God looks out for me. Just when I was starting to feel hopeless about the year, I have been given the chance for a little escape. It's a preview of a job for which I've already applied, and it will probably look really good that I intervew for it while I'm actually doing it. So I am leaving for a while. And my trip to Vegas is tacked on the end of it so I'm gone for a little longer than I originally thought! Yippee!
O reader, you know how much I enjoy my work trips. But I think this one just might save my sanity. I've been working like a slave since October, and despite the holidays, which have their own form of stress, I haven't had a change of scenery. Well, this trip should do the trick. Again, I marvel at my ability to seek and find relaxation in places where I receive hazard pay.
I feel proud of myself because last week, I walked over to Stupider and congratulated her on the baby. I couldn't resist throwing in a little sarcasm, but it wasn't bad (I led off the conversation with "So! I guess the word is out, huh?" in a veiled attempt to chide her for their juvenile secrecy). She seemed annoyed. I was sincerely happy for her and she still couldn't get off her high horse. Oh well. I did what I wanted to do and it made me feel much better.
I've been flirting with someone who because of work arrangements, is totally off limits . . . grr, it's so frustrating. He is a really great person and we talk whenever we can without breaking any rules. Then we say our goodbyes and he gives me a wink and a smile. Argh! Both of us want to hang out outside of work, but if we got busted, he could lose his job, which he loves. So we have to stand down . . . but I wish he'd quit being flirty, it makes it really difficult. Maybe we're both getting a high off just being of interest to each other to make work more exciting.
In other news, I am so excited for the Super Bowl that when I arrive at my destination, I'm going to stay up all friggin' night to watch it. My Terrible Towel will be my traveling companion. I am so proud of my Steelers! I am pretty sure we are going to clean house, but if we don't, I'm glad it would be a loss to a team with a decent man for a quarterback and a story behind their season. A worthy adversary.
The Inaguration coverage is still on. Analysis of everything from Cheney in the wheelchair (" . . . it was almost Freudian, like 'I'm not going to stand for this!'"), the crowd on the mall chanting "na na na na, hey hey hey, goodbye" when Bush came outside, Michelle's fitness ("this is the first First Lady to bring attention to the upper body . . . appearance"), and misuse of celebrity (Beanie Babies of the First Daughters). 'Best Week Ever' has me cracking up today. A couple things I noticed but upon which I haven't heard news commentary:
1. How fast Bush ran up the stairs of his helo ("seeya, suckers!!!")
2. Obama's speech focused on individual responsibility . . . yet his plans for government assistance are going to screw those of us who already understand and practice individual responsibility.
3. Caroline Kennedy's withdrawal from Senate consideration. Perhaps she took a good look at her charming uncle, collapsing at Inaugural lunches with a scandalous history, a drinking problem, and a brain tumor, and said, "um, hell no!"
What an interesting world. I am excited to leave the one I know and see some different places. We'll see what's up in the D-C when I get back.
Seeya in March. God bless!
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