Confession: I forgot my workout notebook, lifting gloves, gym ID, protein, and a hair tie yesterday, so I skipped going to the gym and went home. I was completely overwhelmed and exhausted yesterday, so it was probably OK, but I felt super guilty about it all night.
I have a co-worker who has been with the company years longer with me that asked to come over sometime this week so I could walk her through one of our computer systems. This isn't one of the new ones we have with our merger.
I don't mind helping her but I am scratching my head on this one.
Post by HoneySpider on Oct 2, 2012 10:29:00 GMT -5
I'm actually looking forward to weighing in tomorrow - I am back on track with both eating & working out (minus one small pizza slip up, whoops) so I am expecting a loss. Nothing big, but I always excited to see a loss and not a gain. We'll see.
I am a negative nelly and really quick to get annoyed and hotheaded....I am trying to work on this and just be happier and go with the flow a little more. Again, we'll see.
I somehow managed to bump my open tub of cream cheese off the counter in the breakroom into the garbage. I quickly pulled it out, but a handful of coffee grounds were stuck to the cream cheese. Because I am frugal, not cheap, I just threw it out. It just means I had to eat a dry bagel.
Work is stressful right now. I need someone to just tell me what to do with my life. I'm getting so much conflicting advice and don't have a legit mentor. I'm a lost little puppy.
Post by ondaflipside on Oct 2, 2012 10:46:20 GMT -5
Carrots - I am jealous. Mornings are my favorite. DH leaves for work early so that hardly happens.
My random/vent: I thought I was looking good this morning with my black pencil skirt and flouncy top. Then I looked at myself in the bathroom, and on the side of my skirt are dog snot marks. :-(
Almost every time I don't have a tampon on me and have to buy one from a public restroom vending machine, the machine eats my quarter. WTF? It would be one thing to lose my money and not receive something like, say, Tic Tacs. But when I need a tampon, I NEED A TAMPON. It's like a cruel joke to have one of those machines and not fill it.
I'm sitting waiting for my oncology consult and this office is really pissing me off. They have rescheduled me twice, and now that I'm here it seems so disorganized. They called me back and then didn't even know which dr I was seeing. So I got sent back out to the waiting room after being weighed and vitals. I am not impressed.
And this is why I tend to avoid my oncology follow-up. I gave up after I moved to Baltimore. I tried 3 oncology offices and hated them all. So instead, I ignored the fact I should have had more followups.
We are not technically allowed to wear flip flops at work, but we get away fancy flip flops or gladiator style sandals. I don't like gladiator sandals. I really want to wear flip flops. So, I gave in and bought these shoes this weekend
I'm wearing them today. My manager gave me a compliment on them.
We (partner, another associate (D), and I) are filing a motion for summary judgment today.
We met with the partner at 6 last night to discuss changes. D and I put the changes in the document, and sent it to the partner at midnight.
At 8 this morning, partner replies to an email from the client asking for another copy of the draft. Client is in London, so he's 5 hours ahead of us. When I get into the office, partner is behind closed doors in his office (I think reading the draft). D and I proofread again and take care of administrative stuff.
Partner finally opened his door and came into my office maybe 15 minutes ago to ask when we'll have something for the client. I'm like "I'm proofreading and am about halfway through the draft?" He gets cranky at me about how the client is 5 hours ahead, the clock is ticking, blah blah blah.
So just now he walked by my office again, again being cranky. I ask if he had any comments on what we circulated last night. He said "Did you send me something last night?" So he hadn't seen the draft, we were waiting on sending it to the client, etc. And when I told him that yes, we sent something at midnight, instead of apologizing, he was like "I didn't see it. The client wanted it hours ago blah blah blah" as if it was our fault.
ETA: and this is the second time he's done this this week. Yesterday a client asked if he could see a draft of an affidavit, and he forwarded the email to D and me with a "Good question. I'd like to see it myself" :@ We had sent it to him on Friday morning.
The last time I went to the dentist I had a cavity that needed to be filled. I kinda forgot about it and realized last week that it had been almost a year. I dragged my butt to the dentist this morning and now I have to have a root canal :-( I am so scared of the dentist as it is and now I am mad at myself for not getting it done sooner.
Post by UnderProtest on Oct 2, 2012 11:14:14 GMT -5
It's my anniversary today and my husband is off to a great start. He called me at 11:30 and asked if I was going anywhere today. When I told him I had lunch plans, he said crap, I think I took your keys. Then he asks me to call my friend to postpone 30 minutes because he can't leave the office to bring my keys home. So I do and she ends up postponing until Thursday due to her work stuff. So I call him back and he doesn't answer his work or cell phone. I left a message at work. He shows up 15 minutes later in a huff with my keys. Ummmm, if it's such a big deal listen to your damn messages. This is not the first time he has taken my keys to work recently. Great anniversary. Oh, and he just ordered my present last night. It won't be in for a couple weeks and my love language is gifts.
Post by karinothing on Oct 2, 2012 11:18:09 GMT -5
I love morning sex. I do not require coffee or teeth brushing. In fact, I prefer it while I am still sleepy AND to go one step further. I like it when DH wakes me up this way and I often don't even open my eyes from being asleep until it is over.
However, DS has killed morning sex, unless we want to have it at like 6am on the weekend...and even though it is fun i need sleep.
