to anyone – I don’t enjoy my job and putting a costume on for a day is not going to make having to come to work a pleasant experience. It began on Monday – the questions and comments – What are you dressing up as? Do you want to be part of the 7 dwarfs team? How about catman from Kiss? Even today – I have a cape you can wear since you’re already wea...

For those that have been following this blog for awhile, you know that I have a terrible history for staying at one job for a long period of time. Other than my favorite boss, whom I stayed with for 12 years and where I’d still be if it wasn’t for a non-solicitation clause in his employment agreement that kicked in after a corporate take-over, I’ve never lasted in a job position for more than 3 years. Yep, since 2000, I’ve worked for 6 different employers. I have varying reasons for why I left and moved on – everything from earning more money, needing more challenges, stupid co-workers, unbearable bosses, to extreme boredom and no work. The list goes on. I’m hopeless in the sense that I can’t seem to find my career groove. I’ll toot my own horn and say that I’m really good at what I do, but tend to get bored, easily if not engaged. I liked to be challenged, but not micro-managed. I like the freedom to make decisions on my own, but also like knowing that if I need guidance o...

I don’t even know where to begin other than to say – WTH! I hadn’t planned on posting this, but the more I think about it, the more worked up I’m getting and I think the world needs to know that there are selfish trolls amongst us. This past weekend, we (J’s entire family) had the pleasure of attending the most chaotic wedding EVER. I don’t know what people are thinking or in most cases – not thinking. I’m trying to understand where bad behavior comes from. Is it a learned response or is the under 30 generation to blame for their self-entitlement attitude and inconsideration for others? I’d like to believe it is a learned response and that the entire generation is not made up of “self-absorbed, whiney, the world owes me so much and I don’t want to work for it morons”. Let’s start by saying that J’s niece got married. If we could overlook the fact that the groom is “a piece of work”, it should have been a wonderful family moment. Unfortunately, it turned into mayhem, ...

Life as I know it is out of control. I just need to get a grip and a grab a hold. Of something, anything to hold on tight. Better yet, I’ll take a flight. To the hills, mountains, forest or beach – just anywhere that’s out of reach. From the hustle and bustle of corporate tussles. To gain respect, to gain control. In the end, it sucks your soul. Going here, going there, never really getting anywhere. In the end, I know I’ll win, but until then – it’s spin, spin, spin. I’m told things happen for a reason. Like wind, rain and change of season. Don’t lose your mind, don’t lose your soul. Just grab a hold and take control. Good things are meant to last, but until then – they can kiss my a$$.

I don’t usually hate Mondays, but I do today. I would prefer to come to work and do my job without drama – especially on Mondays. Alas, it’s not meant to be. Instead, I get to deal with internal sales people. Let’s just say, sales people and the legal department cannot possibly live cohesively. I’ve tried and failed - miserably. All I want to do is do my job.  My job is to point out legal risks and all the sales people want to do is sell product and they could not give a rat’s-ass about legal risks. They want to make their commission. Honestly, they’d prefer if I was not allowed in the building – it would make their job easier. Believe me, I’d prefer if I was not allowed in the building – it would keep my blood pressure lower than it is at the moment. The worst part is - they are cowards. If they have a problem, it would be so much easier to call us and talk about it, but instead they play stupid games and call meetings to discuss the legal department behind...

BUT, thank goodness it’s Friday. The only thing that would make this day better is if it was 5:00 or better yet, if I had stayed home. It is snowing here today. I know I shouldn’t complain because we’ve been fortunate to experience a drier than usual winter, but today my commute took over two hours when usually it only takes me one. To top it off, I also had to stop and get gas for my car (you know how much I love to do that too)…in the blowing, freezing cold snow storm. It’s winter, which is misery to those like me. On the other hand, it’s a veritable winter wonderland for those crazy, freak of nature types that LOVE the snow, who by the way – I have “unfriended” from Facebook. I can’t possibly be friends with THOSE types of people any longer.   Now that I’ve properly ranted…I hope everyone has a great Friday and a fantastic weekend.

As I mentioned yesterday, my first craft show when pretty well.  Thanks for all of your comments – at least I know my bloggy friends are supportive of me.  Do you smell some bitterness in the air? Well, I wasn’t going to blog/whine about it BUT I’m pissed and need to vent somewhere.  So here goes – not a single member of my family or a single one of my physical “friends” bothered to show up at the show to lend their support or to just say "hi".    I recognize that this is a busy time of year, but regardless – I would have made time for them and HAVE made time for them on NUMEROUS occasions – no excuses.  I’ve lent support in everything from attending stupid candle parties, cooking for retirement parties, hosting surprise parties, to being there through a failing marriage, to flying from Arizona back to Canada on a weekend to be at a friend’s wedding, to flying to the Caribbean to surprise another friend on her 40 th birth...

