Waiting Is The Hardest Part

I interviewed for a new position with the same company this past Friday. I know they want it filled quickly, so I'm hoping to hear something during this short week. Rumor has it that it's down to me and one other candidate. I've had people tell me I've got the upper hand because I'm an internal candidate and the other person is not, but we'll see. I'll be pretty disappointed if I don't get it. Most positions within the company are frozen, so the opportunities to move are few and far between. I feel very underutilized where I am, and it's resulting in boredom for me. I think I'm mentioned it before, I'm getting bored so I'm snacking more. I know when I open that pack of nabs I'm not hungry, but it's something to do.

Still not excited about Thanksgiving. Usually when I go the parents house Mom and I will go out shopping, but I'm not in the mood for battling the Black Friday crowds. There are no big ticket items that I want this year. I've got the big HD TV, I've got the gaming systems. Unless I feel like getting an XBox 360. Which I don't. Most of those games are too tough...I'll stick with the Wii. If I don't go shopping, there's not a lot else to do. I do plan on bring my new (actually used) golf clubs home. Heck, they're already in the trunk of my car. Plus a few wiffle golf balls, regular golf balls, and foam golf balls. Hopefully the weather will cooperate.

I'm kind of surprised we're not doing more for the holidays. Mom used to say she felt guilty for having to board Sable when we went somewhere. Now that she's gone I thought the folks might travel more. I wonder if not going to MA for Christmas has to do with me and my displease about traveling from last year. When I agreed to ride in the car with my mom, I did so thinking it was only going to be me and her in the car. In the end it was all four of us, and I had to spend over 12 hours in a crowded seat with hardly any room for my feet. I would have gladly shelled out the money to fly. I just didn't want Mom riding alone.

Another Dream

Had another weird dream last night, this time about babies & beer! I dreamt that I dropped off my baby at daycare, and then went to the store to pick up some beer and head to a party. I decided on a 12 pack of the Saranac Trail Mix. I think that's what they call their variety pack of beer. Anyways...when I opened the box I saw that some of the beers had been opened and partially drank. What was really weird was they didn't look like beer bottles, more the Sobe juice bottles. Well it's weird to think about now, in my dream I didn't care. I was so angry at the fact that they had been opened, but the party-goers were encouraging me to head back to the store so that I could show the management and exchange my beer for an unopened case. I was trying to get back to the store when I realized it was after 7:00 pm and I still hadn't picked up my baby from daycare! I started to panic, worried that the daycare would call Social Services and they'd take the baby from me, or worse, they would call my mom!

Bah Humbug

As of right now, I'm in no mood for the holidays. I don't feel like having Thanksgiving or the whole madness of Black Friday that will ruin the entire weekend for me. If I go to my parents house it'll be just me, them, and my brother for some part of the weekend. I love my brother, I love my mother, and I like my dad at times. But you put the 4 of us together and there will undoubtedly be fighting. Why do I want to go home to a stressful weekend (even if it is a long weekend) when I get plenty of stress at work. Not appealing. And that's even including all of the holiday traffic that I'll have to deal with. There will be traffic regardless. There's no such thing as a simple trip to the store. Even grocery stores are absurdly busy.

And then there's Christmas. Sigh....more traveling. Will I be in NC? In MA? Last year's trip to MA was awful. Sixteen hours crammed in the back of a car with so much stuff that it overflowed into my seat. And endless questions when I arrived. My answer was standard, to not ask me because I didn't know anything. Quite frankly I'm not in the mood to get a present for anyone. Well, not true. I'll get something for my brother. I have no clue what to get my parents, and I've already said I'm not in the mood to go shopping in the crowds.

I Chuckled

The stereo in my car will display the artist and title of the song currently playing on some of the channels. Last night "Every Rose Has Its Thorns" was playing, and I was drawing a blank on the band. I was thinking it's Poison, but I wasn't sure, so I looked over at the display to have my suspicions either confirmed or denied. Well, apparently 98.7 doesn't care who the artist is, they don't like the song! Hehe that made me laugh!

On My Mind

I've read before that your dreams are your body's way of processing short-term memories into long-term memories, and I've said before that I can see that in my dreams. Things that have recently taken place in my life show up in my dreams. Lately the topic of my dreams has been my bathroom, and I can explain why. One day I was flushing the toilet in my bathroom and I noticed water running down from the handle. Later, upon further inspection, I realized that the water wasn't coming from the handle, it was running down from the lid. I took the top off of the tank and flushed, and I noticed that the top of the fill valve was squirting water up like a geyser - not cool. I went to Lowes, described my problem, and walked out with a new fill valve. One of BGF's handy friends change the part for me. He had never done it before, but he changed that piece in no time, and did it perfectly. And yet, for some reason, I was paranoid something was wrong. Or maybe is wrong? I've still kept my eye on it, but there's definitely no more water spraying. So why do my dreams constantly revolve around that toilet and leaks? I dream that the it leaks so badly that the floor beneath is rots and caves, that my shower tiles fall off of a crumbling wall. Why!? It's fixed! Stop thinking about it. Stupid brain, shut up and let me sleep in peace! Though I will admit, if I wake up and don't remember my dreams, that feels more strange that having these stupid dreams.

I've had some other stuff on my mind, and I've tried a few times to sit down and write about it, but my frustrations get the better of me and I end up with nonsensical tirades that even annoy me to read, and I know what I'm talking about. Let's say management at work sure knows how to destroy morale. A person very dear to me decided to destroy every bit of self-esteem I have during an intimate moment. I've poorly managed my finances lately. Everything's related, intertwined, and I know I need to work it all out, but I've become my own enemy in dealing with all of this. At the moment I don't know how to fix this, and I'm having a hard time talking it out. Very aggravating.

Spooky

I thought this was cute! My lil spooky Marco on aHalloween mat!