My dress is hanging upstairs and I am thisclose to going and trying it on. For a while I was trying to sell it but after I had a daughter I decided to keep it, just in case she wanted it for whatever reason.
Today I went to a playdate (Greenwich) with D and the girls. The backyard was a bit treacherous, slippery slate and a four foot drop off, not many toys inside. But anyway, at the end D offered to have them over for a playdate at our place, I couldn't offer because we live in this dirty, small, embarrassing apartment not a 3 million dollar house in Old Greenwich with a nanny like the other kids in his class. I knew the mom thought I was being rude/not nice with not offering to reciprocate, but what could I do? What would you have done? I feel REALLY crummy about it.
I would rather have someone see that I am gracious and not concerned about where I live vs. thinking I am rude or not nice.
If she's a nice person, she'll think nothing of your home. If she's a bitch, then fuck her and you'll know she sucks.
I would offer reciprocation, and don't spend a minute worrying about your home.
Applebear, please get some therapy already. Your ticket on the Woe Is Me express needs to expire. You have good things going for you but you are so insistent on being miserable. I am going to change your name to Eeyore.
The most annoying thing about the big ugly bows is if you should choose to not put one on your baby girl, everyone thinks she is a boy. Even in pink or purple. C'mon people.
Ugh, I feel you.
I dress Bonnie in a lot of blue, because she looks great in it, and people always make a boy comment. Even if said blue article of clothing is embellished with flowers.
AB, take this from a person who as a kid was never allowed to have friends over. Just clean your appartment and let his friends come over. Who cares that you aren't rich. Depriving your son of having normal friendships is not the way to go. Trust.
I was never allowed to have friends over when I was a kid, and I started to develop this complex where my home life obviously was crap and that my mom was obviously ashamed of our family. I started to lie to people at a young age, giving excuses as to why I cant ever have sleepovers. It was rough.
Can I come to Vegas?? I love it there and I do indeed have my wedding dress at my parents house. We need to wear them to a bar and see how many free drinks we can get. We can say we're sister wives!
Today I went to a playdate (Greenwich) with D and the girls. The backyard was a bit treacherous, slippery slate and a four foot drop off, not many toys inside. But anyway, at the end D offered to have them over for a playdate at our place, I couldn't offer because we live in this dirty, small, embarrassing apartment not a 3 million dollar house in Old Greenwich with a nanny like the other kids in his class. I knew the mom thought I was being rude/not nice with not offering to reciprocate, but what could I do? What would you have done? I feel REALLY crummy about it.
Can you set up a playdate at a park and bring the snack? The beach? A petting zoo? It doesn't have to be at you house.
Those are good ideas. I was crying about it earlier, I rarely cry. H said I should have them for a swim at the pool here. I'm thinking that might work.
I am getting feelings of guilt at the prospect of leaving here. I am such a people pleaser. I know this company is going to continue to be busy, and I know that my work is helping out a LOT. So I am starting to feel like I am going to really screw them over if I am able to get another job.
But then, I am miserable. And this just isn't a good fit.
And I need to not stress about all of this stuff until it comes to fruition.
I am super nervous about how I'll take time off for an interview - what if I take a half day, then don't get the job? I won't have a lot of time off left.
ok, i need to tell you this:
about 8 years ago, i was VERY unhappy in my job. i had done a ton of interviews over the course of two years, and was NOT gettng hired for anything good. but then, one day i got a cool job, with a good raise.
when i started at cool job, it was NOT what i expected to be. i didn't much love the work, they were micromanagers, my boss was a complete tight-ass, etc etc.
i was miserable! it was awful. i had very little time off and even when i was 10 minutes late to work b/c of a public transit issue (this happened often in the winter), my boss would completely wig out. it was just a shitastic environment.
after 3 months on the job, i started looking for a new job. i only ever applied for amazing things b/c i wasn't keen on the thought of leaving this job so soon.
well, one day, i got a call for an interview for a job that was seemingly out of my league. i thought there would be no way i would get it. it required me to lie to current boss about having to go to a doctor appointment. he was VERY perturbed that i had to go to this 'doc appt'. to the point where the morning of the interview, i almost cancelled. i did not think it would be worth missing a half day of work to go for an interview when previous experience told me i probably wouldn't even get it!
anyway, i sucked it up. went to the interview. the job was AMAZING. i was stoked. i nailed the interview. a week later, they offered me the job.
2x the salary, my own office, a FANTASTIC boss, awesome coworkers, ridiculous perks.
8 years later - i am still there. it was life changing. for real.
so, just go. stop being a people pleaser. the only person you need to be concerned about pleasing is yo'self.
xo
Yeah the whole "I'm such a people pleaser" is as trite in this case as Mean Girls' I'm such a good friend.
it's business, not personal, it's your career, get on it. be professional, don't do anything that will burn bridges, but there's no loyalty to you so why should there be to them?
I agree with grey lady. I grew up in Fairfield County and had no heat, electricity or water growing up. CT (even Fairfield County... even Greenwich) is all super rich people!
Post by peachykate on May 25, 2012 19:08:05 GMT -5
I gave my wedding dress to my friend last weekend so she could see if it could be altered to fit her boobs, but I don't think there is any way in hell it will go from an A to a G.
If it pans out and I get the dress back, I will bring it and we can stuff it with tissues.