A Day in the Life...

4.29.09

6:30 am: Roll out of bed at my parents house.  I'm currently residing here as there is mold growing in my carpet at my apartment.  More on this later.  Hop in the shower.

6:45 am: Remember why I hate showering here.  The water softener makes you feel like you can never quite get clean.  And the water pressure sucks in the downstairs bathroom.  Thank goodness I have a place to shower though.  Love my parents for that.

7:15 am: Make a bagel to go.

7:30 am: All packed and ready to go.  Walk out the door.  Get in Kyle's car (mine is stuck in the mud at his house...three hours away...)  Put key in ignition and can't get the stupid thing to turn.

7:35 am: Call Kyle and kindly ask him WHY IN THE HELL THE KEY STILL ISN'T WORKING.

7:36 am: Have heated discussion his car and why I hate it so much.

7:40 am: Give up for a second and run inside.  At this point I have to pee.

7:48 am: After 5 more minutes of trying I get the car to start.

8:02 am: Realize one exit too late that there is a lot of traffic in front of me, which is odd for Wichita.

8:21 am: Finally pull out of the traffic and get to full speed on the highway after four miles of inching forward.

8:30 am: Walk into work 30 minutes late.  Log into Gmail and tell Kyle how much I hate his car.  Again.

9:15 am: Realize I haven't done something that needs to be done today.  Start to do it.

9:17 am: Someone comes by and asks me why I haven't done it yet.  Shiznit.

9:45 am: Hand the completed drawing to them.  

10:15 am: Set up meeting with PM to discuss specs tomorrow.

10:16 am: Realize I need to do about sixteen hours of work before I'm ready for that meeting.  Shiznit.

11:25 am: Print off a 14/30 notice (look it up) to turn into my apartment complex.

11:45 am: Leave work early to hand in notice.  Car takes another ten minutes before the key works.  ARGH!!

12:00 pm: Pull into complex to realize the office is closed.  Until 1:15.

12:01 pm: WHAT THE F#(%!?!?!  Walk into apartment and realize they still haven't done anything about my wet carpet.  And it smells.  Like butt.  Or mold, same thing.

12:05 pm: Text boss and tell her I'll be late.  Go get McDonald's, run to the bank and come back and sit and wait to office to open.  Car takes ten minutes to turn the key each time I get out.  You'd think I'd learn my lesson.

1:30 pm: Have assistant manager of complex sign for notice and sign my copy.  Think I'm doing really well at this point.

1:45 pm: Still trying to get the key to turn in the ignition after fifteen minutes of trying.

1:47 pm: Stop trying.  Get out and start walking to garage to drive my Jeep to work.  Realize half way there the garage key is at Kyle's house.  Three hours away.  And the extra copy is in the apartment office.  Whom I just pissed off.

1:55 pm: Get the key to turn and leave for work.

2:05 pm: Get to work where two angry phone messages await me.  Shiznit.

2:10 pm: Realize that my thumb is actually swollen from turning the key to Kyle's car.  Ouch.

4:45 pm: Have all my stuff done for tomorrow and feel good about it at the same time that someone walks by and tells me I need to do some more.  Great...

5:05 pm: Julie calls me and we head to go find her an apartment.

6:45 pm: Julie laughs at me while I get the stupid car to turn the key.  Only takes 2 minutes this time.  YESSSS!!!!  Fist pump.

7:15 pm: Back in Goddard at mom and dad's, have delish dinner and start to wind down.

8:15 pm: Realize I DIDN'T SIGN THE NOTICE I GAVE MY APARTMENT!!  oops....

8:30 pm: Sign my copy, fax it to them with a made up story about how the lady gave me the wrong one back when she signed it...right...

9:00 pm: Call Kyle to tell him my mistake and prepare to get yelled at.  Surprised to find he feels bad about my bad day and says it's not a big deal.  WHEW!

Do you ever have days like this?  I could go on, but I won't.  This really just scratches the surface of my bad day...

How was YOUR day?  :)

hmm....

I received an email yesterday that went a little something like this:

SPECIAL ALL STAFF MEETING

Please join us Thursday at 4 pm in Conference Room C for some exciting news!

Thoughts that went through my head:

WTF??  Am I going to get laid off?  Surely not, they wouldn't call that exciting news.  Well, maybe they all secretly hate me.  No, no, no, they don't hate me.  At least not all of them.  COULD THEY?  NO!  There's that rumor of a merger, but you didn't even hear that from someone in your company it was someone else!  Well...still...maybe that is it...maybe it's a joint venture!  That would be awesome.  Not.  Although I'd probably get a raise then...

UGH!!  I HATE not being in the know!

 

rewind

i started this post tonight as a real debbie downer. i was complaining about all the had gone wrong with my day and i was starting to sound like a grade-a spoiled brat.

SO, i decided to turn my frown upside down....with an even better post!

without further ado...drum roll please...

the 10 things i'm negative BUT...positive about right now...

1. my dog threw up all over my carpet this weekend. three times. you know why? he got into the trash and found my can of grease...ewww. BUT...this did force me to clean my carpets (twice, because, EWW, gross) and clean up around the house.