Work is stressful right now. I need someone to just tell me what to do with my life. I'm getting so much conflicting advice and don't have a legit mentor. I'm a lost little puppy.
When you find that person, send them to me. I'm on this boat too.
We (partner, another associate (D), and I) are filing a motion for summary judgment today.
We met with the partner at 6 last night to discuss changes. D and I put the changes in the document, and sent it to the partner at midnight.
At 8 this morning, partner replies to an email from the client asking for another copy of the draft. Client is in London, so he's 5 hours ahead of us. When I get into the office, partner is behind closed doors in his office (I think reading the draft). D and I proofread again and take care of administrative stuff.
Partner finally opened his door and came into my office maybe 15 minutes ago to ask when we'll have something for the client. I'm like "I'm proofreading and am about halfway through the draft?" He gets cranky at me about how the client is 5 hours ahead, the clock is ticking, blah blah blah.
So just now he walked by my office again, again being cranky. I ask if he had any comments on what we circulated last night. He said "Did you send me something last night?" So he hadn't seen the draft, we were waiting on sending it to the client, etc. And when I told him that yes, we sent something at midnight, instead of apologizing, he was like "I didn't see it. The client wanted it hours ago blah blah blah" as if it was our fault.
ETA: and this is the second time he's done this this week. Yesterday a client asked if he could see a draft of an affidavit, and he forwarded the email to D and me with a "Good question. I'd like to see it myself" We had sent it to him on Friday morning.
That's when you forward your original email and say "here is the draft I sent you on Friday."
We (partner, another associate (D), and I) are filing a motion for summary judgment today.
We met with the partner at 6 last night to discuss changes. D and I put the changes in the document, and sent it to the partner at midnight.
At 8 this morning, partner replies to an email from the client asking for another copy of the draft. Client is in London, so he's 5 hours ahead of us. When I get into the office, partner is behind closed doors in his office (I think reading the draft). D and I proofread again and take care of administrative stuff.
Partner finally opened his door and came into my office maybe 15 minutes ago to ask when we'll have something for the client. I'm like "I'm proofreading and am about halfway through the draft?" He gets cranky at me about how the client is 5 hours ahead, the clock is ticking, blah blah blah.
So just now he walked by my office again, again being cranky. I ask if he had any comments on what we circulated last night. He said "Did you send me something last night?" So he hadn't seen the draft, we were waiting on sending it to the client, etc. And when I told him that yes, we sent something at midnight, instead of apologizing, he was like "I didn't see it. The client wanted it hours ago blah blah blah" as if it was our fault.
ETA: and this is the second time he's done this this week. Yesterday a client asked if he could see a draft of an affidavit, and he forwarded the email to D and me with a "Good question. I'd like to see it myself" We had sent it to him on Friday morning.
I had a boss like this. I would go in my archives and send the original message with RESEND in caps in the front of the message title line.
Work is stressful right now. I need someone to just tell me what to do with my life. I'm getting so much conflicting advice and don't have a legit mentor. I'm a lost little puppy.
When you find that person, send them to me. I'm on this boat too.
Well, while we're both looking for that person, I can tell you that he/she is not in a wine bottle.
I am irrationally disappointed that my midwife today told me I need to see an OB for the rest of my pregnancy. Here in the Netherlands 70% of women only see a midwife...you only see an OB if you are considered "high-risk".
The only reason they are referring me to an OB is my weight. I am overweight (considered obese) and have been since day 1 (I haven't gained any weight so far). They said all my blood/glucose tests are fine, the baby seems to be growing fine per the ultrasounds and my blood pressure was normal (120/70 today).
I feel like a failure...like my weight is holding me back from another thing that a "normal sized" person can do, but I can't. To drown my sarrows I made a batch of peanut butter cookies .
I am irrationally disappointed that my midwife today told me I need to see an OB for the rest of my pregnancy. Here in the Netherlands 70% of women only see a midwife...you only see an OB if you are considered "high-risk".
The only reason they are referring me to an OB is my weight. I am overweight (considered obese) and have been since day 1 (I haven't gained any weight so far). They said all my blood/glucose tests are fine, the baby seems to be growing fine per the ultrasounds and my blood pressure was normal (120/70 today).
I feel like a failure...like my weight is holding me back from another thing that a "normal sized" person can do, but I can't. To drown my sarrows I made a batch of peanut butter cookies .
You're not a failure. You're still obviously taking great care of your baby and that's what matters. Eat a few cookies and then why don't you share them with a neighbor?
I am irrationally disappointed that my midwife today told me I need to see an OB for the rest of my pregnancy. Here in the Netherlands 70% of women only see a midwife...you only see an OB if you are considered "high-risk".
The only reason they are referring me to an OB is my weight. I am overweight (considered obese) and have been since day 1 (I haven't gained any weight so far). They said all my blood/glucose tests are fine, the baby seems to be growing fine per the ultrasounds and my blood pressure was normal (120/70 today).
I feel like a failure...like my weight is holding me back from another thing that a "normal sized" person can do, but I can't. To drown my sarrows I made a batch of peanut butter cookies .
You're not a failure. You're still obviously taking great care of your baby and that's what matters. Eat a few cookies and then why don't you share them with a neighbor?
Yeah I made some american expat friends last week that I can pawn some off on.