I have about 10 posts started with no real motivation to finish them, so here is a list bouncing around in my mind.
- Work started with a low and ended with a high. After being treated like I was an idiot by one of the execs who then got his staff to “retract” what they had raised as an issue, I decided to fuck them all and stay the course. I’m a bit arrogant that way. I mean, I know what needs to be done regardless of whether or not he does. The next day, he and I had a heart to heart where he revealed how frustrated he is that no one is understand him. I gave him a few ideas as to why, but it was his response that gave me my vindication “maybe I should just let you take over and do the job you were hired to do since you have a better idea of what’s going on than I do.” It’s not exactly a “you’re right, I was wrong”, but I’ll take it.
- I’ve been fighting the starts of a cold all week. I would love to blame TL for getting me sick since I don’t know anyone else who is sick. But I doubt texting him to see if he was still alive could really transmit germs.
- My run Saturday morning which I expected to suck ended up being pretty good. I think it was a combination of several things. A random, out of the blue text message from a friend sent by a friend wishing me a good run. The sun – the fucking sun was great! And the company. My pitcher buddy has decided I am his running partner now, and we chatted throughout the entire run. I’m never much of a chatter, but we were joking around a bit too. I expressed to him that “I hate this long slow climb uphill” to which he responded “thanks, I hadn’t noticed it until just now – that was really helpful of you to point that out.” I got him back though when I made him pick up the pace on the last half mile. I knew if I sped up that his competitive nature would kick in. Yeah, I’m evil. But I think I’m closer to running sub 9min/miles than I thought I am. I’m averaging between 9-9:20min/miles right now. And at one point during the 4 mile run, we were running a 8:25min/mile. I love my running watch.
- I want the fucking Girl Scout cookies out of my living room. I’ve had one parent say she was going to pick them up this weekend. One out of the seven. In the meantime, they are in a pile in my living room. Oh, and sorting 350 boxes of cookies FUCKING SUCKS! Not only did I get to count and recount them 4 times because I kept ending up with an extra box, I get to count them each time someone picks them up.
- My children have been fighting non-stop for the past week. Toss in their whining about not being able to watch the same episode of iCarly for the 100th time, and I’ve wondered why we decided to have children in the first place. I mean, I get to listen to them fight and periodically referee when it gets physical. I get to pick up after them. I get to remind them that last time I checked the stick to the lollipop they just finished does not go on the floor – to which I am rewarded with whining of the kids where they then try to accuse the other of it being their fault. Good times.
- We are going to see SG and SGW next weekend. We are going to go run in a fundraiser south of Portland, and they are going to meet us down there the night before for some fun. Glad it could work out like it did. And I don’t know who is more excited about it – us or them. I think that’s what’s fun about this couple compared to the other couple we play with. These guys are pretty much an open book in terms of how they are feeling about things. The other couple, while fun, sort of worries that the lifestyle will take over their life in a negative way, so they keep it very segregated. While I get their concern, it only means we hear from them when they want to play. SG & his wife are nice counterpoint to that couple and more inline with what we were hoping for.
- I signed up for a run in April called Bridge to Brews. Yes, I will be running between two micro-brew locations in the city – and across one of the largest bridges in Portland. The reward at the end is lunch and two taste beverages of my choice. Mmmm….beer. Next weekend we are doing a run put on by Oregon State’s cross country team. They are raising money for one of their former runner’s cancer treatments. This woman is amazing. Had a brain tumor removed back in the fall, I think, going through chemo, and still running like a mad woman. I think she’s trying to qualify for the Olympic marathon trials (again). A good cause for an amazing woman.
- I’m glad Garbanzo’s friend from high school is back in town. She finished a beer she had been brewing today and stopped by the house to let us try some. Let me try some actually. It was fantastic stuff. I can’t wait until she starts brewing regularly. I suspect I will be the recipient of a lot of sample tastes.
- We are going to add more raised beds in our backyard for the garden. I’m trying to decide when I want to lug all of the dirt back there. It will be a repeat of last year’s great dirt move. Maybe spring break – then I can be sure it is raining when we do it. Because I don’t have enough to do, I figure why not plant more in the backyard.
- Garbanzo got his new triathlon bike last weekend and had it fit to him yesterday. It’s quite an amazing bike. His plan is to ride it to spin practice for his tri training team. Last spin practice, he tried to make a couple of adjustments at once and ended up falling off the spin bike. (Spin bikes are NOT like standard stationary bike you’d find in the cardio section of your gym – they are more like a fix gear bike.) I swear he is the only guy who could do that. I joked that maybe he should wear a helmet next time. Good thing he’s taking one with him.
Hope everyone has been having a great weekend!