2. kyle went to portland for two weeks for work. so we'll miss one of our weekends together. BUT...when he comes home next friday we are going to be in manhattan to volunteer for the BGC casino night! i'm so excited to see all my old buds from work i can hardly stand it!

3. it gets harder and harder every weekend to say good bye to kyle. BUT...he is dissatisfied with his boss/place of work right now (no, that's not the positive thing...sheesh, what kind of a person do you think i am!), so he applied to a few places this weekend and already has a phone interview! keep your fingers crossed, we may be living in the 'ta sooner than we expected! (which was never...so...yay!)

4. i don't care or know how it happened, but someone deleted some of my drawings. i don't think it was on purpose, but i was mad about it. BUT...the guy i can't stand is gone for two days on a trip and i don't have to listen to his crap for two blissful days!!

5. i'm totally swamped at work. BUT...i'm extremely lucky to have a job right now. like REALLY lucky. i have a couple of friends who have been laid off due to the economy. YAY for living in the wichita bubble where everything is always honkey dory!

6. i got my bonus today at work. it was about half of what i thought it would be. BUT...see above. i should just be happy i got one at all!

7. i spoke to my mom on the phone, i'm not getting as much in taxes as i thought i was. BUT...i reminded her we could claim my moving expenses and all the money it took for me to find a job when i graduated (i don't even want to tell you the amount it was...it was that much i had to spend) and the rebate increased! i guess interviewing in tulsa, st. louis, KC and many other places did pay off in the end!

8. my dog keeps barking at something outside and it's giving me a raging headache. BUT...i should be glad he loves me enough to bark at everything that comes within 3 feet of me. AWWW...

9. when i was doing my yoga dvd earlier, both my cat and my dog were all in my face, the WHOLE TIME. totally messing up my chi. for reals, animals, can't a girl get some peace and quiet to "work out"? :) BUT...i should be glad that i have such great animals that want to be near me all the time. they can't help it they are so adorable i have to stop the dvd to play with them for a few minutes.

and finally...the real kicker...

10. i was in a horrible mood to start off with this morning. my mom and aunt moved my grandparents into assisted living this weekend. i can't believe that my grandparents are going into that stage of their lives. it just feels like there is no going back for them. my grandmother keeps getting out of the little house they have in manhattan (she has alzheimer's) and my grandpa can't find her. luckily they have great neighbors who help her out, but it was too much for everyone to handle. so they are settled into an apartment with assisted living where she will be monitored with an ankle bracelet (stylish). BUT...i'm glad that my grandparents have lived such a wonderful life. they have four kids, 11 grand kids and i think we are up to double digits in the great-grandchildren. they have lived to the ripe old ages of 94 and 91 and i wouldn't put it past them to live much longer than that. i also love that my grandfather and i exchange emails often and that he can always put a smile on my face. i love that kyle and he can sit in the corner of a room for hours and talk about farming, gardening or just sit in silence and enjoy each other's company. i know i'm a better person for knowing this two wonderful people and that no matter what they have made a lasting impression on me. i love them both! (even crazy grandma when she pees in my mom's shoes...another day perhaps...)

and just to tickle your funny bone. here's a picture i sent my grandpa to cheer him up today. this is my cat, moe, sitting (YES, SITTING) up against my dog, nelson. too cute for words. awww...da brudder's lub each odder! (catie's cutsie talk translation...awww...the brother's love each other!)

moe says, "what the deuce are you looking at? ain't you never seen a cat sit up afore?" :)

i'm dying...

okay, so that's slightly melodramatic...

but seriously, i'm so sore today. i played my last game of indoor soccer last night and i hurt. so. bad. for those of you that are goddard alums, i played the womack brother's team last night. we got beat, but not by the normal 20 to zip...it was only 6 to 13 or something like that. and i was told i actually did a pretty decent job.

which leads me back to the fact that i'm super sore. i rolled my ankle at one point [after running cross country in high school i have, like, NO tendons left in either ankle. it's kinda gross actually, i can stand on my ankle instead of my foot. that's how i stretch. kyle pretends to gag when i do it. jerk.] anyway, so i rolled my ankle, which sucks. and now i can't wear heels to work. which i usually do, almost every day. i think i wear them because i feel more powerful. i'm already quite tall, like 5'8"ish, so when i wear heels i'm almost as tall as the majority of the men in my firm. which is awesome. because we are totally outnumbered here. seriuosly, we have one female architect, three female interior designers, one landscape designer and two cadd techs. that's it. nada. we have like 60 employees! the rest of the women are admin and support staff...totally lame.

so obviously i NEED my super power...aka...my heels.

WARNING...WARNING...WARNING...

Dear Rear Admiral Steven K. Galson, M.D., M.P.H.,

As the acting Surgeon General, I believe that you need to put a warning label on these treats. They are sold at World Market, and they are my new favorite snack. Unfortunately.

I mean, I don't even really like chocolate all that much (yes, I AM a woman, but honestly, I'm not a huge fan). But combine chocolate, heath AND macadamia nuts? No one can resist these. Seriously, they must contain some level of crack cocaine or something.

Therefore, I have made you a new label for the back. Please consider this:

Sincerely,

Catie Joy Carpenter