I don’t know why I bother to bitch about them, but I do.   Mondays seriously blow chunks. To start my Monday morning off, I had to be at the root canal specialist in London at 7:30 this morning.   London (not in England) is usually approximately 40 minutes from my home, but today it took me 1 hour to get there because of road construction. I was visiting the specialist because my root canal that I had done in 2007 keeps getting infected, so the dentist decided he better “consult” with a specialist to see what’s going on.    After making me wait until 8:00, I was escorted into the consultation room where I had to wait for another 15 minutes.   We are now at 8:15.   Seriously, don’t make an appointment for 7:30 if you plan on making the patient wait an additional 45 minutes.   Especially on a Monday morning!!! Grrr… Dr. Personality paid me a visit fresh out of bed I swear.   He was wearing his scrubs (okay) and ef...

I ’ve told you about the many , many , many people that have come and gone in our HR Department.   Well, yesterday was no different – another one was terminated.  Since my starting with this company two and a half years ago, we have hired, fired or lost 6 individuals from HR.   Some went willingly – others not so much. The difference between this loss and the ones in the past – I liked this one.   She had a great sense of humor and a no nonsense attitude.   She wasn’t afraid to speak her mind and was one of those individuals that would have your back should the need arise.   She went to bat for employee’s rights and benefits.   It was those same admirable qualities that got her terminated.    The bottom line – she ruffled too many feathers in a male dominated organization.    Today, what shred of respect I had left for the management team of this organization was lost.  It infuriates me and makes me sick.

To My Loving Husband, I am trying to say this in the kindest possible way, so please understand that I’m not trying to be harsh, but it just needs to be said – “Your effin aquarium hobby is expensive when the fish keep dying.   Perhaps next time, we should just flush a 100 dollar bill down the toilet because it’s the same damn thing, EXCEPT I won’t have to go to the fish store with you! “ Love, Your Supportive Wife  To The City Planning Department, Let me commend you on your outstanding work.  I can’t believe you have decided to install a roundabout as the only entrance/exit to the new Wal-Mart Superstore.   Obviously, you have never actually driven through a roundabout, nor have you shopped at Wal-Mart on a Saturday during the holiday season.  You might as well resign now because once the store opens and the accident lawsuits begin, you will become the scapegoats for poor planning....

Monday – the first day of a new work week.  I try to look at it as a new beginning, but that usually doesn’t last too long…usually until the alarm goes off… Monday – the day that is the hardest to get out of bed in the morning.  It’s a good thing J is in charge of the alarm clock or I’d never get out of bed on Monday…or any other day for that matter. Monday – the day when the simple task of making my lunch turns into a gigantic chore.  Although I purchased groceries on Sunday, Monday is a day when nothing appeals to my appetite and I just usually end up packing Mr. Noodles. Monday – the day I ALWAYS end up needing to stop for gas.  I detest stopping for gas.  You would think I could just take the time on Sunday and avoid the Monday morning gas fiasco, but alas…I don’t.  I will NEVER learn… Monday – the day I spend most of the day trying to clear the fog from my “weekend brain”. Monday – the greatest ...

Kate Gosselin on Dancing With the Stars.   This is one person I wish would get voted off the damn show so that we could stop hearing about how awful of a dancer she is.  Did we seriously think she would be the next Ginger Rogers?  The drama that is American Idol.   I apologize in advance for anyone that I may offend, but I’ve never watched the show and don’t really intend to.  I find it trivial and irritating.  Why do we care if Simon Cowell is mean to Ellen Degeneres?  Ellen is a big girl and well respected in Hollywood so why the hell is she letting Simon make her cry?  Ratings perhaps? Jesse James, Tiger Woods and anyone else that claims sex addiction.    I say “man up and just admit that you were a horn dog, screwed around, got caught and that you’re sorry”.  Stop assuming that by checking yourself into rehab and blaming it on a “disease” that all will be forgotten (although it would be nice if it woul...

Today is an anniversary of sorts… Today marks my 2 nd anniversary at my current place of employment.   Over the last 2 years, I’ve had some  a lot of spare time to reflect upon the career path that I’ve chosen and what wrong turns have lead me to the cube where I sit today. I’m not happy with some of the choices I’ve made, but I’m not going to dwell on those – life’s too short .   Each wrong turn has led me to something different, some new experience.   I’ve met some great people, others that aren’t so great and those who should be forgotten, but sadly are etched upon my soul.  I’ve learned some things along the way and have laughed at myself and others while doing whatever it is that I do.   I question whether I should have become a sell out and an ass kisser, but realize that I just don’t have what it takes.  I like being able to hold my head high and know that I’ve gotten to where I am ...